Married to the Mafia Boss

m. The cool night air wrapped around them, carrying the scent of fresh rain and the distant sound of laughter from nearby bars

ed, glancing sideways at Luca, who walked with an easy

," he replied, his gray eyes sparkling with mischief. "And yo

h, it can get pretty hectic. But I appreciate th

eps syncing as they navigated the quiet streets. The world a

g?" Luca asked, breaking

y the conversation flowed. "I love the diner, but sometimes it feel

ity. Needed a change, I guess. Thought I'd explore some local spots. Did

riosity piqued. "Wha

is tone casual, but there was a weight behin

with trees, their leaves whispering in the breeze. Sofia's heart raced as they appro

face him. The glow from the streetlamp illuminated Luca's featu

ht," he said, his voice low and

"I'd like that," she replied, her voice ba

it happen." His gaze was intense, and for a moment, Sofia felt as if the wo

ed, his tone casual yet sincere. "

ttering with excitement as she collected

handed it b

said wit

ed out, brushing a loose strand of hair behind her ear. The brief

e said softly, his vo

rt racing as she watched him step back,

h of the evening lingered around her. Luca had just turne

racing. Luca paused, turning to face

a playful smile

hen and where should we meet again?" The question hung

ore. "How about Sunday? There's a great little coffee shop I kn

perfect! I could use a good past

ice warm and inviting. "We can grab coffee and take a wal

Sofia replied, a smile spreadin

e coffee." He winked, and Sof

d to it," she said, her excit

step back, his gaze lingerin

ight,

icipation for the weekend ahead. As she closed the door behind her, she felt