Page 96 of Ruthless Mafia Daddy

“I couldn’t give less fucks what you think right now, Marco.” I glance again in my rearview mirror. “I’m being followed by a blacked-out Range Rover, looks like it could be one of Lorenzo’s men.”

“Shit!” Marco exclaims. “What do you want me to do? I can track your phone and try to intercept?—”

“I need you to drive to 135 West 19th street and collect Lila. Bring her back to the Westchester house.”

“You’re not serious.”

“Marco, I’ve never been more serious about anything in my life.”

If this guy was waiting outside Lila’s apartment for me, even if I manage to shake him off, there’s no saying whether he might go back to her building and try to take her and my unborn child along with him.

I won’t let that happen.

“Lorenzo might still have someone watching her place, so don’t go through the front.” I dodge a slower car. “There’s a window in her bathroom you can get to via the fire escape. It’s cracked open. Go through there.”

“Why is this woman so important to you?”

“Just do as I ask, and I’ll explain later. Please. Bring her back to the mansion. But take the long way, in case anyone follows you.”

“Fine,” Marco huffs. “I’m grabbing my keys now.”

“Hurry. Oh, and Marco?” I take one last glance in my mirror before pressing the gas pedal to the floor and running the next three red lights to try and shake this guy.

“Yeah?”

“Lila’s pregnant, so don’t use any significant force, otherwise, I will kill you,” I add before hanging up the phone and calling Delilah, my housekeeper at the Westchester house.

“Good morning, Mr. De Luca.”

“Delilah, please ready one of the guest rooms immediately. I have a friend coming to stay with us for a while, and she’ll need all the relevant toiletries and clothing stocked.”

“Of course, sir.”

“I will be at the house shortly before she arrives.”

“Everything will be ready for your arrival. I’m assuming you would like to bring in some extra security?”

“Have Xander sort it.” I smile as I realize the Range Rover is stuck behind a line of yellow cabs.

“Very well, we will expect you soon, Mr. De Luca.”

“Thank you, Delilah.”

She hangs up the phone, and I let out a breath.

I want to shake this guy off my tail, but I don’t want to risk him turning around yet.

It won’t take Marco long to get to Lila’s place, but who knows what sort of fight she might put up.

I would do it myself, but Lila is strong-willed. She’ll likely stand her ground and not take the threat on her life seriously. I can’t risk anything happening to her, so if she has to hate me for a while in order for me to keep her safe, then so be it.

I reach over to the glove compartment and pull the gun free, not wanting to take any chances. This guy has been following me for a while through the city but has made no move to pull a weapon.

“What do you want?” I narrow my eyes as he overtakes the cabs and narrowly misses colliding with the oncoming traffic.

I take my foot off the gas enough for him to catch up until we get to the interstate.

I glance at the time.

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