The Mafia Lord's Secret Lover (Evelyn) novel Chapter 117

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117 Date?

Evelyn’s brows furrowed, though a small smile tugged at her lips. 1

“You’ve been planning something ridiculous again, have you?”

Axel stops and walks back to her, leaning in closer. “Well, Mrs. Knight… it really depends on how you define ridiculous…”

Before she could ask for more details, he leaned in, gently kissed her temple, and softly whispered, “Be ready in thirty minutes, Eve.

We’re going out on a date!”

She stood there, dazed, watching him walk upstairs to Oliver’s room.

Her heart fluttered wildly. She feels curious, yet nervous at the same time.

‘God… what is he planning now? A date? These hours?‘ Evelyn thought as she walked into the bedroom.

An hour passed.

And still… no Axel.

She glanced at the clock for what felt like the hundredth time.

Every minute dragged slower than the last.

The room felt too quiet, too big, too full of thoughts she didn’t want to entertain.

A few times, she was tempted to go upstairs to check on him and Oliver, but something in her stopped her; an odd mix of nerves and

excitement that made her heart flutter each time she remembered his voice.

“We’re going out on a date!”

The word “date” echoed in her head like a secret she wasn’t supposed to keep.

It had been years since she’d gone on one, years since anyone had looked at her that way.

She sighed, sinking into the sofa, tugging her coat tighter around herself.

But waiting was torture.

Her body wanted to rest, but her mind was eager to race,

Every time she closed her eyes, she saw Axel’s teasing grin, the warmth of his touch, the way his voice dropped when he called her

name.

When she finally yawned for the fifth time and reached for her phone to scroll through social media, the door suddenly swung open.

“I’m sorry for making you wait.” Axel’s deep voice filled the room as he stepped inside, slightly out of breath, his expression carrying a trace of guilt. “Are you ready?”

“Hmm… I’m ready. Is he asleep yet?”

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“Yeah,” Axel said, walking toward the bathroom while loosening his collar. “He just fell asleep. He’s really chatty tonight.”

“Chatty?” Evelyn smiled, imagining Oliver keeping his father hostage with endless bedtime stories.

“Yeah, he asked if dinosaurs had bedtime too. He also said, about Cloud, he worries he might be cold…” Axel’s voice carried a faint laugh

as he turned to her. “Give me five minutes, okay?”

She nodded, pretending not to notice the way her heart skipped when his eyes met hers.

“Take your time.”

When the bathroom door closed, Evelyn exhaled slowly. She ran her fingers through her hair, looked at her reflection in her cell phone

camera, and frowned.

He seemed too nervous, too hopeful.

‘Geez, Eve… It’s just a date, she told herself. ‘With your son’s father. Who happens to make your heart go insane… So, relax!‘

Five minutes later, the door swung open again, and Evelyn found herself unable to look anywhere but at him.

Axel looked effortlessly handsome in his dark, long coat and white T–shirt, with his hair slightly tousled. His commanding presence was

still there, but it felt softened and more approachable.

“Let’s go?” he said, offering his hand.

Evelyn hesitated only a second before slipping her hand into his.

“Seriously, where are we going? It’s past nine.”

He smiled, a slow curve that made her pulse race. “We’re going on a date.”

Her brows arched. “You already told me that.”

He chuckled.

“Axel, are you thinking about going on a date outside? It might feel a bit risky…

“Risky?”

“I mean, being seen together in public. The reporters. Or, your fans out there…”

Axel stopped beside the waiting car, the black four–wheel drive car already humming softly as if someone had prepared it.

He didn’t hurry to reply to her, but as he opened the passenger door, he glanced at her with that confident spark in his eyes.

“Don’t worry. We’re not going to the city” He pointed toward the mountain behind their house. “We’re going there.”

Evelyn blinked.

“T–The mountain?”

He chuckled. “Don’t look so alarmed. I’m not taking you camping. Or hiking in the middle of the night.”

“I didn’t say anything,” she muttered, though her lips slightly formed a smile.

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“You didn’t have to. Your face said everything.”

Evelyn rolls her eyes, unable to believe that this man still finds a way to draw conclusions and twist her words.

“I was just… concerned. What if Oliver wakes up and starts looking for us?”

“He won’t,” Axel said, closing her door after she got in. “Jimmy’s staying with him. And Oliver already knows I’m taking you on a date.”

Her head snapped toward him. “He knows?”

“Of course.” He started the car, grinning. “He told me, ‘Daddy, be nice to Mommy. She never goes on a date…”

Evelyn gasped, then burst into laughter.

“He said that?”

“Hm…” A teasing smile flashed in his gaze, “Seriously, you never go on a date?”

‘Unbelievable, Evelyn laughed inwardly. ‘I was just randomly answering him, but he still remembers? And now, he exposed me to his

Dad?‘

She chose not to answer Axel’s question, just pretending to enjoy the car ride.

The drive began with the hum of the engine, blending with the chirping of crickets outside.

The gravel road stretched ahead, winding through the forest. Moonlight poured through the trees, soft and silver, casting fleeting

shadows across their faces.

After twenty minutes of gentle bumps and sharp turns, the car finally slowed down and then came to a complete stop a few minutes

later.

“We’re here,” Axel said, getting out first and opening her door with a slight bow. “My wife…”

She smiled as she held his hand.

When she looked up, the scenery before her eyes stunned her. “Wow, Axel…” she whispered,

The view was breathtaking. From the mountain peak, the entire city stretched below them, glittering and alive under the moonlight.

“This place is beautiful.”

She turned to see him, surprised to see Axel now staring back at her.

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