Undressed By The Mafia God novel Chapter 68

Chapter 68: Your Bulldog Strayed

Then a video came through.

Julian.

The text read:

Your bulldog strayed. About to be neutered.

Luca opened the video.

Marco and Valentina were on their knees, wrists zip-tied, faces bloodied. Valentina’s dark hair was tangled, her eyes blazing even as fear flickered beneath. Marco was bruised, split lip swollen, but still managed to lift his chin. Julian stood behind them, elegant as a devil, gun resting casually against Marco’s head.

Luca inhaled slowly. His eyes narrowed, all warmth draining out. This was the Luca his enemies feared.

He dialed Julian’s number.

His brother picked up on the first ring.

"Marco is my lieutenant. My second in command." He stood tall in the center of the office. "If he strayed, it is my duty to punish him. Not yours." His lip curled. "You hurt one hair on his head, Julian, and I will damn every single one of Genovese rules. I will unmake everything Father pretends is sacred." He paused, letting the threat breathe. "I will make your death so painful your mother will cry from her grave. Carry on with the exchange. Father needs those schematics. And bring Marco to me."

He ended the call without waiting for a response.

Vee was frozen where she sat, skin drained of color, lips parted. He crossed over to her until he was looming over her, hands braced on either side of the chair.

"Did you know?" he asked quietly.

"Know what?" Vee whispered.

"Did you know Marco was planning to help your sister escape?" His eyes burned, a molten blue edged with betrayal.

Vee swallowed and nodded, just barely.

"That’s why you came here," Luca said, straightening slowly. "You didn’t come to check on me. You didn’t come because you missed me." He shook his head once. "You came for information."

"What was I supposed to do?" she shot back. "Sit pretty and do nothing? She’s my sister, Luca. I needed to know she is okay."

He picked up his phone, and without a word, pressed play.

Vee gasped.

Her hand flew to her mouth. A broken sound escaped her. "No... no, no, no."

"Please, Luca. You cannot hurt Marco. You cannot. Please. He was only trying to help her. He didn’t betray you. He did it because he has a heart."

"Marco knows the risk of straying," he said evenly. "He accepted it. He chose it." His eyes flicked toward the phone still glowing on the desk, Julian’s face frozen mid-frame.

"At least," Vee shot back, tears blazing now, "he is a better man than you!"

"I never called myself a good man!" Luca thundered. "If you’re looking for good, you came to the wrong devil."

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