Mafia's Only Daughter ✔

Chapter 21. Shadows of Suspicion

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AURE'S POV:

We are sitting in the car, and I casually ask Isabella about the place we're heading to. Surprisingly, she knows nothing about it despite living here for five years. Granted, they've moved around constantly, but five years in one place is substantial. Her lack of knowledge is suspicious. I don't want to force her to reveal anything, so I steer the conversation toward lighter topics like guitars and books, things I know she loves.

"Baby, how are your classes going?" I ask, trying to sound casual.

"Which classes, Aure?" She responds, her confusion evident.

"Your golf classes, of course."

"Oh! They're going great! The coach says I'm improving a lot." She says, her face lighting up with excitement.

"That's amazing, baby." I reply, smiling at her enthusiasm.

We arrive at the house her mother's house, though I've never considered it a home. I step out first, scanning the surroundings before opening her door. Isabella hesitates as she steps out. Her lack of excitement seems strange, but I dismiss it as jet lag or my own overthinking.

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THIRD-PERSON POV:

A bodyguard rings the doorbell, while others carry their bags. Isabella's laptop is among them, as the guards insisted, she shouldn't carry anything herself. The door is opened by Dario Conti; whose expression is anything but welcoming. Francesca steps forward, enveloping Isabella in a hug, though the gesture feels hollow to Isabella.

"Let them come inside first." Dario says curtly, turning away.

"Yes, come in, dear." Francesca adds, her gaze shifting to Aure.

Aure remains silent, his posture rigid. Sensing his discomfort, Isabella gently takes his hand and leads him inside.

"Angioletto, I'm exhausted. Show me the room; I need a shower and a nap." He says, ignoring Francesca's presence.

"I've prepared a room for you. Come, I'll show you." Francesca offers with a forced smile.

"No need. My sister will show me. Just tell her where it is." Aure replies coldly.

Francesca, flustered, says, "Isabella, show him the guest room."

"Yes, just a moment." Isabella replies. Turning to Aure, she says, "What about the bags?"

"Oh, I almost forgot." Aure calls a guard, instructing him to bring their belongings inside.

Francesca tries to mask her discomfort with small talk. "How long are you staying, Isabella?"

"Maybe fifteen days, but it depends on my exams." Isabella says softly.

"When did you come? Bi...." Bianca says while coming down from the stairs. But is silent by Francesca holding her arm.

"Babe I'm just saying babe what do you think mom, she is my sister of course. How can I say such a curse word?" Francesca takes a brief of relief.

Aurelio: "Angioletto please show me my room."