Page 53 of Mafia Shade's Reluctant Bride
Luca groaned, dropping his head onto the table. “Why do I talk?”
I clapped a hand on his shoulder. “No clue. But she's not wrong.”
“About?”
“You being an idiot.”
Luca flipped me off.
I smirked and grabbed my drink, taking a slow sip.
But my mind was already shifting gears.
After dinner, when I was getting ready to leave, I turned to Luca. “Speaking of your evil father…”
Luca made a face. “Really? Right before bed? You are allowed to make jokes about it, and I am not?”
I ignored him and continued, “Did you guys clean up the business after he died?”
Luca shrugged. “Yeah. Enrico handled everything. We shut down all the dirty stuff. No more drugs, no more smuggling. Just clubs, hotels, and casinos now.”
I kept my face neutral, but my mind was working fast. Luca didn’t know.
He had no idea that his dear uncle was using the family business as a front for his own operations.
Interesting.
Very interesting.
I clapped him on the back. “Good to know.”
Luca squinted at me. “Why do you sound weird?”
“That’s just my face.”
“You have a lying face.”
I grinned. “And you have an idiot face.”
“Still mad about Maria calling me an idiot because you care so much?” He teased me.
“Not mad. Just agreeing with her.”
Luca groaned. “I hate you.”
I laughed and headed for the door. But as I stepped out into the cool night air, my amusement faded.
Enrico was dirtier than I thought.
And Luca? He was blind to it.
That was a problem. He was going to ruin them and whatever was left of their property while simultaneously ruining my business because I don’t want to act knowing it might affect their business—the one they think is all clean.
This is a huge problem, and I had no idea how to fix it.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
MARIA
