The Heir's Love [Mafia Games 3]

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up here if you'

over the bedside table and returned

A

rm, trying my best to ignore his

the Falcos' estate on the same day he and his bodyguard

pened this morning. After hearing about Russian mobsters plotting against the Falcos

an hour away at this point. Yet it was getting more obvious that being helplessly stuck in this guest room, in som

i sat on the edge of the bed, half-naked and a little sweaty. He'

. "Dropped out of medical school," I explained. "Then I applied for a working visa here. Was alrea

y h

first aid kit the maid had brought here. The actual reasons I

on his muscular thigh. Actually, his entirety was an athlet

buckets, though. Not warm, but not that cold. Good enough temp

move here? They spons

ed me out." Miles and his stubbornness,

Enzo's response.

I looked away, mainly because he plainly

my nape and arms sweat a bit. Was he

of my pocket. "By the way, here's the, um..." I stared at

e guy pulled a fa

I don't nee

ted. "That

muttered, forcing

ha

." It wasn't like I revived him

need CPR when they brought him

am

p scowling. "You'll need it f

e your money." I shouldn't. Period. I was a total stranger on my way back to where life needed me most at this moment. Back to my f

ray. "Alright, then. Someone will deliver it in cash

uggestion. But the sound that came out of my mouth sounded like a nervous chuckle. "You can thank me la

ow

your normal routine a

wned. "How can I

ctures. Some bruising and redness on his shin. Fairly swollen left ankle.

ted at me as if I

r ankle e

o sighed out loud. His foreign accen

nd like you're

lege and my m

r at least three days." I went into the dim bathroom to wet a clean face towel, then walked back to the bed with my gaze on his tan f

the carpet, Enzo gave

sion socks a

oft

while." I put on a poker face as his

right," h

nd his fresh bandages as carefully as I could with his back tensing up. Actually

you let m

nd looked away, keeping up a pleasant face despite my sleep-deprived brain making it quite difficult. Seeing m

sho

hands clean. If he still wanted to give me that signed bla

New York." Enzo inched closer when I di

told

efa

talking about me before Mr

n the plane wi

t Enzo as he scratc

flight

surgery," I tried to say calmly after grabbing a

rge

odd

he need

ncer." I grabbed the glass of water for him and tried to give him the peeled orange, bu

ove like it amused him or somethin

'cau

my m

le. "Can we chat about something else?" I put

position. The stitches weren't bleeding any

uscles near his injured arm and neck every few minutes or so. Hopefully he'd recei

ous about you a

ith Miles. Or why I spent the weekend here. Probably both?

his hair that looked darker and less unkempt. "Lik

already settled in, the lights drawing shadows on his bare tors

ends... Or just close fri

It was none o

eaned over Enzo to avoid his questioning gaze. "The paramedics should

nape, his bac

his immune system was fighting off an infection, it could give him m

ess he told me to discuss everything

how you take care

ntibiotics but I'm not

re

t? Why's

lidded gaze looked more...appreciati

up when his grin bared h

ctly did

ay with me till th

kneel beside the bed, pretending I needed to check his injured

N

y n

" Enzo made a face at the ice pack on the nightsta

e the team of medics transported him out of

not th

g

him to keep his foot elevated. Meaning, he would be ly

t formed a few droplets on the upper part

ur

u be more

d arm with my help. "The usual. I work

ke Vita

's it

ting issues. Joints

of his neck. "I do triathlons every now and then. I take the u

him a short list of other supplements

me. Berto gave yo

on

lezza." [Tha

call or something?" I

uard wasn

nd wiped some swe

er." Enzo wiped his f

room door and stood by the foot o

a brow, grin

avoid his stare. My face and neck were heating up. "You've been sweating

eally n

-It might help.

but didn't s

gh for me to sit next to him again

is initial reply. "W

? Take

"You'll need the money. Or just use it whenever." With creased brows, Enzo leaned f

d. "That's not why I'm hesitating." I leaned closer t

no bulletproof vest or any protective gear when the shootout happened. This guy, an heir from a wealthy cla

zo grabbed my wrist before I

him? Or too nervous? Maybe both. I mean, who wouldn't be? That man could melt ice with his mere stare, and the thr

Enzo glanced a

s? Should I turn on th

here," h

n, you a

efano talk to

odd

p a mild frown that showed c

. A l

did he

he city because Ricchar was busy. I mean, that's basically all he said." Another lie, but, I just didn't w

g to do with the ambush? Was he that paranoid?

keptical. "Correct me if I'm wrong..." H

eathing steady. But to hide my fidgeting

thday with his parents, and Ricchar and Cloe. But

now why. I mean, Maximiliano.

about your d

ight why he needs it ASAP. They o

mile. "I just thought he told you not to accept any so

ough: he didn't really do relationships. "No. He did

he Falcos are b

ea

act cool and unbothered. "Stefano do

way. The smell of his shampoo mixed with his musky sweat was making

om this morning's events? Could he still recall speci

other talk t

," Enzo murmured.

ut the lo

e's made a fe

thi

about them, the Tomassinis could be affiliated with the Italian mafia. Meaning, the

ep away from his family the past several years becaus

they a mafi

t sign up for

k home. Stay far, far

d be on my way t

have a brother wi