Page 91 of Secret Baby for the Mafia Prince

Chapter twenty-five

Luca

I run my fingers around the rim of the wine glass as I stare at the empty space in the bar. It’s been almost a day since Bianca left.

She has no idea that I sent Vito to watch over her. He had told me the name of the hotel she had stayed in but I’m trying to be patient with her. I don’t want to ruin anything further. I’ve fucked up already and I’m fucking scared of ruining everything completely. I’ll give her the space she needs. As long as I don’t lose her.

The whiskey burns my throat as I take another shot. Stealing the Mancinis shipment didn’t help one fucking bit to ease my anger. Gianna has still kept my daughter away from me and she’s probably with that fucking asshole. He is starting to take up more of my head space than I intended. More than the Mancinis do, actually.

“Arghh!” I yell, as I smash the glass against the wall in anger. The thoughts of Mateo having my child, and Gianna in his arms—fucking her—drive me insane. I claimed her first. Gianna belongs to me.

The wall has a wet stain with liquid sliding down. Broken pieces of glass settle on the floor, scattered around. I walk away from the counter feeling even more pissed than I was a few minutes ago. I’m about to lose everything to that fucking bastard.

A knock lands on the door as I begin to walk into the hallway. “I said no one should disturb me. What the fuck do you want?” I turn to stare at the door.

It opens wide, with Sterling walking in. “I’m sorry, Boss, but someone is here to see you.”

“I’m seeing no one right now.” I turn my back to him, prepared to retire to my room.

“It’s a Mancini. Gianna.”

My legs halt as I almost begin to take a step. “Gianna?”

“Yes, Boss,” he nods.

Why is she here? Is this another plan of theirs?

“Send her in.” I turn back to the door as Sterling exits and Gianna walks in.

Her amber eyes are glaring at me as she gazes at me with a disgruntled look. She’s so fucking hot when she’s angry.

Damn, I need to get it together.Why do I always lose myself around her?

“Did you do it?” she growls, as she walks further into the house.

Sterling tries to stop her but I wave him off instead. He shuts the door behind him.

“You have some nerve coming back in here.”

“Fucking answer me, Luca.”

Her fists are balled by her side, like she’s prepared for a fight.

“Did Giovanni send you here? Where is my daughter?”

Gianna’s shirt hugs her breasts in the right amount to reveal their perfectly rounded shape and size. Her curves are prominent in the blue jeans she has on. It makes me want to rip them off and touch her bare skin. Taste her with my tongue gliding down her soft, beautiful skin.

I should be fucking mad at her but my dick is winning the war with my head… yet again.

“Answer me!” Her brows are drawn together in rage as her voice rises. She stops walking towards me, standing in the center of the room.

I slide my fingers into my pockets and cover the distance between us in two long strides. Who the fuck does she think she is to yell at me in my own home?

I leave some space between us as I look her in the eyes. “You have the guts to walk into my house and fucking yell at me?”

She doesn’t break the gaze, still standing in that position. Her confidence intrigues me. Fuck...I’m turned on by it.

“All I want is a fucking answer.”

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