Page 16 of Mafia Boss's Baby Surprise

Or we could move away and find new staff, or Julia will have to stay so she can keep going to college, and then I’m going to be even more alone than ever.

Not even she can always succeed in making me feel like I’m not alone in this world, but without her, I’d be completely lost.

Will the universe take everything from me eventually? I don’t know, but if going to Purple Pleasure will give me one more memorable night, I’m all for it.

It’s a shame I don’t have Luca’s number or a way to contact him—through Julia, of course—because I’d love to see him again, but I doubt he feels the same way. He’s probably already hooking up with another girl.

I grit my teeth. Just thinking about some girl’s hands all over him and his mouth on her... It makes me both angry and sick to my stomach.

“Hey, are you okay?” Julia furrows her brow. “I know you’re worried about your father, but everything’s going to be okay. I’ll have his schedule, and maybe even the schedule for that dinner. You know my dad always gets those things among the first.”

I bob my head. Telling her that I’m jealous of some unknown girl because of a guy who’s not even mine would make her think I’ve finally lost my mind.

Is hooking up always so hard? Or is it just me who can’t let go? Luca probably hasn’t thought about me once since I left. I should get him out of my mind too.

“I have to go,” Julia says. “I have to go shopping.”

“You too?”

“Yeah. You need clothes.”

“Wait, what?” First my mother wants me to get clothes I don’t want, and now Julia is about to do the same.

“I’m sorry, but Purple Pleasure has a dress code. You don’t have anything that fits. We don’t want them to kick you out.”

I groan. “Right. But will you tell me what that club is about? The name sounds a little... suspicious.”

Purple Pleasure? I doubt we’re going there to eat tasty food or drink purple cocktails.

“It’s a surprise.” Julia winks. “You’re going to love it. I promise!”

I just shake my head at her and smile.

Maybe Purple Pleasure can make me forget all about Luca.

If that’s even possible.

Julia claims you never forget your first, and I’m torn between wanting to remember forever and forgetting. I don’t want to forget, but I don’t want to think about it every damn second of the day either.

I guess I’ll have to find a healthy middle ground.

CHAPTER6

Luca

I stareat the images of the woman with shoulder-length dark brown hair and dark brown eyes who gave birth to me. Not even once has she come to see me or tried to get in touch with me.

I don’t give a fuck. She can do whatever the fuck she wants, but only for as long as it doesn’t affect me in any way.

Why is she meeting with Marcello Valentino? What’s her goal? And why would he agree to meet with her? She’s just the leader of a fallen bratva, or whatever the fuck is left of it. Marcello has no use for her, or does he?

The information about Marya that Alessandro sent me doesn’t reveal much. I’m still pissed because there could’ve been more if I had been the one to watch her. Alessandro should’ve told me about her. Now it’s too late, and I have to work with what I have.

I click through the photos. There aren’t many of them, and most are blurry. Marya is very good at evading anyone who wants to track her down, and when they do, she disappears before they can do anything except snap a photo.

Sometimes, they don’t even get to do that. They just claim they saw her, but without any proof, it could’ve been any woman who looks like her.

The bright neon sign behind Marya’s back in one of the photos catches my eye. It’s blurry, but it looks like the name of some kind of bar. Since I know the city where the photo was taken, it shouldn’t be too hard to find a match.

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