I Don't Want His Fake Love Anymore

Carina's POV

I looked up at Andrea Pietranera, my husband and the Don of the Pietranera Famiglia, and flashed a perfect smile. "I'm so happy, Andrea—I really am."

I didn't bother to expose Andrea. I only needed to endure two more days, after which I would disappear forever.

Andrea draped his coat over my bare shoulders after dinner, picked me up in his embrace, and carried me to the passenger seat. He then leaned down and gently kissed me at the corner of my lips.

If it had been before tonight's dinner, I might have responded to him enthusiastically, but now, I just felt disgusted. I turned away slightly and dodged his kiss. I suddenly felt a square plastic wrapper as I braced my hand on the passenger seat.

Andrea's expression shifted drastically as soon as I picked it up. He quickly snatched the square plastic wrapper—a condom—from my hand.

His face turned pale as he scrambled for an explanation. "I-It belongs to Arturo. He borrowed my car two days ago to pick up his girlfriend. How dare that bastard actually leave this kind of thing in my car! I'm beating his ass the next time I see him!"

I finally spoke up after a long while. "It's alright. You can just tell him to pay more attention next time."

I couldn't help but feel a wave of nausea rise in my throat as I watched his panicked attempt at a cover-up. I couldn't even bring myself to think about what Andrea and Emilia Bianchi—his precious assistant—had done in this car, right here on this seat.

I pushed open the door and stumbled out of the car, unable to stand being inside it any longer. "I have some things to take care of, so I'll be back later."

I fled the scene in a hurry. I was wandering through the streets of Sicanoria when my phone suddenly buzzed with a message from Andrea. "You should come home early. I'm waiting at home for you, Carina."

I couldn't summon the courage to click on the message even as the screen went dark.

I had met Emilia before. She had just graduated from university and had only recently started her internship at one of the Pietranera Famiglia's companies. I had gone to see Andrea at work two months earlier and caught him yelling furiously at Emilia, calling her blind for mistaking the shredder for a scanner.

Emilia looked at him with wide, teary eyes, biting her lip helplessly.

Arturo Costa, Andrea's Underboss, was present as well. He chuckled lightly as he tried to defuse the situation. "Emilia is still getting used to the job, so don't be so hard on her, Don Pietranera."

Emilia looked at Andrea with an aggrieved expression, tears streaming down her face.

Andrea snapped impatiently, "If you're going to cry, beat it and do it at home!"

I was afraid Andrea would say something even more hurtful, so I stepped forward to smooth things over. His anger vanished, and his eyes instantly filled with gentle affection the moment he saw me.

Arturo seized the opportunity to usher Emilia out of Andrea's office.

I reminded Andrea afterward, saying, "That young lady seems pretty naive. You'd better make sure she stays away from Arturo. He's a total womanizer."

Arturo was notorious for being a womanizer in the Famiglia, never seen with the same woman twice.

Andrea scoffed dismissively. "What do you mean by naive? She's just plain dumb! She's out the door the second her three-month internship ends!"

Yet, three months later, Andrea not only kept Emilia around but also got her pregnant.