Lahat ng Kabanata ng UNDRESSED BY THE MAFIA LORD: Kabanata 331 - Kabanata 340

The extraction had proven that Dante's security was penetrable.The extraction had destroyed Dante's credibility.And without credibility, without power, without the respect of the underworld, Dante was just another hunted man.***FIFTEEN MINUTES LATERIsabella arrived looking terrified.Her hair was disheveled. Her clothes were wrinkled. Her eyes were wide with the understanding that something catastrophic had happened."What's happening?" she asked immediately. "Luca said we're evacuating. He said something about Dimitri. What happened?""They extracted her," Dante said flatly.Isabella's face went completely pale."Eve," she whispered."Eve," Dante confirmed.Isabella moved to the chair and sat down heavily, her entire body sagging under the weight of understanding."He knows," Isabella said quietly. "Dimitri. He knows I was involved."It wasn't a question. It was a statement of fact."Certainly," Dante said. Isabella's hands were shaking."What will he do?" she asked, and her vo

One of Dante's men went down, a sniper round catching him in the chest, lifting him off his feet, dropping him motionless to the concrete.Then another.Then another.Dimitri had snipers positioned outside the warehouse. Dimitri had overwhelming force. Dimitri had the advantage in every possible way.But Dante's remaining men fought anyway.They fought with the desperation of soldiers who understood they were likely to die but refused to go quietly.A grenade exploded, thrown from behind Dimitri's positions, creating a concussive blast that sent three of Dimitri's men sprawling.Marco was coordinating the assault, moving between positions, ensuring fields of fire, pressing the advantage.Dante was crouched behind the metal container with Luca, trying to assess the situation, trying to find an escape route, trying to understand if there was any way out of this warehouse alive."We need to move," Luca said, his voice absolutely calm despite the bullets flying around them. "We have maybe

Eve laughed."I bet Nonna will have soups and herbs ready to fatten me up," Eve said, a slight smile crossing her face. "Because she'll spend the entire time complaining that I've lost weight."Dimitri laughed...a warm, genuine laugh that showed his relief, his joy despite everything they'd been through."Well, that's Nonna for you," Dimitri said warmly. "She believes that all problems can be solved with food and Italian herbs. Come on, let's go home."He helped Eve to her feet, keeping one arm around her waist, making sure she was steady.Mike moved toward them."I'm coming with you," Mike said. "Someone needs to make sure my sister stays where she belongs.""She belongs with me," Dimitri said, but there was no harshness in his voice, just a statement of fact. "But you're welcome to come. For Nonna's sake."They moved together toward the exit.Dimitri kept his arm around Eve the entire time, not willing to let her go even for a moment.Eve stayed close to him, still processing everyt

POV: EVEThe water was hot.Not scalding, but hot enough to feel therapeutic, to ease the tension from her muscles, to wash away the residue of fear and captivity that still clung to her skin despite everything.Eve stood under the cascade, letting the water run over her face, her shoulders, her body.She was alone in the shower, but she could feel the anticipation building in her chest. She knew he was coming. She'd heard the promise in his voice. "I'll join you very soon."She was washing her hair when she heard the bathroom door open.Eve didn't turn around. She kept her eyes closed, letting the water stream over her face, knowing without looking that it was Dimitri.His presence filled the entire bathroom.The glass shower door opened.And Dimitri stepped inside.He was completely naked, and for a moment, just a moment...Eve felt that jolt of attraction that never quite faded no matter how many times she saw him this way. His body was a landscape of power and control: the broad sh

POV: ANTONIO(8:45 PM) - ROMEAntonio Valentino was in his private office when the phone rang.He was reviewing intelligence reports from New York, drinking a glass of aged wine, contemplating the fallout from the day's events. Dimitri had handled Dante Romano exactly as Antonio had expected....with precision, with power, with the kind of tactical brilliance that made Antonio simultaneously proud of his son and deeply concerned about his future.The phone rang.Antonio glanced at the caller ID.Lorenzo Russo.He set down his wine glass and answered."Lorenzo," Antonio said, his tone neutral, professional. "This is unexpected.""Don't give me that," Lorenzo's voice came through the phone, tight with anger. "I heard that Dimitri is holding my daughter captive again."The words hung in the air.Antonio didn't respond immediately. He let the silence stretch, let Lorenzo feel the weight of what he'd just said."Again," Antonio repeated finally. "That word carries implications, doesn't it?"