Mafia's Only Daughter ✔

Chapter 22. Deceptive Shadows

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THIRD-PERSON POV:

Aure left the house, leaving a shocked Francesca behind him. He slid into the car beside Isabella; his face voids of expression. The drive to the restaurant was short, and silence filled the air. Aure didn't utter a word, and Isabella, too scared to speak, didn't attempt to start a conversation.

When the car stopped in front of an upscale restaurant, they both stepped out and walked towards the reception area.

Receptionist: "Good evening, sir. How may I assist you?"
Aure: "Private cabin?"
Receptionist: "Do you have a reservation, sir?"
Aure: "No, I don't."
Receptionist: "I'm sorry, sir. Private cabins need to be booked at least a day or a few hours in advance."
Aure: "So, no cabins are available now?"
Receptionist: "No, sir, but there are regular seating arrangements if you'd like to enjoy your meal here."
Aure: "No need."

With that, Aure grabbed Isabella's hand and walked out of the restaurant.

Isabella: "Aure..." He only hummed in response.
Isabella: "I know a café nearby. They usually have private cabins available, and I know the owners, they're very kind. If you don't mind, can we go there?" She asked in a small voice.

Aure: "Okay, baby. Just give the address to the driver," he replied calmly.

Soon, they arrived at the café. Aure was shocked by its simplicity, it was a small establishment, and his room at home was probably bigger. But seeing Isabella's happiness, he pushed his thoughts aside.

Inside, Isabella greeted the owners, a warm couple in their late forties. They handed her the key to a private cabin, and the two settled in. The ambiance of the café was charming, with books, magazines, and soothing music filling the space.

A waitress came to take their order. Isabella ordered chicken soup and a veggie burger, while Aure ordered vegetable soup, salad, a chicken sandwich, and chicken steak. The waitress hesitated for a moment, her expression betraying surprise before leaving. When she left, Isabella burst into laughter.

Isabella: "You ordered so much, Aure! Did you see her face? She looked so shocked!" Aure smiled, a rare, genuine one.
Aure: "It's not my fault you ordered so little. I had to order enough for you, too." Her laughter softened into a smile. Aure initiated a conversation, and soon, their food arrived. They ate while chatting lightly. After finishing their meal, Aure paid the bill and took Isabella's hand as they left the café.

During the long drive home, Isabella grew sleepy. She rested her head on Aure's shoulder and soon drifted off. Aure adjusted her head gently onto his lap, covered her with his jacket, and rolled up the car windows to shield her from the outside lights. When they arrived at the house, Isabella was still fast asleep. Aure stepped out first, then carefully carried her inside. Bianca, noticing their arrival, feigned concern and hurried over.

Bianca: "What happened to her? Is she okay?" Aure's jaw clenched at her words. Isabella stirred but only buried her face deeper into his neck, slipping back into sleep.

Francesca: "What happened to Isabella? Is she unwell? Should I call a doctor?"

Aure: "No need. She's just sleeping, so keep quiet. Also, she's my sister, and I can take care of her. We're here for her exams, and the day they're done, we'll leave. Stay away from me as much as possible."

With that, he turned and carried Isabella to her room. One of her guards opened the door, and Aure gently laid her on the bed, covering her with a duvet. His eyes wandered around the room, noting the aesthetic artwork and personal touches. Then, he left for the guest room. As dinner approached, Bianca devised a plan to seduce Aure, hoping to manipulate him and torment Isabella. She knocked on his door.

Aure: "Come in." She entered and closed the door behind her, failing to see him initially. His voice came again, softer this time.
Aure: "I'm in the balcony. Come here, baby."

Bianca froze momentarily, assuming the affectionate term was directed at her. Little did she know, Aure used that term exclusively for Isabella. She walked toward the balcony, where Aure stood facing the sky, unaware of her presence. Suddenly, she hugged him from behind. Aure stiffened. He recognized the touch instantly; it wasn't his sister. When Bianca began running her hands over his chest and pressing her face into his back, he knew her intentions. However, he decided to play along, knowing exactly how to handle people like her.

He leans forward and holds the railing of the balcony. She again leans forward and hugs him tightly and tries to move her hands inside his t-shirt but the t-shirt is tugged in the trouser. She moves her hands down towards his waist and drops her hands there. Her face snuggles more in his back. Soon she removes the t-shirt from the trouser and moves her hands inside his t-shirt. He holds her hand and takes them out of his t-shirt. He turned and she hugged him. He wraps his arms around her. She looks up at him and smiles. He didn't reciprocate it. He released her from his hold. And take her hand in his. Both of them get inside the bedroom. He sits on the bed and she stands in front of him. After a minute or two he asked

"Your name?" She looked at him and then replied softly "Bianca Conti." He just nods at her. She looked down.

After a minute he again said "Go and lock the door."

His voice dominated and she obliged it. After locking the door, she came near him. He holds her hand and pulls her towards him. She landed on his lap. He touches her face and makes her look at him. She looks in his eyes then looks down. He roams his hand on her face, and she smiled widely thinking about the success of her plan. He grabs her neck in his large hand and starts moving his thumb, she starts feeling hot in her body. And she hides her face in the crook of his neck, he smirks seeing this. He adjusts her legs sidewise and starts moving his hands on her legs, she smiles on his skin and he can feel that. His smirk deepens seeing this. His hand moves to the backside of her body and starts going down slowly. Her breath hitched when he touched her ass. "May I?" He asks in his husky voice.

B: "When it's you then always yes. Whatever you want is yes from my side." He smirks listening to this.

Then he makes her face him and slam his lips on her. After a while he squealed her ass a little harshly and she gasped. He shoved his tongue inside her mouth. Her hands roaming in his hair. She is feeling hot just by a kiss. And he knows that because of the way she is moving her hands on his abs, neck, hairs, and chest. He got to know that. After a long while he left the lips and attacked her jaw nibbling and biting it. He moves a little down towards her lower neck and bites there. He left a mark on her lower neck. Her breath becomes harsh, swollen lips, red cheeks, close eyes and hair mess he smirks seeing her like this.

Aure: "Go to your room get fresh and have dinner but first must hide the marks I gave you." She smiles on his words.

B: "Won't you join us for dinner?"

Aure: "No I'm not hungry have your dinner."

B: "Was it a mistake for you?"

Aure: "No it wasn't, it was something different."

B: "Soooo..."

Aure: "Go and come back in the night when everyone will fast asleep."

As she left, Aure smirked to himself. Bianca might think she had won a game, but she was merely a pawn in his.

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1. How did you feel when Aure shielded her from outside lights and carried her to bed?

2. Which part of Aure's behavior showed his loyalty most clearly?

3. How does Isabella's quiet presence influence Aure's emotional state?

4. What do you think Aure's true intentions are with Bianca?

5. How does Aure's control over the situation reflect his emotional intelligence?

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