All Chapters of UNDRESSED BY THE MAFIA LORD: Chapter 351 - Chapter 360

POV: CAMILLACamilla waited until morning.She'd learned long ago that Lorenzo's anger burned hottest at night and cooled by breakfast, that the man who raged in his study after midnight was rarely the same man who sat with his espresso at seven, already thinking about the day's business instead of the previous night's grievances.She found him exactly where she expected, at the small table on the east terrace, papers spread in front of him, untouched coffee going cold at his elbow."You didn't sleep," she said, settling into the chair across from him."I had calls to make," Lorenzo said, not looking up. "Antonio wanted an update on the situation. I told him things were being handled.""Were they?" Camilla asked carefully. "Handled?"Lorenzo finally looked up at her, his expression guarded in the way it always was when he suspected she was steering toward something."What do you want, Camilla?"She'd learned, over thirty years, exactly how to answer that question."I want to talk abou

"I know exactly what they want," Dante said, flexing his toes experimentally, watching them move for the first time in weeks with something close to wonder. "They want what I want. That makes them useful, regardless of who they really are underneath it.""And if the price turns out to be more than just Dimitri's death?" Luca pressed. "These people burn down entire research facilities and lose forty-seven people without blinking. That's not the kind of organization that stops asking for things once you owe them."Dante looked up at his second-in-command, at the genuine worry etched into his face."I've spent my entire life owing someone something," Dante said quietly. "My father. The families before us. The business itself. This isn't different, Luca. It's just a debt I actually want to pay."Luca didn't look convinced, but he didn't argue further either. He simply helped Dante back into the wheelchair, more careful than usual, as if some part of him already understood that the man he

POV: EVEThe Phoenix Talent Agency building looked exactly the same as it had the day she'd been taken from it.That was the strangest part. Eve had half-expected something to have changed....some visible mark of the violence that had happened in her office, some physical reminder of the moment her world had shifted. But the glass doors were clean. The lobby was pristine. The security desk had a new guard who didn't recognize her, which somehow made it worse.She was a ghost walking through a place that had moved on without her."Eve." Her assistant, Mia, rushed toward her the moment Eve stepped out of the elevator on the executive floor. Her eyes were red-rimmed, like she'd been crying. "Oh my God, you're back. Are you...how are you...I've been so worried...""I'm fine, Mia," Eve said gently, though she could see the genuine concern written all over her assistant's face. "I'm back. We have a lot to catch up o, so feed me on everything."Mia pulled her into a quick hug before releasin

"I remember," Eve whispered.Dimitri turned her around to face him, his hands still on her waist, his eyes dark and intense. "You were so drunk that night. So broken. And I wanted you so badly I could barely stand it.""You saved me," Eve said."I took advantage of you," Dimitri corrected, but there was no guilt in his voice, just acknowledgment of what had been true in that moment."No," Eve said, reaching up to touch his face. "You gave me a reason to stop thinking about Simon. You made me feel wanted. You made me feel like I mattered to someone."Dimitri kissed her then, deep and thorough, and it tasted like memory and ownership and something that had evolved into genuine love over the months between then and now."I do want you," he said against her mouth. "Every single day. Every moment I'm not with you, I'm thinking about getting back to you."They moved to the leather couch in the corner of the lounge, and Dimitri pulled her onto his lap. Eve straddled him, her dress riding up

Luca entered, closing the door behind him. He'd been waiting for this moment, knowing that the intelligence package was coming, understanding that once it arrived, everything would change."The package?" Luca asked, seeing the pages spread across the desk."The package," Dante confirmed. "Come look at this."Luca moved to the desk and began reading, his expression shifting as he took in the scope of the intelligence. After several minutes, he looked up at Dante."This is thorough," Luca said. "More thorough than anything we've ever had on any operation. Where did they get all this?""Doesn't matter," Dante said. "What matters is what we do with it."He stood and walked to the window overlooking the gardens. His legs held his weight easily now. The recovery was nearly complete. In another week, he'd be able to move with full mobility, and then the real work could begin."The first move," Dante said, turning back to face Luca, "is the Colombian shipment. It arrives in four days at the N