Chapter 62

Luca’s POV

Pure fury rushed through my veins. I know that he is not making demands of me. “Excuse me?”, I growled. “You heard me, Luca. We need to talk. About you and your little wife”, he said maliciously. “Then fucking speak”, I hissed. “Oh, not here. It’s a business matter. We don’t discuss that in front of women now, do we?”, he taunted. “My wife will be present for any meeting that involves her, either directly, or indirectly”, I growled lowly.

The threat that laced my voice must have been heard, because Robert’s eyes grew wide, before crinkling. “Very well then”, he sneered. Robert stood up and led the way out of the kitchen towards the downstairs office. I bent to pick up Marabella but she stopped me and shook her head. She doesn’t want my uncle to know the extent of her injuries. I can see it in her eyes.

I must say, I am proud of her. She had caught on quickly that Robert may in fact be an enemy, and he shouldn’t see any weakness from either of us. I held her eyes, and nodded in understanding. I wrapped my arm around her waist to support her, though on the outside it was a normal occurrence, the way that I held her.

I could feel more reliance on her end, than normal, but it was not something noticeable to the naked eye. “You are the strongest woman I know”, I whispered in her ear, as we followed behind Robert. As we entered the office, Robert headed straight for the chair behind the desk. Some sentences are incomplete if you are not reading this novel on * .net. Visit to read the complete chapters for free. “I don’t fucking think so”, I growled, stopping him in his tracks. I led my wife around the desk, and pulled her into my lap as I sat down.

“What is it that is so important that you won’t leave my fucking house?”, I questioned. “Frankie has painted a target on your wife’s back. A bounty on her head”, he announced. Mara stiffened slightly on my lap. I immediately started stroking her leg to calm her. “And where did you get that information?”, I questioned. “I have my resources”, he taunted. “Ones that you better start spilling”, I growled darkly.

“Easy there, killer”, he smirked. “If I reveal them, then I can no longer use them as an informant because we both know you will snatch him off the streets and question him”, Robert countered. I growled under my breath. “What other information did he give you?”, I asked. “Franky wants you to step down”, he said. I laughed, “Over my dead fucking body”, I sneered. “Or your wife’s”, he grinned, before turning and walking from the room.

Rage rushed through my veins, I tried hard to reign it in so that I didn’t take it out on Marabella. If I was to stand up and follow that dick to punch him, my wife would be jarred by the motion and hurt. My arms wrapped around her as I buried my face in her neck, “He won’t touch”, I uttered.

“We need to come up with a plan”, she whispered. “I know, bambina”, I muttered. “Do you think we should have killed Antonio instead of sending him back to Franky?”, she asked softly. Fuck, now she thinks this is her fault because of her decision. “No, Mia Regina (My Queen). I think you made the right call. This isn’t your fault. I promise”, I assured her, with a squeeze.

Mara sighed, and her shoulders went slack. “Remember, I told you the day I married you that I married you that you would be in danger, baby girl. None of this is your fault”, I whispered, stroking her hair. “I know you did, Luca. I just can’t help but feel that it is my fault. I mean, he just wanted to keep us from having kids at first. Now, there is a bounty on my head. Seems like it’s my fault”, she uttered, shaking her head, and trying to escape my hold.

I let her stand, and watched her closely. She started to limp as she paced the room. “Mara”, I called out softly. Mara continued to pace and mumble under her breath. I stood and blocked Mara’s path. “This is not your fault. He would have wanted this whether you let Antonio go or killed him”, I stated. I cupped her cheeks and made her look at me. “We will figure this out”, I murmured, before capturing her lips.

I entwined my fingers in her hair and gripped at her roots. Mara moaned, making goosebumps spread across my skin. She doesn’t need to blame herself. So, if I need to distract her, I will. I wrapped my arm around her waist and picked her up. Mara’s legs immediately wrapped around my waist, tightly. I walked her over to the desk and gently sat her on it. I swiped the papers from the desk in one sweep and laid her back. I continued to kiss her hard, loving every reaction that came from her.

I broke the kiss to continue them down her jawline and throat. I nibbled at her neck, making her hips twitch against mine and her fingers dig into my back. “Luca”, she moaned. I bit a little harder, making her yelp. “Daddy”, she whined. “Much better, piccola”, I growled, kissing down her chest. I pushed her shirt up her stomach and put my soft kisses onto her silky smooth skin. “What are you doing?”, she asked breathlessly.

I smirked as I looked up at her from my position between her thighs. I grabbed ahold of her shorts and grinned. “Let me distract you for a moment, little one”, I muttered, as I yanked on the hem.