Adored by The Mafia Godfather, My Ex
Chapter 18 You Investigated Me
Bella’s POV:
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Holding the black card in my hand, I felt an overwhelming surge of excitement. I really wanted to keep it. No woman could resist the allure of money, and neither could I.
My rational mind kept urging me to stay calm and return the black card to the godfather. I didn’t want any complicated entanglements with him. If I used his money, wouldn’t that mean I was accepting him?
With a heavy heart, I bit my lip and handed the card back, “I don’t want your money. Take it back.”
The moment I returned the card, my heart ached, but I wanted a divorce more–I wanted a future that belonged to me…
Only God and my mother know how much I love money. I really, really wanted to keep that black card. With it, I wouldn’t have to worry about my living expenses or my mother’s expensive medical bills.
As I agonized over it, the godfather’s long strides closed the distance between us. I thought he was going to take back the card, but instead, his hand reached out not to retrieve it but to wrap around my waist.
He once again pulled me tightly into his embrace…
He seemed to really enjoy hugging me, being close to me.
The godfather’s muscular chest pressed against my slender shoulders, engulfing me with the intense scent of male pheromones. I could even feel his warm breath trailing along the edge of
my car.
My heart raced uncontrollably.
For some reason, my mind flashed back to that night of making love with the godfather, his warm breath in my ear then as it was now, sending a tingling sensation through my body.
At that moment, I felt like prey trapped in the jaws of a beast. Swallowing nervously, I asked, “What are you doing?”
“Have you thought it through? How will you explain leaving me to the Rizzo family?” he suddenly chuckled, his handsome face reminiscent of a cunning fox before me.
“You! You cunning fox!” I immediately became alert.
How did he know about my connection with the Rizzo family?
Hadn’t he been indifferent to me all these years?
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texture tickling my skin.
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He really loved to touch me, his fingers smoothly tracing the contour of my face, tucking a stray hair behind my ear, then sliding down to my neck.
Every touch seemed to ignite my desires, too cunning! This godfather must be very experienced in lovemaking!
“I’m just worried about you. What if they give you trouble when you go back, or bother your mother…”
In that moment, I understood.
I felt like a poor soul standing on the edge of a cliff, with the people from the Rizzo family acting like gusts of wind. Without Salvatore as a windbreak, I’d be blown off the cliff to shatter below.
But all these were my personal affairs, and I was painfully aware that the godfather had investigated me!
“You actually investigated me! That’s an invasion of my privacy! How low can you get?”
Damn it, just because he’s rich doesn’t mean he can just invade my privacy like this! “Understanding my wife’s past isn’t an invasion of privacy.”
Salvatore’s lips curved into a half–smile, making him appear even more enigmatic.
“With so many women out there, why must you have me, Bella, as your wife? Aren’t other women suitable?”
There were countless women willing to please him; it wasn’t like he had to cling to me.
Salvatore’s gaze was firm, his voice certain as he replied, “Only you will do.”
I said so much, yet his final “Only you will do” seemed to condemn me to hell.
Why? Why must it be only me?
I couldn’t understand what exactly had happened that night that suddenly made the indifferent godfather interested in me, to start entangling with me.
“If you willingly become my wife, I can take care of your mother and even help you reclaim her estate, investigate the truth
Hearing this, my heart was tumultuous. Offering to investigate the truth was even more tempting than the black card.
With the godfather’s resources and wealth, he could investigate matters far quicker than I could. It was no exaggeration to say he could accomplish the impossible
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Yet, in a way, I felt as if I were standing naked before him, stripped of privacy and dignity.
I scoffed coldly, “I don’t need it!”
