The Mafia Lord's Secret Lover (Evelyn) novel Chapter 115

Axel had just arrived at the house. 1

As he loosened his tie, Jimmy approached with a respectful bow.

“Welcome back, sir.”

“Where’s my wife and son?” Axel asked, glancing around.

“Madam and Young Master are at the lake.”

Axel raised a brow. “The lake? Alone?”

“Yes, sir. It’s been almost an hour.”

Axel turned toward the wide glass window overlooking the property. Through it, he could see faint figures by the lake.

Evelyn’s flowing hair catching the wind, Oliver bouncing near her chair.

“Why didn’t you go with them?”

Jimmy straightened nervously.

*Sir, I tried. But Madam insisted she didn’t need help. She said she wanted time alone with the Young Master. When I insisted again, she…

Well, she scolded me.”

Axel’s stern expression softened into a small laugh. He could picture it perfectly; Evelyn crossing her arms, raising that brow at poor

Jimmy.

“I see,” he murmured, amusement flickering in his eyes.

“Shall I call them, sir?”

“No need.” Axel handed Jimmy his suit and tie. “I’ll go to them.”

As he stepped outside, the cool evening air brushed his face. The scent of the lake carried faintly on the breeze, mixed with Evelyn’s

laughter in the distance.

His pace quickened unconsciously.

“Did you catch something, buddy?” Axel’s voice called from behind them.

Evelyn jolted, turning around in surprise. Her eyes widened when she saw him walking toward them, the setting sun casting a soft glow behind his tall figure.

“Axel…”

Oliver jumped to his feet. “Daddy! You’re back…”

Axel smiled at her before he bent down beside his son. “So, did you catch anything?”

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“Yes, Dad…” Oliver nodded eagerly. “Three fish. But Mommy said we should let them go because they’re too small.”

“Good job, buddy.” Axel affectionately ruffled his son’s hair.

Evelyn watched them, warmth blooming in her chest. It was such a simple scene, yet seeing them together like this made her heart.

warm with gratitude.

When Axel turned back to her, his eyes softened.

“Are you not going to hug your husband?”

Her lips parted in a quiet laugh. “You didn’t even warn me you’d be back this early.”

He stepped closer, his voice teasing. “Would you rather I didn’t?”

“Of course not,” she said quickly, then glanced at Oliver, who was too busy checking his fishing line to notice them. “But you could’ve

called.”

“I wanted to surprise you,” Axel said smoothly, his eyes glinting.

Evelyn rolled her eyes but couldn’t stop smiling. “You certainly did.”

Axel looked around the quiet lake, the golden light shimmering across the water.

“It’s beautiful here,” he said softly. “I’m glad you two are enjoying it.”

“We are,” Evelyn replied, her tone warm. “Oliver loves it.”

“And you?”

She hesitated for a heartbeat, then met his gaze. “I do too.”

A faint smile curved his lips as he reached out, his fingers brushing her waist lightly before resting there. The gesture was small, but it

made her heart skip a beat.

Oliver’s voice suddenly broke the moment.

“Daddy… Look… Look… The fish again!”

Both of them turned just in time to see the rod dipping. Axel chuckled as Oliver squealed in delight and started reeling it in with all his

strength.

Evelyn hurried to help him, laughing as she steadied the rod.

Axel stood beside them, quietly watching as his wife’s laughter filled the air and his son’s joy shone brightly. He felt a deep sense of peace

and happiness just being present in this moment.

When Oliver finally released the fish back into the water, he looked up proudly.

“Daddy, I did it…”

Axel smiled and said, “You’re amazing, buddy. But we should wrap things up now… the night is coming, and it’s going to get cold.”

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Evelyn agrees. She begins to feel cold now, but surprisingly, her son doesn’t.

As they walked side by side, while Oliver was already sprinting ahead, Axel placed a hand around her waist, pulling her gently closer.

His voice dropped low, only for her. “Are you happy I kept my promise?”

She smiled faintly, whispering back, “More than you know.”

Axel’s hand tightened around her waist just enough to make heat rush to her cheeks.

“Can you stop doing that?” Evelyn glared at him, though her voice came out softer than she wanted. And her heartbeat was entirely out

of control.

“Why?” His lips curved into a curious grin. “Oh, don’t tell me that’s your sensitive spot?” He looked genuinely intrigued, as if he’d just

discovered something priceless.

“Seriously?” He asks again. His eyes narrowed, his smile wider.

Before she could react, he squeezed her waist again.

Evelyn gasped, eyes widening. “Axel!”

But he only laughed, clearly enjoying himself.

Flustered, she quickly removed his hand.

“I’m not talking to you!” she declared, her face flushed with embarrassment.

Then she chased after Oliver, who was already skipping toward the house.

“Sweetheart, wait for me!” she called out, trying to sound casual.

Axel chuckled, running a hand through his hair as he followed them at a leisurely pace.

“Eve, he muttered to himself, his grin widening, “you really think you can escape from me tonight? No chance. You can’t avoid it any

longer?

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