Page 103 of Secret Baby for the Mafia Prince

“I used to drink with a lot of people. One of them happens to be Mateo’s man. He was drunk and began rambling about it last night at the bar.”

I raise my brows, silently questioning why she was at the bar.

“I only went to catch up with some friends. I wasn’t drinking, I promise.”

“Where the fuck did he say they are?”

“In Mateo’s home. It sounds like Gianna is being forced to stay with him. He said something about kidnapping the kid to get her to surrender.”

Oh fuck!

I grab my keys off the counter. My daughter needs me now. Fuck, Gianna needs me, too!

“Where the hell do you think you’re going?” Bianca says, holding my arm.

“To fucking get my woman and my daughter.”

“Are you crazy?” She lets go of my arm. “Mateo will have a fucking army waiting for you. He has a significant number of mafia gangs working with him.”

I just might be in need of Bianca’s help more than I think I do. “How are you sure of that?”

“He has bought them over. He had taken over the game when you were away. Mateo is stronger than you think.”

“I can’t stay here and do nothing.”

“See, this is why you need me, Luca. Being away from the city for so long makes me almost invisible here. I’ll help you get all the information you need on him.”

I hear a knock on the door.

“Be careful, Bianca.”

“I can take care of myself.”

We both walk to the door and she surprises me as she pulls me into a hug.

“Stay alive, brother.”

I take in the smell of her hair, hit by the sense of nostalgia. Things were simpler and much easier when we were younger. “Be safe.”

She nods as she pulls away from me and takes the doorknob. “I’ll call you.”

Vito is by the door as she opens it. They share a gaze for a moment before she walks away.

He nods a greeting to her. “I have all of them here, Boss.”

“Good. Give me your phone.” I’ll fucking fish out thisratto(rat).

He stares at me, confused for a moment, as he hands his phone to me. I take my phone out of my pocket and dial the number that had called me earlier on his. We both walk out to the compound.

I see Bianca driving out.

Good. I don’t want her to see any of this.

The open space has my men standing a distance apart. There’s ten of them. They are standing in a straight line. The phone rings as I call it.

“One of you here is aratto.” I walk closer to them. “I’ll find out who it is.”

No one answers.

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