Undressed By The Mafia God novel Chapter 95

Chapter 95: I Guess I Am Paranoid

"It’s okay," he said quietly. "I just..." His gaze lingered on the men.

"...Never mind," Luca finished. "I guess I am paranoid."

Vee looked up at him, sunlight warming her skin, the faintest smile curving her mouth.

"Awww... such a sweet baby." She reached for his tie, and tugged him down toward her. She kissed him right there on the street.

Her lips pressed against his. The city continued around them. Cars passed.

And across the street, Inferi watched.

Luca’s hand instinctively slid to her waist, gripping her firmly.

When she finally pulled back, her eyes were bright.

"You’re confusing me," Luca said. "There was a time you would fight me for being too overprotective."

She had once pushed against every boundary he set. Argued. Demanded space. Challenged him at every turn. That fire had drawn him in as much as it had irritated him.

"Not today, Diavolino."

"That nickname is reserved only for Nonnina. It sounds weird coming from you," Luca replied.

He opened the passenger door for her and helped her into the car, one hand steady at her back. He closed the door and walked around to the driver’s side.

A voice cut through the interior.

"Hello!"

Vee blinked, scanning for the source until her eyes landed on the phone. "Oh. Sorry."

On the screen, Bianca’s expression sharpened immediately. Her gaze assessed Vee with open scrutiny, moving from her loose ponytail to the faint bruise still ghosting her cheek.

"Who are you?" Bianca asked.

Vee swallowed. "I..."

The car door shut as Luca climbed in.

"Luca? Who is this?" Bianca asked again, this time the question directed squarely at her husband.

"Shit," Luca muttered under his breath, realization hitting him. He had forgotten the call was still active.

"A friend," he said simply. "I’ll talk to you later."

On the screen, Bianca’s lips pressed together, but she did not argue.

"Okay," she said after a beat. "Love you, Luciano."

He ended the call without replying.

Silence flooded the car.

He started the engine, the low growl of it filling the space between them. As he pulled away from the curb, his gaze shifted instinctively toward the opposite side of the street.

Inferi was still there.

As Luca drove past, their eyes locked.

Luca held his stare a moment before turning his attention back to the road.

Beside him, Vee stared straight ahead, her hands resting quietly in her lap now.

She had kissed him to send a message.

But hearing another woman say I love you to the man sitting inches from her had sliced deeper than she expected.

Vee shrank into the seat as the car merged back into traffic. She kept her eyes forward, watching the blur of storefronts and passing pedestrians, but her reflection in the window betrayed her. The bold woman who had just kissed him in the street seemed to have dissolved.

He was on a call with his wife.

Vee swallowed hard. She was not supposed to feel anything. She had allowed herself to forget what she was.

The other woman.

The disruption.

The home wrecker.

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