All Chapters of The Mafia's Pawn: Chapter 71

Cleo's POV I swallowed hard, my heart pounding against my ribs. “Then make me,” I whispered. “You can't just tell me to trust you when your action says otherwise.”He reached for my hand, intertwining our fingers. “I will.”I searched his eyes, looking for even the smallest sign of hesitation. But there was none, just pure sincerity.I sighed, my shoulders slumping. “You owe me another date for this.”Russo chuckled, his grip tightening around my hand. “Your wish is my command.”And just like that, the tension in the room faded, even if the doubt still lingered somewhere deep inside me.As I settled onto the bed, running a towel through my damp hair, Russo’s voice broke through the silence, pulling my attention away from my thoughts.“I need to talk to you about something,” he said, sounding unusually serious.I turned to look at him, curiosity piqued. “What’s going on?”He hesitated for a moment before sitting on the edge of the bed, facing me. “I got a call earlier. It’s from work.