Semua Bab My Mafia Pilot Boyfriend : Bab 11 - Bab 15

Lucy giggled, clearly having heard him. “That’s right, sweetheart. Don’t look so shocked.”Genevieve gave a slow nod of greeting, her eyes calm but curious. “You must be the Alex.”Alex swallowed hard. The room suddenly felt smaller, hotter. He could feel sweat prickling his neck.Damien sighed and leaned back in his chair, rubbing the bridge of his nose. “It’s not as complicated as it sounds.”“Could’ve fooled me,” Alex mumbled, then quickly caught himself. “I mean—sorry—I didn’t know you were… married. Twice.”Victoria chuckled. “Darling, in this family, ‘complicated’ is the air we breathe.”Lucy moved to sit beside Damien and wrapped an arm around his shoulder, leaning in with easy familiarity. “You didn’t tell him anything yet, huh?”“I was getting to it,” Damien muttered.Alex just stared, completely lost now. “So… you’re married. To two women. And… I’m here. Why?”Damien met his gaze with a serious look. “Because none of that changes what I want. Or who I want.”Alex’s breath ca

The sun had long dipped below the horizon by the time Alex and Damien returned from the boutique. The car rolled quietly through the private gates, tires crunching softly against the gravel driveway as the mansion came into view, its gothic silhouette bathed in moonlight. The journey home had been silent, filled with an unspoken tension that hung thick between them—neither uncomfortable nor hostile, just... heavy.As they entered through the grand foyer, Damien handed off the shopping bags to a waiting house staff member. "Make sure these are delivered to Alex's room," he said, his voice steady and calm.Alex followed closely behind, his eyes scanning the vast interior, still trying to wrap his mind around the world he'd stumbled into. The high ceilings, the marble floors, the chandelier that looked like it cost more than his previous apartment—it was all still too much. Damien led him upstairs, the hallway dimly lit by antique sconces. They stopped in front of a large wooden door,