Undressed By The Mafia God novel Chapter 430

Chapter 430: You Chose This

Val sighed instantly, melting into the chair. "Oh, that’s good."

Luca sighed in resignation. Why couldn’t he ever leave well enough alone? Why did he have to say anything? Telling Valentina she could ask him for anything was apparently the same as handing a greedy person a blank cheque and then acting shocked when they bought a private island.

"Of all the things you could request for?" he drawled. "You chose this."

"What? My feet hurt. They’re carrying too much. Me. The baby. Emotional stress. Wedding plans. The burden of being beautiful."

"You just make a sport of humiliating me," Luca said, continuing to massage one foot.

Val sighed in relief. "I think rubbing a pregnant woman’s feet is noble....You’re very good at this. I’m surprised every time you show a normal human skill."

Luca chuckled and moved to the other foot. "Have you ever heard of the saying, the sins of the father will be visited on the children?"

Val opened one eye. "Where is this going?"

"In this case, it is the sins of the mother." He looked pointedly at her stomach. "And oh... will I collect."

Val burst into laughter. "You’re going to take revenge on a baby?"

"Ohhhh yes... I’m going to read it, sing it, shout it at every opportunity so he will grow up to know how horrible his mother is."

Val looked at Luca for a moment. "I don’t know why I was mad at you," she said softly. "You’re harmless really. You just attract the wrong people."

Luca’s hands paused. His eyes lifted to hers. "You were mad at me?"

"A little, I guess," Val admitted. "I was going through some stuff, but Marco helped me with it."

Luca frowned. "I don’t understand."

Val sighed and shifted carefully in the chair, one hand going to her stomach. "It’s just..." She searched for the right words. "I needed someone to blame for everything that had been happening and, well... you were the scapegoat."

"Yeah," he said quietly. "I guess I deserve to be. Your lives would be safer without me in it," Luca added.

For all his swagger, violence, and impossible confidence, there were moments when Luca looked painfully aware of what he brought into people’s lives.

"But you make my sister happy," Val said.

Luca’s eyes lifted to hers.

"And Marco makes me happy," she continued. "You love her. I know you do. And I know you will protect her. That’s enough for me."

Luca smiled and returned to his chore, rubbing her swollen foot. "It’s that obvious, uhn?" he asked. "I thought I was being cool about it."

Val rolled her eyes. "You couldn’t be cool about it if it could save your life."

"To be fair," he said, "she makes me happy too. And proud," he added. "I am really proud of her." His hands slowed around her ankle, his gaze drifting. "She carries a strength I did not know she had. I knew she was tenacious. Protective. Stubborn as hell."

"Family trait."

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