All Chapters of MR. MAFIA ACHILLES HEEL: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

The next morning, Lucas woke up with the light of the sun caressing the curtains with its golden rays. His emerald eyes peeled open, and the first thing that greeted his sight was the beautiful face of his wife.‘His wife,’ Lucas repeated in his head, liking the sound of it. She slept peacefully, facing him, and their legs were draped across each other's.Lucas's eyes gleamed with affection as he watched her sleeping form. He felt a blissful feeling welling up in his chest. Suddenly, he had the urge to sleep next to her every day and wake up beside her the next morning. He wanted to have days like this with her every single day of his life.After leaving Ace behind in the study room last night, Lucas entered his room, and seeing Kate lying peacefully on his bed made him want to join her and sleep next to her while holding her in his arms. And that was exactly what he did.It didn’t take him long to fall asleep when the warmth of her body melted with his and lured him to sleep. ‘Was he

“Is the sun rising from the west today?” Ace said as he entered the kitchen and saw Lucas wearing an apron, mixing something in a bowl while the chef stood by, giving him instructions. Ace raised his eyebrows. “What are you doing?" he asked curiously.Lucas was not the type to set foot in the kitchen. Ace had never seen him enter the kitchen since his parents' demise. He hated going near this place, so Ace couldn't understand why he was there or what he was trying to do.“Good morning, Sir Ace. Master is learning how to make porridge soup," the chef said, and Ace nodded in understanding.Then his eyes widened in realization, and he snapped his head toward Lucas. "What?” he exclaimed. "You want to learn how to cook, but why?” Ace asked, his tone filled with disbelief."Why? Am I not allowed to learn?” Lucas said without removing his eyes from what he was doing. His shirt sleeves were rolled up as he diced the vegetables and onions effortlessly.Ace’s mouth hung open. He couldn't help

Kate sat on the bed, her knees pulled up to her chest, arms wrapped around them. Her head was bowed, her face half-hidden behind her knees, and a soft, broken sob slipped from her lips. Her entire body trembled, as though the memories she’d just shared with Lucas were too heavy for her to bear.Lucas, who was seated a small distance from her, watched her, his heart twisting painfully at the sight. The way her body trembled, the way her fingers gripped her knees like she was holding herself together—it broke him. He wanted to reach out his hands, to pull Kate back into his arms, but he hesitated.His chest tightened with regret. He had asked her about her past, but now he regretted ever asking her that. He wasn't sure if he deserved to know about her past if it caused her so much pain. He dragged a long breath out, his voice spilling out her name softly, “Kate…” It was all he could manage to say.Then he watched as she shifted slightly on the bed. “When I woke up… I found myself in the

“What about now?” Lucas asked, and when Kate cast him a confused look, he explained, “What does he mean to you now?""Umm…” Kate paused, letting his question hang in the air for a while as she collected her thoughts. ‘What does Matteo mean to her now?’Her mind drifted back to the memories she’d shared with Matteo— the late-night conversations, the laughter, the tears they had shared together when Matteo had lost his mother. The way her heart used to flutter softly in her chest when he was around her or smiled at her.As she reflected on her feelings, Kate realized that her feelings for Matteo had evolved over time. She had a crush on him ever since he saved her from those bullies at school. And she’d tried letting him know back then that he meant more to her. But Matteo always treated her like a sister; he made her feel he considered her nothing more than a best friend.Kate could vividly remember the conversation she had overheard at Matteo's house with his mother. “Do you like her?

Morning sun spilled gently into Lucas's room, and he stirred awake, feeling weight on his hand. He opened his eyes slowly, and there she was: his wife, sleeping peacefully beside him.Kate's head rested on his outstretched hand, and her breaths were soft and even in sleep. A grin spread across his lips as he watched her, and looking at her asleep, he wondered what he’d done right in life to deserve this moment.After watching her breathe against him for a while, Lucas gently lifted her head from his hand and placed her on the pillow; his movements slow and gentle. Then his hands moved around her waist, holding her in place.As Lucas gazed at her sleeping face, his mind wandered to the question she’d asked him last night, and the smile slid off his face. She had asked him a simple question, yet it had been so difficult for him to give her an answer. What was he supposed to say to her?Tell her everything? No. He couldn't do that. He didn't have the courage to show her his fears, nor di