Undressed By The Mafia God novel Chapter 416

Chapter 416: You Are Not Paying Attention

Not that Vee needed much of a formal initiation anymore. In truth, she was already far too deep in the workings of the New York famiglia. She knew where weapons were hidden, who could be trusted, which rooms in Commissioned were dangerous. She had stood through blood, secrets, and enough madness to scare any sane woman back to a peaceful life.

But tradition was tradition. She still had to take the oath. She still had to be declared publicly as Luca’s Donna.

Marco was responsible for arranging it. So while they were cake tasting for his own wedding, he was distracted on his phone, making sure the right people would be present.

Across from him, Valentina was glowing with wedding excitement and pregnancy hormones, which meant she was both adorable and terrifying. The baker kept presenting tiny slices of cake.

Chocolate hazelnut, lemon cream, vanilla almond, pistachio. Something with berries Marco had stopped listening to three cakes ago.

Val simply shoved bites into his mouth whenever it was his turn. Marco chewed, swallowed, and hummed his approval.

What was the point of dragging him to these things anyway? Was it because Val had become quite clingy since they returned from Italy? 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

He didn’t mind. He wasn’t complaining. After everything, he understood why she wanted him close. He liked being close. He liked that she reached for him. He liked that she wanted to marry him.

But God... This was torture.

"Marco," Val whined suddenly.

He looked up too fast. "Yes?"

"You are not paying attention!"

Vee chuckled into her napkin.

"I am. I am," Marco said, panicking slightly as he quickly put his phone away.

Val narrowed her eyes. "So which one did you like?"

Marco looked at the row of cake samples in front of him. They all looked like sugar. He went for the safest answer. "It’s hard to choose," he said carefully. "I like them all."

"You are no help!" Val sighed, dropping her fork onto the little disposable plate. "It’s your wedding too, you know." She was trying so hard to make this good. To make it beautiful. To carve out one happy thing in the middle of all the madness that kept surrounding them.

So he reached for her hand and squeezed it. "How about you just make all the decisions? You got all the smarts in our family."

Val’s face lit up instantly. Vee noticed too and raised both brows. "Wow. That was...effective." Vee whispered.

Marco shrugged. "I know my woman."

Val, now glowing like he had handed her the moon in a gift box, turned back to the baker. "We’ll do the vanilla almond for the main cake."

The baker nodded. "Excellent choice."

"And for the filling, the lemon cream."

The baker smiled brightly. "Now, for the cupcake flavours."

"Oh God..." Marco grunted under his breath.

Marco quickly slipped his phone out and shot a text to Luca.

’Save me.’

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