Chapter 130: This Man Is A Devil


    Chapter 130: This Man Is a Devil


    Not long after Andrew''s passing, Emanuele was already arranging for Grazia to marry, and the


    groom-to-be was the head of the mafia. Didn''t that mean Grazia would be exposed to even greater


    risks?


    Even if there wasn''t a threat to her life, Isabe felt that Grazia would be in great emotional pain.


    Her bond with Andrew was strong, and after knowing him for so many years, it would take time for


    Grazia to move on from his death. But now, Emanuele wanted her to marry someone else. She


    would undoubtedly feel guilty towards Andrew.


    Moreover, the man she was to marry was the head of the Italian mafia. Marrying him meant Grazia


    would have to leave Chicago forever.


    No, she didn''t want that!


    Isabe hugged Grazia, feeling her sadness, sharing in her grief. Isabe should have realized


    Emanuele''s true nature long ago. This mancked emotions and a heart; all he cared about was


    maniption.


    He could calcte when to have children and even manipte his own sister''s marriage.


    Isabe recalled how Emanuele initially wanted to give her away to rk, the head of the Canadian


    mafia. He always enjoyed using everything at his disposal for deals. Yet, she foolishly fell for


    Emanuele.


    Isabe found herself ridiculous. How could she have fallen for Emanuele? She once naively


    believed she could beat him at his own game. Now, it seemed she had lost from the very beginning.


    At this moment, Isabe felt ice-cold, as if she had plunged into the depths of hell.


    "Grazia, don''t worry. I''ll talk to Emanuele about this; I''ll try to persuade him to give up on this idea."


    "No, Isabe, don''t you understand Emanuele? Once he makes up his mind, no one can change it."


    Grazia wiped away her tears, still immersed in a world of despair.


    She had long known, as the princess of the mafia, that enjoying the perks of this status also meant


    bearing certain responsibilities. Marriage could be treated as a tool for negotiation.


    Previously, Grazia felt fortunate to have had a love affair with Andrew, free from thepulsion to


    marry someone she didn''t like. But now, everything had changed. Andrew was gone, and she had


    to marry a man she didn''t love.


    The man named Ro, whom Grazia was supposed to marry, she had seen a few times before. He


    looked fierce, with a scar on his face, making him appear particrly menacing. Despite


    exchanging greetings, they had never spoken. Now, Emanuele wanted her to marry him!


    She met up with Isabe, hoping to confide in her. Isabe reassured her, mentioning that she


    would persuade Emanuele. However, in her eyes, this idea seemed rather naive and cute.


    Isabe might underestimate Emanuele''s determination.


    After parting ways with Grazia, Isabe returned home, waiting for Emanuele to return. As the night


    dragged on, she fell asleep on the couch, and Emanuele still hadn''te back.


    Emanuele returned to the apartment at 3 AM. As he entered the living room, he noticed someone


    lying on the couch. Without looking, he knew it was Isabe. They had a disagreement the night


    before, making it an unpleasant encounter. Now, seeing Isabe waiting for him, he found it


    somewhat rare.


    Approaching her, Emanuele observed the girl in a silk slip dress that emitted a faint glow in the dim


    light. Her dress and hair scattered on the couch created a picturesque scene.


    Emanuele leaned down and kissed Isabe, then gently lifted her into his arms, intending to carry


    her to bed. He moved cautiously, afraid of waking her. However, due to Isabe''s troubled thoughts,


    her sleep was light. When Emanuele ced her on the bed, she woke up.


    Isabe opened her eyes and looked at Emanuele. Initially, her gaze held the softness of just


    waking up, but after a while, she regained herposure.


    "Emanuele," Isabe called his name, her tone carryingplex emotions.


    "What''s wrong?" Emanuele wasn''t sure if Isabe was angry or upset.


    "You''re making Grazia marry someone else?"


    "You know about that?" Emanuele paused for a moment, then continued, "That''s her best destiny."


    Was that why she waited for him on the couch? He thought...


    "Have you considered her feelings? She and Andrew were close. He just passed away, and she''s


    still in pain. Now you want her to marry someone else!" Isabe became more agitated as she


    spoke. If possible, she would love to shoot him. This man, how could he be so heartless, even


    manipting his own sister''s marriage?


    "Isabe, it seems you don''t quite understand the world of the mafia. Just like you see me easily


    resort to violence, do you think I enjoy killing? Grazia is the Mafia Princess; even in matters of


    marriage, she has no say."


    Looking at Emanuele''s stern face emitting a chilling aura in themplight, Isabe couldn''t help but


    shiver. Despite the heat, she felt like she had entered winter. He was too terrifying, this man was


    truly terrifying!


    From the beginning, her judgment of him was not wrong. He was a devil.


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    "But she''s your sister! Can''t you see how much she''s suffering right now?" Isabe clenched her


    teeth, anger consuming her.


    Emanuele appeared unusually calm. He stood up and walked towards the bathroom. "Ro is a


    good man, forty-one years old. His previous wife died unexpectedly, but before that, they were


    happily married. He''s a good person, and Grazia marrying him will bring her happiness."


    Will it really?


    Watching Emanuele''s retreating figure, he looked strong even from behind, radiating a powerful and


    wild aura. She knew beneath his clothes, there were firm muscles and an overflow of testosterone.


    However, this couldn''t mask his cruelty. Between them, Emanuele seemed to enjoy her body, but


    she was well aware that he merely liked her physically.


    He wouldn''t waste the slightest bit of emotion on her. This realization made Isabe feel unusually


    ufortable. That damn suffocating feeling surged up again.


    Damn it!


    Isabe buried herself in the bed, closing her eyes. She once thought she could defeat Emanuele


    with her body alone. Now she realized it was almost impossible. Emanuele could abandon even his


    own sister. She was just an honorary wife to Emanuele, a practical bedpanion. He had no


    feelings for her. How could she possibly defeat him?


    Must she really watch Grazia get married? Watch her fall into new pain before she had a chance to


    recover from Andrew''s departure?


    Isabe was in extreme pain, unable to hold back her quiet sobbing. But she feared Emanuele


    would see her crying when he came out. So, she carefully concealed her grief.


    At this moment, she didn''t want to reveal any vulnerability in front of Emanuele. She had thought


    that after the incident with Chloe, she would be strong, and Emanuele''s protection would make him


    her safe haven. But now it seemed she had been too naive. The distance between them had not


    truly closed, and she still didn''t understand this man.


    Even though they had slept countless times, Isabe felt that Emanuele was still that aloof man,


    seemingly out of reach.