Undressed By The Mafia God novel Chapter 537

Chapter 537: I Loved My Baby

"I’m sorry..." His breath came broken against her face.

The apology nearly ruined her. Marceline cracked the whip again at the same moment Vee pulled the chain.

Luca’s body jerked. Vee flinched inwardly, but her face held.

"I could have just let him fuck me...since my husband isn’t giving me any."

"I’m sorry... I’m sorry," he said again, lower this time.

He did not care about the whip. None of it reached him the way Veronica did. Every ugly sentence she threw at him became another reason for him to move towards her, not away. He shuffled forward on his knees. He ignored Marceline entirely as the flogger came down hard across his back again.

He moved towards his wife. Veronica looked up at Marceline in panic. It was not working. None of it was working. He was supposed to reject the accusations. That was the whole stupid point, wasn’t it? Marceline had said Veronica’s voice would pull the shame out of him and make him fight it.

He was not fighting. He was accepting everything. Vee’s eyes burned. Why had she agreed to this?

Why had she let Massimo’s madness convince her that breaking Luca open was better than holding him? What if this made him worse? What if these words stayed? What if, years from now, in the quiet of their bed, some poisonous echo of her voice crawled back into his mind and called him useless?

Marceline gave a small gesture with her head.

Keep going.

Veronica hated the woman from the bottom of her soul. She decided to speed things up, she reached for the deepest cruelty.

The one she knew would stop him. The one she prayed he would refuse.

"Who knows," she said, voice trembling despite every effort to harden it, "maybe I’ll lose this baby because of you too."

Luca stopped. His body went utterly still. Even Marceline’s expression changed. Luca lifted his face. "What?"

Vee almost kissed the floor he was on.

Go on, Luca. Come on. Please, end this.

"I loved my baby..." Luca began.

This was the wound he had locked away so deeply that even Veronica had only ever seen the shadow of it.

"Love my baby."

Marceline raised the whip. Vee’s hand shot up. Marceline paused. The whip lowered by an inch. They had finally reached the sore place. The real place.

Luca drew in a ragged breath. "My child... She was mine." He had given the baby a shape in his mind. A life. A possible face. A future.

God.

Vee’s heart split quietly in her chest.

Luca swallowed hard. "I did everything right."

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