Undressed By The Mafia God novel Chapter 538

Chapter 538: You Had To Say Them

This family needed therapy.

Actual therapy.

Not Massimo Genovese’s idea of emotional repair. Honestly, if the baby ever asked about family tradition, Veronica was going to lie. Boldly. Without shame.

"I’m so sorry," she cried, bent and kissed him through her tears, messy and trembling, her mouth searching his as if apology could become touch. Luca held on to her carefully, one hand at the back of her neck, the other at her waist.

"You had to say them," he murmured against her lips. His breath was warm against her mouth. "I needed to hear them from you because you are the only one I cannot bear to disappoint." He pulled her closer, kissing her forehead, her cheek, the corner of her mouth. "Tonight may not have helped in the way we expected..."

His hand slid lightly over her side. "But you look amazing in that costume. Do you think she’ll let us keep it?" he asked.

Vee sniffled. "It’s the least she can do."

"Agreed."

"And maybe we keep some of the toys too."

Luca’s brows rose.

A slow, wicked warmth touched his mouth. "I love it when you are greedy." He winked and kissed her again, deeper this time, his fingers sliding into her hair. The kiss began as comfort and became hunger.

Vee felt a firm pressure against her thigh. She pulled back slightly, bracing one hand on his chest so she could look down between them. "Well, hello there, big guy..."

Luca frowned. "What?"

Her gaze lifted to his face, and for the first time all night, the smile that spread across her mouth was delighted. "Just shut up and fuck me."

Vee reached between them and grabbed him through his pants, letting him feel for himself what his body had finally remembered.

He sucked in a sharp breath with a laugh. He was back. Not cured, perhaps. They would still have things to say. Memories to survive. But his body had answered her again, and the relief in Luca’s face was fierce. "Ah... Remind me to give Mistress Marceline a tip." He kissed her again before she could say more.

He rolled them carefully, shifting until he was above her with one forearm braced beside her head. "I’m going to fuck you with the costume on."

Veronica giggled.

Light and breathless, girlish even.

"I missed you," she whispered as her hand reached his belt and tugged.

Luca glanced down, then back at her. "I’m glad you’re impatient, because I don’t know how long I will last inside you."

She pulled him down until his mouth hovered over hers. "Fuck me..."

His smile curved slowly. "Yes, mistress."

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