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The Mafia's Nanny 328
328Gianna’s POV I noticed him before I even stepped out of the office—leaning casually against the wall near the elevators, scrolling through his phone like he had nowhere better to be. But I knew better. Matteo was never just somewhere. If he was here, it was because he wanted to be.I sighed, tightening my grip on my bag as I walked past him toward the elevator. I could feel his eyes on me before he even spoke.“Working late again, boss?”I ignored him and pressed the elevator button.He stepped closer. Not close enough to touch, but close enough that I felt it. “You keep this up, and people are gonna think you’re a workaholic.”I exhaled. “That’s because I am a workaholic.”The elevator dinged open, and I stepped inside. He followed without hesitation.I shot him a look. “You don’t even live in my building.”“No, but I do have a car in the garage,” he said smoothly. “You know, like a normal person.”I crossed my arms, staring at the numbers lighting up on the panel. “You waiting
The Mafia's Nanny 327
327Gianna’s POV I noticed.Of course, I did.The thing about Matteo was that he had never been subtle. Not when he wanted something. Not when he wanted me.So, when little things started happening—the things no one else would’ve picked up on—I knew exactly who was behind them.Like when my coffee order was already on my desk before I even made it to the office.Or when the stack of paperwork I had been dreading mysteriously disappeared from my inbox, only for Lila to mention later that Matteo had “offered” to take some extra work off my plate.Or when I worked through lunch, only to have a protein bar appear on my desk. No note. No explanation. Just there.I pretended not to notice.But I did.And I hated that I did.I stepped into my office, juggling my phone, a tablet, and the general frustration of being awake before eight a.m.And there it was.A coffee cup.I stared at it.The logo from the café down the street was unmistakable.So was the exact way I took my coffee.Medium. Tw
The Mafia's Nanny 326
326Gianna’s POV Forgiving him should be easy.But it isn’t.It’s messy. It’s complicated. It’s a battlefield in my mind, where every step forward is met with a reminder of why I built these walls in the first place.I sat at my desk, staring at the half-written email on my screen. A simple reply to a client, something I could normally do in my sleep, but my mind wasn’t here. It was stuck on him.Matteo.I hated that he had this effect on me.That he could say one thing—one brutally honest, open-hearted thing—and suddenly, I was unraveling.I slammed my laptop shut, rubbing my temples.I needed air.I grabbed my coat and left my office, striding down the hall with purpose. If I stayed in that room any longer, I’d drive myself insane.As I walked, my phone vibrated in my pocket. I pulled it out, heart skipping a beat when I saw the name.Matteo.I hesitated.I could ignore it. Pretend I was too busy.But my fingers moved before my brain could catch up, and suddenly, I was answering.“
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325Gianna’s POVI had every intention of avoiding him today.Really, I did.But Matteo had a way of ruining my best-laid plans. It started with a simple meeting—one I couldn’t get out of. He sat across from me, tapping his pen against the table, his eyes flicking to mine every few minutes. I ignored him. Or at least, I tried toThen there was lunch. I walked into the office kitchen, and there he was, leaning against the counter, stirring sugar into his coffee like he knew I’d be there.“Gianna,” he greeted, far too casually.I exhaled. “Matteo.”He smirked. “Good to see you.”I grabbed my coffee, turned on my heel, and walked right back out.But then came the real problem—when I was finally alone in my office, attempting to regain some semblance of peace. That was when he knocked.I could have ignored it but I didn’t.“Come in,” I called, already regretting it.Matteo stepped inside, shutting the door behind him. That was my second mistake because the moment he closed the door, I kne
The Mafia's Nanny 324
324Gianna’s POV I should’ve gone home hours ago.Instead, I was sitting in my office, blinking at my laptop screen, while my brain slowly melted into useless mush.The fluorescent lights buzzed softly overhead. The building was nearly empty, the usual hum of conversation replaced by silence. It was late. Too late.And yet, somehow, I wasn’t alone.Matteo was still here.Because of course he was.I could hear him through the open door of my office, tapping away at his keyboard like some kind of overachiever. He was supposed to have left hours ago, but he was still here, still working. Or maybe just finding another excuse to get under my skin.Either way, I was too tired to care.I rubbed my temples, forcing myself to focus on the numbers on the screen. One last report. One last email. Then I could go home, crawl into bed, and forget this day ever happened.A yawn crept up my throat, but I stifled it.“Still alive in there, boss?”I groaned, tilting my head back against my chair. “Bar
The Mafia's Nanny 323
323Gianna POVThe worst part was, I knew it was going to happen.It was inevitable.Matteo had always been funny—annoyingly so. He had this way of slipping humor into moments when I least expected it, making me laugh even when I didn’t want to.And now? Now he wasn’t even trying to be his usual cocky, persistent self.He was just there. Existing in my space. Acting normal.It was throwing me off.Because for weeks, I had been bracing myself for the full Matteo treatment—the relentless flirting, the smug little comments, the infuriating confidence. But instead, I got this version of him.Quieter. More patient. Still infuriating, but in a way I didn’t entirely hate.And then, of course, I had to go and ruin everything by laughing at his damn joke.It happened in the break room of all places. I had gone in for a much-needed coffee, barely holding on after a brutal morning of meetings. It was one of those days where everything felt heavier than it should have, where even the smallest inc
The Mafia's Nanny 322
322Matteo’s POV Losing was never something I handled well.I grew up winning. Winning arguments. Winning people over. Winning her.But this? This wasn’t something I could win with charm or persistence.Gianna wasn’t some deal I could negotiate or some puzzle I could solve if I just tried hard enough.She was a person. A person I had hurt. And if I wanted any chance of having her in my life again, I had to stop trying to fix things my way and actually start listening.So, for once, I shut up.I stopped pushing. Stopped crowding her space, stopped making every interaction a challenge. And instead? I focused on being better.Not for her. Not to get her back.For me.It wasn’t like the shift happened overnight.I still wanted to reach for her every time I saw her. Still wanted to flirt, to test the boundaries between us, to make her feel something. But I didn’t.Instead, I started paying attention.To how tired she looked after back-to-back meetings. To the way she rubbed her temples wh
The Mafia's Nanny 321
321Matteo’s POV Work events were always the same.Expensive suits. Polished smiles. The kind of fake enthusiasm that made my skin itch. I usually got through them with a drink in my hand and a carefully measured level of small talk. But tonight?Tonight, my attention was locked on one thing and one thing only.Gianna.She stood across the room, poised and composed in a sleek black dress that made my brain short-circuit. She was talking to some executive from finance, her smile polite but distant.Classic CEO mode.I wondered if she knew I was here yet. If she could feel me watching her the way I always did.She hadn’t spoken to me since the elevator. Since I’d laid out my cards and told her exactly what I planned to do.I’d meant every word.And if I had any doubts, they vanished the second her eyes flickered in my direction.There it was. That hesitation. That awareness. Yeah. She still felt it too.I made my way through the crowd, nodding and exchanging the usual pleasantries on m
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320Matteo POVSome men would take a hint.Luckily, I wasn’t some men.I’d spent the past three weeks testing every possible angle with Gianna—banter, persistence, patience—but she was still treating me like a stranger. Like we hadn’t spent years wrapped up in each other’s lives. Like I was just another employee in this company she built from the ground up.It was driving me insane.But today, I had a feeling.I didn’t believe in fate or luck or any of that crap, but something told me that today was my shot.So I took it.I waited until the last meeting of the day, when the exhaustion was fresh in her bones and her defenses were a little lower. As everyone filed out, I fell into step beside her, casually like I wasn’t very intentionally blocking her path.“Matteo, you’re in my way,” she muttered, adjusting the strap of her bag over her shoulder.I smirked. “I think you mean I’m in your head.”She shot me a sharp look. “Get over yourself.”I leaned in slightly, lowering my voice just f
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