All Chapters of The Mafia's Klepto Bride : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

ELENA'S POV The car ride back was silent, I could feel his gaze on me as he drove back to the mansion but I always managed to avoid his gaze, the last thing I wanted was to make myself feel any worse than I already did.After that had happened in the store, Luca hadn't wasted any more time, he had gotten a random bouquet and told the woman who was confused by his sudden haste that we had somewhere to be so he paid and quickly left with me.Fuck.The silence pressing down on the car was unbearable but I didn't want to break it. I was always this way after a fit but this was one of the few times that I was saved from a fit. I usually got away with what I stole and most of the time I felt bad afterwards but what could I do? I accepted that it was a part of me a long time ago.“Um... Elena?” I heard Luca say, his eyes still fixed on the road.I quietly turned to look at him, a fragile and vulnerable look in my eyes.He looked at my eyes briefly and something in his eyes broke, a feeling

LUCA'S POV She had long slept off while I was awake, looking down at her features in the dim light.I didn't like how this was turning out. She was becoming my personal weakness and the only thing that was keeping me grounded. I liked the feeling of having someone but I also feared that she would leave.In the beginning, I wanted to stay away but now I'm not so sure I wanted her to leave.Her actions tonight showed me that maybe she didn't want to also Sighing, I stroked her hair, resisting the urge to press my lips to her forehead again. That would be creepy but I really wanted to.Things were going a bit bad in the group and I couldn't afford another distraction like her, I had someone who probably wanted me dead so I had to keep my guard up.Mum coming with her own opinions just managed to piss me off. Seriously? I should make my cousin the consigliere and let my right hand step down? Bullshit. I had Immediately shut down the idea. My cousin was the last person I wanted to put th

LUCA'S POV My patience was running thin as I drove back to the mansion.That goddamn letter. They were toying with me and apparently, they knew.The letter was short and simple.15th October…That was all the message read, nothing more.And it shouldn't bother me but it did because that day was an important date in my life that haunted me.My father's death.Fuck!I almost banged my hair on the steering in frustration.Did they know? Did they know what had truly happened? Fuck I was screwed.As I neared the mansion, my heart was heavy with dread. Oh shit. Elena was home and I had screwed our plans for this.I entered the mansion, parking my car expertly while my men moved closer to me but I just raised a hand to stop them.I didn't even understand myself at this point.Walking into the house seemed to take an eternity as I stumbled into the house and collapsed on the chair, my eyes distant.The sound of footsteps down the stairs rocked my tired brain and I looked up to see Elena step

ELENA'S POV “Yes, Lorenzo?” I heard his voice.My eyes fluttered open and I rolled over to the side, groaning.Uh, why couldn't he go make the call outside the room or something?“Send it” his voice sounded hard and that was what snapped me out of my daze.I blinked awake and sat up.He was sitting by the edge of the bed, shirtless and backing me.When had he taken off the shirt?Wow, I never had time to appreciate the beauty of the tattoos that littered his back, a dragon that spanned from his lower neck to his back, and a few other writings at strategic places.But what caught my eyes were the faint wounds. Scars.My eyes widened and I sat up, he was still talking on the phone but he suddenly tensed as if realizing I was already awake.“Fast,” he said simply, then hung up the phone.Turning around to look at me while I groaned having lost sight of the tattoos and scars, he smiled at me.“Morning..” he said huskily as he leaned down to press a kiss to my forehead.I could get used t

ELENA'S POV “When are we going to start what we came here for?”, I asked, putting on a fresh layer of red savvy lipstick in front of the mirror.“When am I…” he corrected.I rolled my eyes, releasing my hair from the tight bun I had tied it into so that it could fall freely.“Oh please” I muttered. “you don't think that I would stay in the hotel room alone, did you?” I asked, crossing my arms over my chest while looking at him through the mirror.He was checking out a blue shirt with dark eyes and clearly avoiding my gaze.“Elena, you're not coming with me for this. I don't want to go meet Kiara with you. No offense…” he muttered.That got my attention immediately. Who was Kiara and why couldn't I follow him? He had simply said he was going to pay a visit to an old friend here and nothing more.“She's just a friend. Was a friend” he muttered, dropping the shirt onto the bed.“Hm. So have you heard any news from the reaper?”, I asked, trying to so desperately change the topic.“No, he