The Mafia Lord's Secret Lover (Evelyn) novel Chapter 59

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59 Do You Like It?

The elevator doors slid open with a soft chime, and Evelyn stepped out first, her heels clicking lightly against the polished floor of the

fifth level. 1

Her heart beat faster than usual as she reached for Onver’s hand. His chubby small fingers curled around hers, warm and eager, as they

made their way down the hallway toward the apartment.

She halted for a second, uncertain, glancing at her son as if silently asking him which door was theirs.

Before she could speak, Axel, following just behind, lifted a hand and pointed calmly toward her apartment door.

Of course, he knew. He’s the one who renovated this entire floor.

Evelyn kept moving, but her grip on Oliver’s hand tightened. She glanced down to check his face, and her chest softened when she saw

his eyes shining with pure excitement.

That sparkle in her little boy’s gaze was enough to melt away all of her nerves for just a heartbeat.

Behind them, Axel’s steps were steady. He said nothing, but she could feel his gaze resting on her as Oliver skipped ahead to the door.

Her son tiptoed to reach the digital lock, struggling but determined. He punched in the code with exaggerated concentration. The lock

buzzed in rejection.

“Whoa,” Oliver groaned, puffing out his cheeks. He turned and looked at Axel. “Dad, did you change the password? What’s the new

password?”

Evelyn was about to try it when Axel answered, calm as ever, “Your mommy’s birthday. You know that, right?”

Evelyn nearly stumbled in her heels. ‘What? Why does he use my birthday?‘

Oliver’s face lit up as if he had just solved a grand mystery.

“Yes, Dad, I know that!”

Oliver entered the numbers with confidence this time, and the lock clicked open.

“See? Easy!” Oliver grinned, then turned to Evelyn, “Hurry, Mom, let’s check out our new house.”

He grabbed her hand and tugged her inside.

Evelyn forced a smile, squeezing his tiny fingers back. Her heart was still caught on Axel’s casual answer.

Axel followed them into the apartment, his tall frame filling the doorway as Oliver and Evelyn darted into the living space.

“Mommy,” Oliver looked up to meet Evelyn’s eyes. “We will sleep with Daddy in this house, right?”

Evelyn froze. Her first instinct was to laugh nervously and tell him not to assume such things.

The words perched on the tip of her tongue: “Darling, you should ask your daddy, not me, What if he flies back to the capital for an important meeting?”

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But what actually came out of her mouth betrayed her.

“Yes, sweetheart. Dad will stay because tonight is our special day.”

As soon as the words left her lips, Evelyn wanted the heavens to open and swallow her whole. 1

‘Dear Lord, why would I say that? Strike me with lightning right now. Please!‘

She risked a glance over her shoulder, terrified she would catch Axel smirking triumphantly. To her immense relief, or perhaps greater

danger…his expression remained unreadable.

Quickly, she picked up her pace and stepped deeper into the apartment, eager to change the subject and distract herself.

The newly renovated space greeted her like something out of a celebrity’s Cribs TV show.

The faint scent of fresh paint and polished wood drifted through the air.

She was impressed.

The apartment had been completely transformed.

The once–cozy space now glowed with modern elegance: an open–concept living room that flowed into a dining area and a kitchen sleek

enough to belong in a chef’s dream.

Floor–to–ceiling windows bathed the space in natural light, framing the sea outside like a giant flat–screen showing the most beautiful

view imaginable.

Soft beige walls added warmth to the bright expanse, and the brand–new furniture gleamed with rich wood finishes.

She found herself admiring everything: the huge L sofa with more than ten seats, the polished dining table, even the stainless–steel

appliances that still had a faint new–metal shine.

‘My goodness, Axel Knight! How did you manage this in a week? While running your empire?‘

“Wow!” Oliver shouted, spinning in a circle. “It looks like a palace! This place is huge, Mom… Dad!”

He dashed from the sofa to the kitchen, then back to the dining area, his laughter enough to warm the house.

Evelyn’s chest swelled at his laughter. She loved seeing him so happy.

But when her eyes flicked toward the master bedroom door, a cold, nervous shiver slid down her spine.

That room.

Her throat went dry. That bed. That reality.

“Do you like it?” Axel’s voice came close from just behind her. Too close for her to smell his signature fragrance.

She glanced at him quickly, brushing a loose strand of hair behind her car.

“It’s beautiful, she admitted softly. “You didn’t have to go through all this trouble, Axel. We’ll only stay here for a few months.”

His eyes lingered on her.

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“No trouble at all. This is an investment. And you can also stay here whenever you visit Aunt Martha during our summer holidays.”

“Oh. You’re right. She smiled faintly, then turned away, trying to put Oliver’s small backpack on the sofa to keep her busy.

“Daddy, Daddy!” Oliver came running back, tugging at Axel’s hand. “Can we see the bedroom now?”

Axel exchanged a look with Evelyn, then nodded to his son. “Let’s go.”

“Which one do you want to see first?” he asked. “Your room or Mommy and Daddy’s room?”

Oliver beamed. “You and Mommy’s room!”

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