The Mafia Devil in My Inbox Chapter 06

The Mafia Devil in My Inbox Chapter 06

After dinner, Dante insisted on driving me home. 

The ride was quiet. Neither of us spoke for a 

while. 

Then Don DeLorenzo glanced at me and suddenly 

asked, “Hannah, let me ask you something.” 

“Go ahead.” 

“What would you do if someone broke up with you 

because they misunderstood you?” 

I laughed, “Obviously, I’d clear up the 

misunderstanding.” 

“And how would you do that?” 

I thought for a moment, “Spend more time with 

her, I guess. Let her get to know the real you.” 

“If they understand who you actually are, they’ll 

realize you’re not the person they thought your 

were.” 

Dante’s eyes locked onto mine, a slow smile 

appeared on his lips. 

“I see.” 

For some reason, he seemed like a completely 

different person. 

The gloomy, dejected look I’d seen before was 

gone. 

There was light in his eyes now. 

Although I wasn’t particularly close to Dante, I couldn’t help feeling pleased that my advice 

seemed to have helped him. 

The next morning, I had barely opened my eyes 

when my phone started ringing. 

It was Orlando. 

“Hannah, I need your help!” 

I groaned, “What is it this time, Don Riccardi?” 

“Don DeLorenzo wants to inspect our Orlando 

branch. He also wants to do some sightseeing 

while he’s here.” 

“So?” 

“He specifically requested that you come along.” 

I immediately sat up, “I can say no to that, right?” 

“No.” 

Orlando didn’t even hesitate, then he added, 

“Dante said that if you go, he’ll double his 

investment in our group.” 

I rolled my eyes, “And why exactly should I care?” 

“Fine.” Orlando sighed dramatically, “I’ll double your year–end bonus too.” 

“You’ll pay off your father’s debt much faster.” 

I was silent for half a second. 

“Okay. When do we leave?” 

“Now.” 

I packed a suitcase in record time and caught the 

next flight to Orlando. 

When I arrived, Dante had just landed as well. 

Before I left, Orlando had repeatedly warned me 

about him. 

“Dante is extremely picky. Make sure he enjoys 

himself.” 

So I booked him into the best hotel in Orlando. 

Two luxury suites. One for him, and one for me. 

After dropping off our luggage, we prepared to head to the branch office according to the 

schedule. 

Because everything had happened so suddenly that morning, I hadn’t had time to eat breakfast. 

My stomach was growling. 

Dante had been walking ahead when he suddenly 

stopped. 

“Wait,” he turned to Cesare, “Let’s get something to 

eat first.” 

A warmth spread through my chest. 

Dante always looked so cold and intimidating on 

the outside. But somehow, he was surprisingly 

considerate. 

After eating, we headed to the Orlando branch. 

I introduced him to several department heads, 

gave him an overview of ongoing projects, and 

helped facilitate discussions with local 

employees. 

By the end of the visit, Dante seemed quite 

satisfied. 

The problem was…he showed absolutely no 

intention of leaving. 

Instead, he announced that he’d like to spend a 

few more days exploring Orlando. 

When Orlando heard the news, he was thrilled. 

Apparently, he immediately decided to fly over as 

well. 

Along with his fiancée, Lydia. 

The moment I heard that, I declared that I was 

leaving. Immediately. 

Unfortunately, Orlando practically begged me over 

the phone. 

“Hannah, please. Dante specifically requested that 

you stay.” 

“If you leave and he changes his mind about the 

investment, what am I supposed to do?” 

I remained silent. 

Orlando sensed that I wasn’t convinced, so he 

sweetened the deal. 

“How about this? I’ll increase your salary by twelve 

percent.” 

That got my attention. 

Twelve percent. 

Now he was speaking my language. 

“Deal!”