Chapter 45: His lover

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Clara's POV:

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Clara's POV:

"Grandpa." I say rushing to him hugging him. I turn us around staring at Francesco.

He looks good younger than the last time I saw him. My grandfather might be scary to others with silver eyes, tattoos and that old scar on his face. The scar starts from above his eyes to under it. In my eyes he is adorable. He is my family.

"We are fucked." I mouth to him. He just shakes his head.

Like seriously I have to see my grandfather after a while in this situation? In Francescos arms when he's kissing me?

"What are you doing here?" I ask.

"What is he doing here? The ball is for him." Louis says as he approaches us.

"Do you know him?" Louis asks. I mean he just came when I asked that question.

"Louis meet my granddaughter." My grandfather says.

"Granddaughter?" Louis asks gulping he looks pale.

"What are you doing here?" He asks.

"Well I was on a mission." I say with a smile.

"A mission? Clara rest go live your life till I hand you down my business. There is always time for work but not for having fun. Go have fun till you're young." He says.

"Sorry I just wanted to make sure I am ready for this world." I say.

"You are ready. You were born ready. Isn't your monthly million dollars enough for you?" He asks.

"Of course it is. I am sorry don't be mad." I say with a pout.

"Don't be my little one." He says.

"And who is this young guy?" He asks with a growl.

"Oh meet Francesco Altieri." I say.

"Francesco Altieri." He repeats to himself.

"And who is he to you?" He asks.

Good question. I want to say my boss but he was kissing me.

"Um my current boyfriend." I say. Both of them raised their brows at me.

"A boyfriend who's more like my fiancé." I add. I mean fuck body.

"Why didn't you tell ne about him?" He asks.

"I didn't want to be a burden with my life." I lied.

"Clara dear you are no burden. Don't ever say that." He says with a serious tone. I nod with a smile.

"Now my dear Clara go grab a champagne while I have a word with him." My grandfather says. I nod.

Private talks I hate them.

After five minutes I found Francesco talking to some other mobs.

"What did he say?" I whisper.

"Nothing just that if I break your heart he will kill me and some other stuffs." He says. Aww my adorable grandfather.

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