Undressed By The Mafia God novel Chapter 9

Chapter 9: Are You Crazy?

Jesus.

He told himself it was nothing. Just proximity.

He bit into the pizza, deliberately choosing the same place she had just taken a bite out of. The gesture was slow, his teeth tearing through the crust where her mouth had been moments earlier. It was entirely intentional. "Nice," he said after a moment, chewing, eyes narrowing slightly. "Very nice." He swallowed and glanced down at the slice again. "Scalese should be making a lot out of this. If you need more visibility for this, I can put in a word with Luca."

"And owe him a favour too?" Veronica shot back immediately, disbelief flashing across her face. "Are you crazy? I have to go." Staying any longer felt dangerous. Not just for her sister. For herself.

"Have a good day, pizza girl," he said lightly. "And thanks for the pizza."

Vee didn’t trust herself to respond. She turned and slipped out of the office, the door closing softly behind her. The hallway felt longer on the way out, the lights harsher, the air heavier. Every step carried the weight of what she hadn’t managed to change.

As soon as she was gone, Luca reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone. The room still smelled faintly of her perfume. It irritated him. It stayed with him. He scrolled, then tapped a contact.

"Dante," he said when the call connected. It was time for another distraction. Some kind of fire had been lit inside him, and it had nothing to do with hunger, at least not food hunger. He found himself wired, unsettled, his body responding to tension he did not want to examine too closely. Desire was familiar territory. Emotion was not.

He needed a pussy he could fuck. Immediately. He made his instructions known to Dante and ended the call.

Marco entered the office again, stopping short when he noticed the slice in Luca’s hand. His brows shot up in genuine surprise. "You’re eating the pizza?" he asked.

Luca glanced at the slice. "It’s good," he said simply.

Marco shook his head, a grin tugging at his mouth. "We better not let Nonnina find out about this," he said.

"It was a gift," Luca responded with a shrug that looked casual. His shoulders rolled as if dismissing the subject.

"I don’t think she will understand," Marco said dryly, folding his arms as he leaned against the doorframe. His eyes flicked to the half-empty pizza box, then back to Luca’s face.

Luca hummed in agreement. He turned his gaze toward the wall. "Keep a tail on the Scalese daughters," he said finally. "With today’s events, I think she might try to take her sister into hiding. Tell them to notify me immediately if something feels off."

"Yes, sir," Marco nodded.

*****

Valentina was already halfway packed by the time Veronica got home.

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