Undressed By The Mafia God novel Chapter 434

Chapter 434: Get Yourself Together

Marco rolled his shoulders. He still couldn’t breathe. The mirror did not help. It kept showing him exactly what he feared. A large man in an expensive suit, trying to pass as someone deserving of a woman like Valentina. His hands were too rough. His life too dangerous. He bent forward, palms pressed to the vanity, and closed his eyes.

"Get yourself together," he muttered.

The door opened again. Marco straightened instantly. Luca stepped in with Carol. Marco saw her reflection in the mirror first.

He did not trust what he was seeing. Maybe he had tied the stupid tie too tight and cut off blood to his brain.

Carol smiled like she had been waiting years to see him standing there on the morning of his wedding.

Marco turned fully. "Ma..."

Carol stood beside Luca, dressed elegantly for the ceremony, her eyes already shining.

Luca leaned against the doorframe. "I had her brought here."

Marco barely heard him. His eyes stayed on Carol.

"My beautiful boy..." Carol smiled.

The words nearly finished him. Her boy.

"You came," Marco said.

"Of course I did." Carol’s eyes softened as she stepped farther into the room. "I wouldn’t miss it for the world. Why didn’t you tell me?"

He rubbed the back of his head, looking guilty now. "I didn’t want to bother you. It’s quite the trip."

"My boys could never be a bother," Carol said, facing him again. "Never." Carol moved closer, reaching up to touch Marco’s cheek. "You deserve everything you want, Marco."

All the doubts he had been wrestling with, shook beneath the weight of Carol’s certainty. Marco walked forward.

This time, he didn’t kiss her hand first. He just went in for a hug. Carol’s arms closed around him instantly, he had to bend slightly to fit into her embrace.

His eyes lifted over Carol’s shoulder and found Luca. Luca stood near the door, arms crossed, wearing his smug expression. "Thank you."

Luca shrugged, pretending it was nothing.

Carol patted Marco’s chest. "Come on now, we gotta get you married."

Marco exhaled. "Okay, Ma..." He turned to pick up his suit jacket from the chair.

Luca suddenly straightened. "What?"

Marco glanced at him. "What?"

Luca’s eyes widened dramatically. "That’s it?"

Carol frowned. "What is wrong with you now?"

"That’s it?" Luca repeated, pointing at Marco. "Where are the tissues? Where was the worthless speech from two minutes ago?"

"Ma’s here," Marco simply said as if that explained everything.

And annoyingly, it did. Luca stared at him then looked at Carol, then back at Marco. His face twisted with offended disbelief.

"What the fuck?" he said. "You are such a mummy’s baby."

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