Unwanted Marriage with the Mafia Boss (Mob Boss’s Unexpected Twins Duet #1)

11. Adriano

CHAPTER 11

Adriano

As soon as I enter the building with Chiara in my arms, I frown. There are plenty of apartments and rooms where I could keep her, but I want her in mine. I want to keep an eye on her, and I don’t want my men around her.

They might be good and reliable guards, but I don’t trust them with her safety. She should be less afraid around me because of our time at the club. I don’t have any spare rooms in my apartment, though, so she’ll have to be in the only bedroom. Mine.

I glance down at her beautiful face. She looks like an angel when she’s asleep, and I have a strong feeling that she shouldn’t be here in this place. It’s like bringing a torch into a cave. It’ll lighten up the place, but it’ll eventually extinguish and get swallowed by darkness.

But what the hell am I thinking? As soon as I get in touch with Paradossi and tell him I have his daughter, he’ll rush to give me whatever the hell I want. Chiara will only be my wife for a short while.

I still can’t believe it’s her. My Sunset. It would be much better if she were here under different circumstances. Now I’ll have her in my bed. So close, and yet so far away. Maybe she’ll remember all the good times we had together, and she’ll forget all about who I am and how I brought her here.

She was in shock, and I was surprised myself too. I should’ve taken a look at Chiara’s photo. Rocco even offered it to me, but I waved my hand. It didn’t matter to me what she looked like. She was just a means to an end, and she still is.

Maybe this is the universe’s twisted way of toying with me. Chiara got into my life and made me crave her more than anything else. And now I have to choose. Her or my plan. The answer is obvious.

I want both, but I’ll satisfy myself with only one. I’m not giving up my project for a woman, no matter how sweet and seductive she is. She’s distracted me enough. Actually, the universe might have rewarded me. Once this is all done, Chiara will be out of my mind too.

She won’t want to have anything to do with me, and that will be it. The betrayed look in her eyes... It was so damn intense. No one has ever looked at me like that, or at least I didn’t care enough. I don’t care about her either. She was just fun.

Once I enter my apartment, I head straight to my room. I lower Chiara onto my bed. She’s still so fucking hot. I find some padded cuffs in another room and then return to tie her left wrist to the headboard.

It’ll be enough to keep her in place. She won’t be able to get too far, but she won’t hurt herself either. As I grab all the weapons I have hidden all over the room, my gaze keeps going to Chiara.

Fuck. Having her like this is distracting. Impossible to ignore. I want her to open her eyes and look at me with a smile on her face and fire in her eyes. Then I want to fill the room with her moans. I grab the bag with the weapons and toss it into the closet that’s actually like a big safe. No one can open it except for me.

“Adriano?” Rocco’s voice behind my back makes me jump.

What the fuck? How has he managed to sneak up on me? That should be impossible. Everything was perfectly quiet. I was just lost in my thoughts because of Chiara. Something like that has never happened to me.

“What?” I snap.

His gaze goes toward Chiara and I step into his line of vision. He shouldn’t be watching her like this. She’s mine. I lead him out of the room and into the hallway.

“We found out that her parents are visiting her uncle. Different town. Four different mafia families in our way.”

“Then I’ll have to call Paradossi.” It would’ve been better if I had the whole family here under my control.

Then Paradossi would sign all that needs to be signed and that would be it. Deal done. With them being away and out of our reach, things could get complicated.

Paradossi might get stupid ideas, like trying to go to the cops or getting in touch with Gennaro or Matteo. There’s no way for him to contact them, but they could reach out to him and promise him crazy things.

“Do you want me to make an announcement or something about your and Chiara’s marriage?”

“Not yet.” I’ll need everyone to know I married Chiara eventually.

It’s another part of my plan. I could’ve done all of this before, but no one would’ve believed she’d gotten married without leaving her home. Now that she’ll be gone for a while and her parents too... it’ll be easier to spin a story if I need it.

Chiara marrying me—the neighborhood’s enemy—will cause everyone to distrust Paradossi. It’ll be easier if he cooperates and does what I need him to, but if I have to use my marriage with Chiara, I will. It’s always good to have multiple plans and backups because things never go the way you expect them to.

“There’s also another thing. Matteo has been attacking our network. Trying to get into our secure line and mess up our internet connection,” Rocco says.

It’s a futile task. My tech team is one of the best in the country. It’s just a minor annoyance. Matteo probably thinks it’ll keep me occupied and worrying about his next move, but that’s not going to happen.

“It looks like he got some people from overseas. Better hackers,” Rocco adds.

I groan. “Just tell the team to do everything to keep Matteo’s men out. We can’t have a breach.” I don’t want Matteo to achieve any wins against me, no matter how small. “If you need to bring everything down, do it.”

But it shouldn’t come to that.

“Okay.” Rocco inclines his head. “What are you going to do with Chiara?”

“Why?”

“Well, it seems like you know her from before.”

“Yeah, from Amore Bruciante.”

“Are you sure you don’t want to take her somewhere else? Isn’t it inconvenient to have her in your room?”

I step closer to him, eyeing him carefully. “She’s my wife. I can’t have her anywhere else.”

“Okay, but that’s all fake. I get that you don’t want her in the dungeon, but there are empty apartments. If you don’t trust anyone else, I’ll keep watch outside.”

“No.”

“All right.” Rocco lifts his hands up. “You don’t have to glare at me like that. I just think that you’d be more comfortable with her somewhere else, and she might be too. She’ll be a distraction, and if you’re alone with her—”

“Are you saying I can’t handle one woman on my own?”

“No, of course not.” He sighs. “Whatever. If you change your mind, let me know and we’ll figure out something.”

“That won’t be necessary. I’ll just sleep on the sofa. Now go and make sure things keep running smoothly.” I wave my hand at him.

There’s something bugging me at the back of my mind. I’m forgetting something, but I’m not sure what it is. Rocco would’ve already reminded me of it, unless it’s something only I know about. Is it about Chiara?

I furrow my brow.

Fuck! Of course she’s made me forget about something. The knife hidden under my pillow. I need to go grab it before she wakes up and finds it.

Maybe Rocco is right. Maybe I should send Chiara somewhere else, but I don’t want her to be so far away from me. I need to be able to keep an eye on her at all times.

Someone else, like Rocco, might be too nice to her and let himself get tricked into letting her go. She’s the key to my plan, and that’s why it has to be me who guards her. No one else is good enough for that job.