Undressed By The Mafia God novel Chapter 550

Chapter 550: You Will Not Win This

"True. Vee is your sister. She will choose you over me a hundred times over." Luca admitted. "But Marco?" he shook his head. "No. You will not win this, Val. Not this fight you have begun."

"You will tell them?"

Luca stared at her as if she had insulted him. "God, no. No. I will not hurt my wife like that. She has been through enough...She is pregnant and fragile. She would probably kill me herself if she heard me call her fragile. Saves you the stress uhn?" he chuckled slightly at the thought of his pregnant, angry wife.

"So I come with the first warning," Luca said. "Be sure this path you have chosen is the one you want to walk on."

"You are the cancer in this family," she said. "You will not go until everyone is dead. Don’t you think it is time for you to cut yourself out and let the family have peace?"

"You are wrong," he said. "I saved this family. I saved this family with my blood, my sweat, my pride. You included. You ungrateful little piece of shit."

Her grip closed around the hidden gun. "I urge you to do some thinking."

"I did. It is not my fault whatever losses we have suffered. Its not my fault. The only crime I have committed against you," he said, "is falling in love with your sister. That is all. It is quite amazing...that what drew me to her aside from her beauty was the way she loved you. The way she protected you. The way she sacrificed for you. Her loyalty to you was proof that she was made to be Donna. My Donna."

Valentina’s eyes burned because he was right. Damn him, he was right. Vee had fought for her. Which is why she was fighting for her in return now. If she didn’t do anything, no one would.

"So tell me, what’s your plan here?"

"Does this line of questioning work on your so-called enemies?" Valentina asked. Her voice was steadier than she felt.

Still, she refused to crumble.

"You think I am just going to spill my guts?" she asked.

Luca watched her for a moment then he stood slowly. He put his hands in his pockets, and somehow became more dangerous for it. "You want me out of the way."

Valentina said nothing. She could deny it, but the lie would sit badly between them. Luca would hear it before it fully left her mouth.

"Let me make it easy for you," he continued. "The only way I will be leaving my wife, my child, no matter where I am...is if I am in a box, dead."

Valentina’s grip tightened around the gun.

"So I suggest you lift that gun you have hidden right now and shoot me."

Her breath stopped.

Luca’s gaze returned to her face. "That, Valentina, is the only way you will be getting rid of me."

Valentina’s fingers trembled around the gun. She could not shoot him. God help her, even after everything, she knew that she couldn’t do that to either Vee or Marco.

Not when Vee loved him with every piece of herself. Then the front door opened.

"Val!" Vee’s voice cut through the living room like salvation.

Valentina dropped the gun so quickly it nearly slipped from her hand. She pushed it back beneath the bar edge and turned towards her sister’s voice. "I’m in here!" she called.

Vee entered the living room moments later and stopped when she saw Luca. "You said you would be thirty minutes later."

"I changed my mind," he said.

Vee walked forward and kissed his cheek. Luca bent slightly to accept the kiss, his hand brushing Vee’s waist. Vee’s eyes softened when she looked at him.

I know.

And now I can hurt you just as easily as you can hurt me.

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