The Mafia King's Alluring Affection

Chapter 7 Return: Nothing Short of Impressive

"What? Did you call Sebastian back for Connor's daughter?" Serena's voice was sharp as she snapped at Anton, her eyes narrowing as he put ice in his glass and shook it before taking a sip.

"Putting our son in danger over a girl seems like a reckless decision, don't you think?" She stepped forward, her fury igniting a brawl within her. "Also, how did we not know Connor's daughter? Did she come crashing down from heaven?"

"Connor gave up on her when she was a newborn. She came here in search of him. Unfortunately, our enemies took hold of her."

"Fortunately or unfortunately, I don't care! My son won't put himself in danger because of her. He is destined for greater things in life. Connor's daughter is Connor's problem. And why should we care if he shows no regard for her safety?" Serena stood in a confrontational stance with her arms crossed over her chest.

Anton cast a withering look her way. "Serena, you're so evil! Connor saved my life!"

"That's his job!" Serena answered in an equally high pitch. "We fucking pay him to work for us. He didn't do us any favours. However, enlisting my son's aid and putting his life in danger to rescue Connon's daughter, with whom Connor has no connection, is an act of folly!"

Anton took another swig of his whiskey, averting his gaze, his jaws tightly clenched. "Connor is worried about her state. Instead of putting us at risk, he protected us over his daughter. Anyway, I have taken matters into my own hands and my ruling stands. Sebastian must be returning soon, and we will strategize a rescue mission for Janet. We will surely bring her back!"

The only sound in the room was the ticking of the clock as a long silence fell between them. Serena stared at him. "You know what?"

"What?" The sharp clink of the glass hitting the bar counter filled the air as he locked eyes with her.

"You're weak! That's why your father chose me for you. He was cognizant of the fact that your feeble heart would pose a threat to us in the future! You say Connor is close to you, huh? Why didn't he ever open up about his past?"

"It is likely that he had compelling reasons not to. And you're speaking as if we have a longstanding friendship and he is obligated to divulge everything to me."

Serena sat down heavily on the recliner, letting out a deep sigh of exhaustion as she held her head in her hands. "Anton, I love you. But it's disheartening that you don't even make an effort to see things from my perspective. The frustration is maddening!"

As the couple argued in the bedroom on the first floor, Connor strode through the entrance, and the guards bowed their heads in acknowledgement as he passed. "Get me a filtered coffee!" he instructed the servant and made his way towards the left wing of the Genovese mansion.

He crossed through one room after another until he finally arrived at the door of Don Vitalino Genovese's room. The retired godfather and Anton's ruthless father, who once struck fear into the heart of Springfield, Missouri.

Whistling his way into the room, Connor's hands were tucked comfortably in his pockets and Don Vitalino recognized his signature tune and opened his eyes. His lips trembled as Connor's face loomed over him, and he felt a wave of fear wash over him.

"My heart aches at the sight of you bedridden. Karma is a real bitch." He lifted his hand, gently stroked the back of it, and then let it fall from above, allowing it to hang down the side of the bed. "It fucked you up so bad!"

His eyes roamed over his paralyzed body, then followed the network of wires that tethered him to the machine. "Last time we met, I left plenty of clues for you to follow. Do you now remember who I am, huh?"