All Chapters of The Mafia Don's Secret : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

MATEOThe phone buzzed in my hand, and I answered without thinking. Dominic’s voice came through, low in a whisper. “Bruno wasn’t the one behind the men.”I sat up straight. “What?” “We roughed him up, threatened him to talk, but he wouldn’t say a word about who he met today. If Bruno was in on it, he would’ve cracked.”I exhaled sharply, running a hand through my hair. If it wasn’t Bruno, then who the hell was it?“Since you said it’s not Renzetti, and from our attack, it’s not Bruno either, then you’re right. There’s someone else in the picture.”“I’ll figure that out soon.”The call ended, but the words stuck with me. I tossed the phone onto the nightstand and laid back, staring at the ceiling. My mind raced with countless thoughts, trying to place the pieces together. If not Bruno… then who? Renzetti’s name floated in my head, but something inside me refused to pin it on him. He had power, sure. But he shouldn’t know I had eyes on him this close.Damn it. I clenched my jaw. I

MATEOWhen Bruno left the room, I couldn’t help but feel a twinge of discomfort. I’ve known Bruno for a long time and he was not the kind of guy to retreat from a fight or in this case a confrontation which made me believe that something was definitely up with him.Also, I now knew for a fact that he was desperate.Desperate people tend to do stupid things, and I couldn’t shake the feeling that Bruno was hiding something from me. He might look all innocent, but trust me, I know him more than that.I shifted my gaze to Dominic who’s been standing still for long even after Bruno left. “Are you just going to keep standing there, or are you going to make yourself comfortable?”He walked to my desk, sitting on the same chair Bruno had sat. “You know, I’ve been meaning to ask you this for a long time now.”“I’m listening.”“I know you did say you and Bruno haven’t been quite the cool Mafia guys, but then...” He paused, as if searching for any reaction. “Don’t you think we should give him a

CLARAI stirred, slowly opening my eyes and immediately realized that I was wrapped in Mateo’s arms. It startled me because I never expected to wake up in such an intimate position. Our arrangement was strictly contractual, a practical understanding, not a meeting of hearts. However, there I was, lying against him as if we had shared an intimate experience. I untangled myself from him and sat up slowly.I could make out the light of dawn filtering through the curtains and tried to remember how the night had ended. I had been so tired that I called it an early night after having dinner. Although; Christopher might have also contributed to that. I was getting spoiled by his mouth-watering meals.I threw my legs over the bed and finally stood up. I stopped for a moment and glanced at Mateo’s sleeping form. I didn’t hear him come in last night and wondered if I should say something to him. I shook off the thought and headed to the bathroom. I dressed silently, the fresh morning air makin

MATEOI was not a restless person.No, I was far from that. Now why on earth have I been feeling uneasy all day?I had myself convinced that it was because of how I acted out of character yesterday but even I knew that was bullshit.The only reason why I felt like this was because I knew that Clara was currently alone with Dominic and I hated that.I hated the close relationship and no matter how hard I tried to ignore it, it kept getting on my nerves. Constantly.As if I had conjured him, Dominic walked into my office with a smug look on his face.“Why are you looking at me like you know something I don’t?” I asked, struggling to keep the frown off my face.“Enough with the act, Mateo. I know you have questions for me and I’m here to answer them so ask anyway,” he replied.“I don’t have any questions for you and I would prefer it if you go back to work,” I told him but he ignored my words and sat down anyway.I sighed. “Since you seem to have so much time on your hands lately. How

CLARAIt was late afternoon before Lucaa and I said goodbye to each other at the coffee shop when I returned to the house.I was greeted by Christopher at the door.“Hi, Christopher,” I greeted.“Hello, Ms. Clara. You were gone before I had breakfast ready,” he said.I smiled at him and said, “I apologize. I had to meet with my friend at our spot.”“The coffee shop?” he inquired and I nodded. “I hope you at least got something to eat,” he added.“Yeah, I ordered a muffin with my coffee at the cafe,” I replied.Christopher shook his head. “No, that won’t do. You need more than a single muffin and I’ve got just the right thing for you.”He grabbed my hand and dragged me towards the kitchen.“Sit,” he ordered, pointing to the high stool by the kitchen island.I took a seat and asked, “Don’t you think it’s too late for breakfast?”“I know, that’s why I’m going to serve you lunch,” he replied. “You have more than just yourself to think about so you need to eat well.”“But I am eating well