All Chapters of RUINED BY MY BROTHER'S MAFIA BESTFRIEND: Chapter 81 - Chapter 86

~~MASSIMO~~Gio drives me across town toward the police station where Seraphina is being held, allowing me to simmer in my fury and start plotting and planning.Gio is getting a promotion, effective immediately. He has come clean about the entire conversation he overheard Dante having with some scumbag police officer before he took Seraphina to God-knew-where.Gio does not know exactly what it was that Dante was framing her for, only that there were allegedly going to be bodies, enemies would be taken out, and the trash would be dealt with so that things could "go back to the way they had been before."The details of the conversation that Gio revealed tell me that my best friend has cracked. Even if he hasn't taken the love of my life to be framed for some unknown crime, he's still out. I need people in my corner with good heads on their shoulders, and Dante's entire harebrained scheme proves that he is no longer that person."It's going

~~MASSIMO~~It takes a few days for Seraphina to fully recover from the entire ordeal, and I watch her carefully as the hours and days pass to make sure that she's not falling into a panic or regressing at all.The thing about Seraphina is that she's so unbelievably strong, and she knows it. She tolerates my fussing for about a day and a half before she finally sets me straight, telling me that she's not some wilting flower and that she's not going to suddenly break just because she went through a shitty experience.She puts me in my place gently but with a glint in her eye that tells me she will absolutely suffer no fools when it comes to this.The fact that she's holding Luca, who is smiling and giggling at me while she's having this conversation, undermines some of her intent, but not enough to stop me from pressing the issue.Of course, while she is recovering, sleeping, and ensuring that our son knows she's around and not going anywhere, I'm working in the background to deal with

~~SERAPHINA~~Massimo's eyes are soft on mine when he takes me back to his room and drags me into the bathroom, where he proceeds to undress me one article of clothing at a time.It's heady, his attention. I feel his gaze on me, and his eyes never leave mine as he pulls my shirt up and over my head, nudges my pants down over the sides of my hips, and then kneels in front of me to take my shoes off one at a time. It's enough to make a lump rise in my throat, one that has absolutely nothing to do with the justice I just delivered to Dante.One might think I would feel stressed or regretful about the fact that Dante lost his life because of me. That Massimo looked at a man who had been closer than a brother to him for so many years and was able to pull the trigger to take his life with barely a blink.But I don't. Dante made his choices. I was a relatively innocent party in this scenario, and he went out of his way to make me the enemy. I don't know what things were like in the family be