บท 287: Because We Are Mafias

Vera was a bit taken aback, but she did agree, shrugging. "Go ahead, at least we have something to talk about other than how pretty I am." 

Dimitri cackled at those words and steepled his hands. He rested back on his chair and crossed his legs, his full attention on her. 

"I'm sure you're not aware of this since we've never put her in the media, but I once had a wife," he began. "One that I was forced to marry." 

"Forced to marry?" Vera tilted her head with a suspicious look. "Did you get her pregnant or what?" She was aware he was talking about Adeline. 

"No, of course not!" Dimitri was quick to answer. "My father forced us together, that's just it." 

She tilted her head, raising a brow at him. "Why? Why did he force you two to be together?" 

Dimitri stared hard at her. 

Should he tell her his father was a mafia and he was a successor in line? Would she leave if he did? And would she run?