CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND TWENTY – THE RED LETTER

As Rebecca attempted to clean some of the frosting from Helena's face, she caught sight of a familiar figure entering the garden. Her breath caught in her throat as she recognized Antonio Moretti, one of Luca's main rivals in the mafia world. She turned to Luca, her eyes wide with alarm, but he had already seen. His face had hardened, the jovial father replaced in an instant by the stern mafia boss. "Stay with Helena," he murmured, pressing a quick kiss to Rebecca's cheek before striding towards Antonio. Rebecca watched, her heart pounding, as Luca intercepted Antonio before he could get too far into the party. She couldn't hear what was being said, but she could see the tension in Luca's shoulders, the tight set of his jaw. After what felt like an eternity, but was probably only a few minutes, Antonio nodded curtly and turned to leave. Luca watched him go, his posture rigid until Antonio's car had disappeared down the driveway. When Luca returned to Rebecca's side, his face was ca