Undressed By The Mafia God novel Chapter 426

Chapter 426: I Got You A Gift

"Oh..." She looked around the open space, now empty except for the Genovese crest beneath their feet and the low light washing over the walls. "I guess I have a lot to learn," she said quietly.

"You will." His thumb brushed over her waist. "You will have a coach over the next few weeks...Meanwhile, I got you a gift."

Her eyes widened immediately. "Oh my goodness... Really, I should have sensed something. With all the flowers and the dinner, I should have known something was in the works."

"Good to know I can still surprise you," Luca said. He moved to the decorated table and retrieved a black box.

It was beautiful. The box was made of ebony wood. Gold curled along the edges. The Genovese crest had been engraved into the lid.

A black satin ribbon had been tied around it, and beneath the gold clasp, her initials had been carved.

V.G.

Luca held it out to her. "Here."

Vee took it carefully, her fingers brushing over the crest before she opened it. Inside, nestled in black velvet, lay a gun.

It was compact, elegant, and terrifyingly beautiful. The metal was a deep matte black, with fine gold engraving along the slide. The grip was dark pearl with a tiny gold Genovese emblem set near the base.

Vee stared at it, stunned. "It’s beautiful...But I don’t know how to use it," she admitted, looking up at him. "I’ve never used one before."

"You just have to learn, that’s all," he said gently. "I can teach you, if you want."

She looked back at the gun. "Sure," she said softly. "Of course. Thank you."

Luca’s gaze drifted over her then—the veil, the dress, the gold embroidery, the sharp line of her chin, the way she stood in the middle of his world and somehow made it look like it had been waiting for her. "You look amazing, Bambola," he muttered.

Vee smiled, closing the box carefully. The ceremony, the oath, the blood, the title—it was all still rushing through her veins. Her heart had not calmed. Her body felt alive, electric, trembling with everything the night had made her. "Come on," she said, holding the box in one hand and reaching for him with the other. "Let’s go home."

Luca raised a brow. "I thought you would be exhausted."

"No." Her smile turned wicked. "I’m high on adrenaline right now. Come on." She tugged him toward the exit, and Luca followed, laughing softly under his breath.

"Well, fuck me! I didn’t know I was going to get a gift too."

Vee laughed pulling him forward. They moved quickly toward her car, Luca allowing himself to be led. He had long since accepted that where this woman was concerned, resistance was largely decorative.

They got in. Doors closed. The engine turned over and the car pulled smoothly out into the night, headlights cutting through the dark road ahead.

Vee had mentioned she was excited. She had not been lying. Approximately forty seconds into the drive — the car barely at cruising speed, the road stretching out quiet and mostly deserted ahead of them — her hand crossed the centre console and settled directly on his cock through his pants.

"Shit." Luca’s foot eased off the accelerator. The car slowed. He recalibrated his relationship with the steering wheel, gripping it with both hands.

Her hand moved with a deeply destabilising casualness. He kept his eyes on the road. She unbuckled his belt.

Unzipped his pants. Reached inside. Found him — semi-hard and getting less semi by the second — and wrapped her hand around him.

He heard her unbuckle her seatbelt. Oh no. She leaned over took his cock in her mouth.

Don’t crash. Don’t crash. Don’t you fucking crash. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

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