Page 8 of Secret Baby for the Mafia Prince

“Anna,” Giovanni calls as he closes the distance between us.

Fucking Christ.

“Are you following me?”

No one knows about Luca’s secret home on the next street, except for me, and I almost led my brother there.

Shit.

“No.”

“Then why are you here?” I ask, mad at him.

“I tried to check on you in the house but you were gone. I knew I would find you here but I also wanted to be sure you’re safe.”

I let out a sharp hiss. “I’m not a kid anymore, Vianni; stop worrying about me. I can take care of myself.”

“I–”

“I really want to be alone tonight.” I stop him from talking, interrupting him first. “Please let me have this,” I breathe.

Giovanni swallows a gulp, nodding his head in response. “I’m sorry. Just be safe, Anna.”

He walks back to his car and I watch him zoom off.

That was so damn close. He could have found out tonight. I double-check my back to see if I’m being followed as I walk to Luca’s place.

The door opens before I knock and I enter to meet a stern gaze.

Luca is angry and I have no idea why. He doesn’t hold me or kiss me as he pushes me to rest on the door. He is breathing heavily with a tense jaw.

I swallow nervously, afraid of what’s about to happen next.

“How?” he grunts at me. “How did you find out about my truck?”

I stare at him, confused and at a loss for words.

“What do you mean, Luca?”

“I caught your father’s man today and he told me everything, so you better start fucking talking.”

Oh, fuck.

Chapter three

Luca

Gianna’s lips quiver as she stares at me, afraid. I’m holding myself back from tightening my grip on her wrist. Even though I’m furious at her family, I would never hurt her.

“Tell me the truth, Gianna.”

She tries to free her wrist but I don’t let her.

“I swear, Luca, I don’t know what you are talking about.”

I grab her other wrist and pin both her arms to the door above her head. She is breathing heavily and, for a moment, my eyes stop on her protruding tits. They are perfectly round in her oversized shirt. Watching her chest heave fills my head with wild thoughts of burying her breasts in my mouth. There are so many other things I want to do with her.

I’m losing concentration already and I can’t keep the act going much longer. A part of me believes she really had no idea. I’ve known Giovanni to keep his little sister out of our dirty business.

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