Undressed By The Mafia God novel Chapter 549

Chapter 549: You Call Me

"I have to go." Voss said. "We have already stayed too long. You know what to do if you feel unsafe."

Valentina nodded. Her throat had gone too tight for speech.

"If anything changes, you call me."

She nodded again.

"I will have you removed instantly. Okay?"

The word removed made her stomach twist. Removed from what?

Her marriage?

Her life?

Would she take Matteo and run while Marco woke to find his wife and son gone?

"Okay?" Voss pressed.

Valentina nodded once more. Voss gave her one final look, then turned away. Valentina stayed where she was, staring down at the toys in front of her. She had planned to buy something for Matteo.

Now she was not sure she wanted anything. Her heartbeat intensified. She could feel it in her throat, in her wrists. She needed to get out.

Valentina walked to the exit. She reached her car, settled Matteo into his seat, checked his straps twice, then got into the driver’s side. For a moment, she simply sat behind the wheel and inhaled deeply.

Go to Commissioned.

That was her first thought.

Go see Marco. Make sure he was okay.

But if Voss was right, she could not afford sudden behaviour. She had been doing well so far. She started the car and headed home.

By the time she arrived home, her hands were stiff around the steering wheel. She parked in the garage, shut off the engine, and sat for one final second in the silence.

Then Matteo made a soft impatient sound from the back seat. Valentina unbuckled herself, stepped out, and opened his door. She picked him up carefully, holding him close against her chest, his warm little body grounding her as she walked towards the house.

As soon as Valentina entered the living room, Luca was there, sitting on a single sofa. Terrifyingly at home in a house that was not his, which was very Luca. The man had the unsettling ability to make every room feel as though it had been waiting for him to occupy it.

"Hey, Val..."

She jumped almost out of her skin. Matteo startled against her chest and released a small protest, his little arms jerking.

"Luca..." Valentina forced herself to breathe, then quickly composed her face. "What are you doing here?"

Luca leaned back slightly, one ankle resting over the other knee. His eyes moved over her slowly. "You look afraid...Why?"

Her hand tightened on Matteo’s back. "I’m not afraid. You startled me."

"Need help with Matteo?" he asked.

Get rid of you.

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