In His Grasp: A Mafia Romance

Chapter 133: She Doesn't Matter to Emanuele

Isabella wanted to say something but was stopped by Emanuele. "Isabella, it's time for us to go home."

Isabella could see the warning in Emanuele's eyes. By now, Grazia had already stood up and walked out with Rocco. Watching them leave, Isabella felt on the verge of tears, but she couldn't chase after them. Just as she thought about this, Emanuele pulled her into his arms. Without a word, he led her to the car. Once the door closed, in the confined space for just the two of them, Isabella belatedly realized that Emanuele seemed angry.

Isabella had seen Emanuele angry before. When he was angry, the atmosphere around him would freeze, even if you didn't look at his face, you'd feel a sudden stifling sensation.

Isabella looked at Emanuele. "Are you angry?"

"Do you think I shouldn't be? Do you think that just because you're my wife, the great Mafia Queen, you can do whatever you want?" Emanuele sneered.

"I never thought that way." Isabella immediately retorted. Today's incident was because she cared about Grazia and was concerned about her getting hurt. How could Emanuele interpret it this way? "You never thought that way?" Emanuele didn't believe Isabella's words at all. He couldn't help but mock, "Isabella, do you know that if I hadn't arrived in time, and if Rocco had lost his temper, you might have paid the price with your life."

Rocco was a formidable man, and Emanuele had briefed her on him. On the battlefield, he was a ruthless killing machine. Though it might not be evident in normal circumstances, who knew what he could do when angry? Isabella, being so fragile, might have been destroyed in an instant.

"I just asked a question. Why did he brutally kill me?" Isabella didn't understand. "Since he's so ruthless, why are you marrying Grazia off to him? Grazia will die."

Emanuele had to admire Isabella's intelligence. She instantly shifted the conversation from a disadvantageous topic to an advantageous one.

"As long as she doesn't provoke him, she'll be fine. But you, Isabella, don't think all those Mafia bosses are like me, showing mercy to your underlings. If you provoke them, you'll die miserably. Today, Rocco didn't lay a hand on you because you're my wife. In the future, don't do such things again."

Isabella wasn't afraid of Emanuele at this moment for another reason – she was angry too! People tend to show fearlessness when they're angry.

Why did Emanuele always act so superior? His words, especially now, sounded like her continued life was merely a favor granted because of his status.

Yet, if she hadn't gotten involved with him or the Mafia world, she would still be living freely, pursuing her career as a doctor.

Isabella glared at Emanuele with indignation. "Thanks a lot for saving my life, jerk! Without you, I'd be dead!"

Unfortunately, she was too small and fragile. Even her angry glare seemed cute to Emanuele, like an angry little kitten, not intimidating at all.

Suddenly, Emanuele's anger dissipated. He reached out and poked Isabella's indignant cheek. "Alright, I'm sorry too. I know you can't accept Grazia's marriage, but there's no room for negotiation. If Rocco is willing to marry her, I hope they can get married."

"But you just said he's cruel!"

"But he's gentle with the people close to him, like his late wife. I've seen them together, and their relationship was good."

Isabella gradually calmed down. She returned to the topic that had piqued her curiosity earlier. "If he had such a good relationship with his late wife, why did he get so angry when I asked him that question?" "Fool, because talking about it still makes him sad." Emanuele tousled Isabella's hair, now completely calm.

"Rocco's wife died in an accident, and his enemies intentionally sought revenge, brutally killing his wife. Although Rocco looks calm, I know he must be heartbroken. Their relationship was so good..." Isabella suddenly understood. Their adversaries were so ruthless. Unable to kill the Mafia bosses, they targeted their loved ones instead. Witnessing each family member being killed must be devastating. Thinking about it, Isabella looked at Emanuele. "Fortunately, you don't like me. If I die, you won't be sad, right? You'll just find someone younger and prettier."

Before Isabella could finish, Emanuele covered her mouth. His tone carried a hint of frustration.

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

His tone revealed a sense of panic. Could such words be uttered casually?

Isabella didn't expect Emanuele to be so agitated, but wasn't she speaking the truth? Emanuele didn't like her, so if she really died, he'd easily find someone else.

She could hardly imagine him grieving for her. Probably, shortly after her death, he would move on.

Seeing Isabella's indifferent expression, Emanuele felt a stifling sensation in his chest, like the oppressive air before a storm.

Isabella really thought of him this way? If she died... he couldn't bear to think about what he would do. He would probably go crazy.

Unfortunately, this sentiment couldn't be shared with anyone, or they might harm Isabella.

Isabella shifted the topic again. "So why does Rocco want to marry again now?"

"Because he wants to have his own child."

"Oh my God!" Isabella exclaimed, covering her mouth in surprise. "Grazia is going to have a child with him?"

Although she understood that their marriage was undoubtedly a transaction, having it laid out so plainly before her made Isabella a bit uneasy. Sleeping together without any emotional connection and then having a child?

Despite Grazia and Andrew having a good relationship before, they didn't have any children.

"Isabella, don't worry too much about it. Let them handle this matter on their own," Emanuele said.

He had initially thought she could handle the title of Mafia Queen well, but now it seemed that she was sometimes too naive. Having just entered the world of the Mafia, her approach to interpersonal relationships was still too innocent.

If he hadn't arrived in time today, the consequences would have been unimaginable if Isabella had continued to say something offensive.