Page 26 of Mafia Boss's Fake Fiancée

“What if it’s written in code or something?”

“No idea.” I pull out my phone and snap a pic. “I’ll have to take a closer look.”

Maybe one of the towns on the postcard can give me a clue, although a lot can happen in five years, especially when it comes to Flavio.

“What is that noise?” Adriana gets up and heads to the window. “Oh shit!”

“What?”

“Your family is back. Your grandma too.”

“Fuck! They must’ve picked her up on the way.” I look around the room and the mess we’ve made. “Fuck!”

“It’s fine. You go down and stall your grandma. I’ll put everything back in its place,” Adriana says.

“Are you sure?” I meet her gaze.

She nods. “Go!”

“Go to our room when you’re done.”

“Okay.”

I race out of the room. Just as I reach the bottom of the stairs, my grandma enters the foyer with my mom’s help.

“How was your walk?” I ask.

“It was too much,” my grandma says, her face serious. “I’m exhausted. I need to go lie down for a bit. Your mom and I were lucky that Alessandro was close by.”

“Are you sure you want to climb the stairs right now? Why don’t we all go to the living room? I can get you some water or a snack, and we can talk.”

She narrows her eyes at me. “If you want to talk, talk to your fiancée. Didn’t you hear a word I said? I’m tired. I don’t want to sit. I need to lie down. Now don’t just stand there. Help me!”

“Of course.” I let her take my arm, and we slowly start climbing the stairs.

Hopefully, Adriana will be fast enough.

“You’re marrying her because you love her, right?” my grandma suddenly asks.

“What?” I blink at her in surprise.

“Your fiancée. It’s not an arranged marriage, and you’ve known her for a very long time. You’ve always liked her. So you love her, right? It’s not just because I’m dying and she’s your best choice?”

I hear the door close somewhere. It’s got to be Adriana.

“Well?” My grandma keeps staring at me.

“Yeah, I love her.”

“That’s nice. I’m sure she loves you too, and that’s what matters the most. You two will be a great team and always have each other’s backs.”

My mouth opens, but I don’t know what to say. It’s true I’ve always liked Adriana, but that’s just physical. She’s hot and she’s Cesare’s sister, so the whole thing kind of feels forbidden.

If I fucked her, all the tension inside me should be gone. I’d stop thinking about her. The fact that it won’t happen only makes it more enticing.

But what if she feels the same way about me? She’s been watching me with desire in her eyes too, or maybe I’m seeing what I want to see.

Still, wouldn’t it be great if we could just get it out of our system? Fuck and forget. Move on. No one has to know. It would be our little secret.

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