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Chapter 21

chapter 21

Bittersweet Revenge: The mafia's wife

Scar Boss woke up from a delicious aroma of food. He freshened up and made his way to the kitchen, where he saw Amaira making something. He took a seat, his mood clearly good.The warm glow of the morning sunlight came through the kitchen windows highlighting the culinary delights Amaira was busy preparing. The air was filled with the delicious aromas of sizzling meat and creamy pasta, teasing Scar Boss's senses and making his stomach growl with anticipation.As Amaira turned to face him, a bright smile lit up her face, and her eyes sparkled with warmth. "Good morning, Sir," she said, her voice cheerful and inviting.Scar Boss's gaze lingered on Amaira's radiant face, and for a moment, his tough exterior softened. "Good morning, Amaira," he replied, his deep voice low and smooth. "What's that?" He said clearly trying to hold back the appreciation.Amaira chuckled, her eyes crinkling at the corners. "I'm making Pasta with meat to have beside. Have a seat!"Without a second invitation, Scar Boss got hold of his seat, making himself comfortable for the delicacy."Where are the maids?" Scar Boss suddenly thought"Well, I wanted to cook something myself so I gave them off from the kitchen duty this morning." Scar Boss had a slight smile on his face when Amaira continued, "Also I wanted to treat Luke with a special breakfast as a thank you. Indeed he is a nice man." Amaira let out, one could see that she was not aware of the scorn Scar Boss was giving."Luke?" Scar Boss whispered under his breath. When did they become so close forher to take his first name?Just when he was about to through a remark, Luke walked in with his dainty, cosy smile. "Why do I smell something incredible?" He grabbed a seat.Amaira chuckled and passed him his plate first before giving one to Scar Boss which again gained a frown from Scar Boss who did not speak."You indeed are the world's best chef!" Luke proclaimed devouring the pasta"I am glad you like it. Here, have some more. You look thin, have some meet too." The exchange between Amaira and Luke was building a stone in Scar Boss's heart which got heavier."By the way. Are you going to the hospital today?" Amaira asked Luke breaking Scar Boss's chain of thoughts. Just when he was about to answer for him, Luke spoke, "Sure. We can grab a coffee after that. It's my treat. Let me make up for the other day!" Amaira readily agreed but before she spoke Scar Boss interrupted, "I thought you wanted to look around the town?" He expected Luke to not hang around Amaira."I totally forgot about that. Hey Amaira, would you be kind enough to take me on a tour today. Scar Boss would be busy, let's not disturb him." Luke's replied made Scar Boss to spasm his lips. He looked at Amaira who immediately agreed.No he wouldnt let that happen. He was not going to let them two hang out together. After the breakfast was over, the three exited the mansion but instead of taking separate cars, Scar Boss pushed Luke in the passenger seat and Amaira behind and he hoped on the driver's seat."I don't have any plans for the day so I would come along." He announced"Are you going to visit my brother?" Amaira asked with surprise and a tiny of delight"I am paying all the medical bills. I should know whom I am paying for anyways."***Scar Boss, Amaira, and Luke entered the hospital, making their way to Dilip’s room. The steady beep of the monitors filled the air as Amaira approached her brother’s bedside. His face was pale, his body still, lost in a deep, unmoving sleep.Amaira gently held his hand, her eyes filled with quiet hope. “I made your favorite pasta today, Dilip,” she whispered. “When you wake up, I’ll make it again, just for you.”Luke placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder. “He’s strong. He’ll wake up soon.”Scar Boss stood near the door, watching. His eyes moved from Dilip to Amaira. The way she cared, the way she never gave up—it was something he couldn’t understand, yet it stirred something inside him.After a few moments, Luke spoke up. “Amaira, should we go grab that coffee now?”Scar Boss’s jaw tightened. He stepped forward, his voice smooth but firm. “Actually, Amaira, I need you to come with me. There’s something important.”Amaira looked at him, confused. “Right now?”“Yes.” He didn’t give her a choice.Luke frowned but said nothing.Amaira hesitated before nodding. “Okay.”Scar Boss smirked slightly. He wasn’t sure why he did it, but one thing was clear—he wasn’t going to let Luke have all of Amaira’s time.

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