Koroleva: A dark mafia romance. From enemies to lovers and arranged marriage. (The Between mafias series Book 1) by ROSE GATE

Koroleva: A dark mafia romance. From enemies to lovers and arranged marriage. (The Between mafias series Book 1) by ROSE GATE

Author:ROSE GATE [GATE, ROSE]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-05-30T18:30:00+00:00


31

On the playing field

Massimo Capuleto advanced toward me, took me by the shoulders, and pressed his lips, covered by that thin mustache, against my cheeks.

I clutched the purse against my side, not wanting him to see the weapon that had been in my hands seconds before.

Could they be the kisses of Judas? It seemed too much of a coincidence that he entered just a few minutes after me. What if my father-in-law was the person driving the black car and the same one who shot at me?

I felt a lash in my spine as soon as he stepped away. His gaze conveyed nothing to me, neither cold nor warmth, just mistrust.

I twisted my neck to see if someone was accompanying him. There was no one behind him. It struck me as odd. Massimo always had his men following him.

"Looking for someone, dear?" he asked, following the direction of my eyes.

"I thought you came with someone."

"If you mean my men, they're waiting in their car; when I come to play, I leave them out." So they were there. "Did you come with Romeo?"

"No," I replied quickly, "his son is out riding motorcycles with Adriano. You know, father-son day, they needed their space."

"I see," he narrowed his eyes. "And I heard you came to have lunch with Davencroft? I didn’t know you knew each other."

The man next to me was stiff as a board. No wonder he was sweating up to his brow. Nobody wanted to cross Massimo Capuleto.

"The world is a small place," I responded cryptically.

"And how do you know each other?" he insisted. I fixed my pupils on the eyes of the stranger hoping he would help me out, I had no damn idea who he was or what might connect us. Dressed like that, he could even own a funeral home.

"His... His daughter-in-law once came to my law firm, some time ago," he intervened, saving my neck. A lawyer, I should have guessed, his stance reeked of a litigator.

"Exactly," I snapped my fingers. "She needed the services of a lawyer, I heard about him and, on one of my visits to Spain, I came to see him."

"Curious," my father-in-law pondered without letting me finish.

"Why?" I questioned, pursing my lips. "His references were excellent."

"And they still are," my father-in-law continued, "only Davencroft is a matrimonial lawyer and, as far as I know, you weren't married yet..."

"Shit! I didn’t calculate that."

"It wasn’t for me, it was for my mother," I blurted out quickly. She was the only one in my family who had been married until she became a widow.

"Your mother?"

"Yes, my parents went through a terrible crisis," I improvised, "and she considered divorcing a few months before my father passed away. In the end, everything calmed down, and we didn't need Davencroft to go ahead with the divorce papers."

"And months later your father died," he commented, dragging out the words. Was he suggesting that I had something to do with that? No, he couldn't be.

"Yes, exactly," I replied tersely.

"Life can be so tragic.



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