The Mafia Lord's Secret Lover (Evelyn) novel Chapter 150

150 Do You Think I Was Rude?

In an instant, Axel’s entire demeanor shifted. The warmth that had embraced him throughout the evening evaporated suddenly, replaced by a taut tension that seemed to chill the very air between them. Evelyn sensed the change immediately, as if the sky had darkened just before a fierce storm broke loose.

She turned toward him, her eyebrows knitting together slowly in concern. “Axel,” she whispered hesitantly, “Who…?” But he remained silent, his jaw tightening as the sleek black car pulled up, its headlights slicing through the darkness and flooding the driveway with harsh white light, momentarily blinding them both.

“Eve, wait for me in the car,” Axel finally said, his voice calm but firm, leaving no room for debate. Without another word, he opened the door and helped her inside. Just before closing it, he paused, catching the flicker of worry in her eyes, even in the dim glow.

“It won’t take long,” he assured her softly.

“I’m not worried. Please, take your time, Axel,” Evelyn replied with a small, encouraging smile.

He gave a brief nod, his expression unreadable, then gently shut the door behind her.

As the door clicked closed, Evelyn exhaled slowly, her gaze fixed on the mysterious vehicle parked a short distance away. There was something about that car that unsettled her deeply. Axel’s sudden coldness had been a clear sign—this was no casual visit.

At first, she guessed it might be Axel’s father, which would have explained the abrupt change in his mood. But when the driver’s door swung open, it wasn’t Alexander Knight who stepped out.

Instead, a younger man emerged—tall and lean, impeccably dressed in a crisp white shirt beneath a sleek suit jacket. Even in the low light, Evelyn could tell he was younger than Axel by a few years. His features were sharp and confident, yet there was something oddly familiar about him.

Could he be Axel’s cousin? Evelyn wondered, frowning as she tried to place where she’d seen him before. Despite her efforts, her mind refused to cooperate, like trying to hold onto smoke slipping through her fingers.

A nervous buzz ran through her nerves. To distract herself, she pulled out her phone and began scrolling through the latest news headlines. Her name still appeared in the media, though no longer dominating the front pages. The frenzy around her was fading, but it lingered like a shadow following her every move.

She sighed quietly. The last thing she needed was more attention, especially with Oliver’s birthday just around the corner.

Her thoughts drifted to Oscar, who had been in town for a few days, keeping a low profile. She hadn’t heard from him since the day before, and the silence gnawed at her unease.

“Is he okay?” she murmured, fingers tapping out a quick message.

“Oscar, how are you doing?”

Almost immediately, her screen lit up with his reply.

“Barely surviving. Staying home, ordering food, trying not to die of boredom. Why are you texting me at this hour?” came the familiar sarcastic tone.

Relief washed over Evelyn, and she let out a soft laugh. Oscar was fine—typical Oscar, even sarcastic through a text.

She’d told him to move to Axel’s hotel for safety, but he had refused, insisting he was comfortable at a friend’s beach house.

“I think it’s time to get rid of the news about me. I’ve had enough attention for a lifetime,” she typed back.

Within moments, he responded.

“Got it, boss! I’ll cook up some juicy new scandal involving a supermodel to keep things lively. Don’t worry—the internet will move on by morning!”

Evelyn couldn’t help but smile.

“You’re the best, Oscar!”

“I know. I charge extra for emotional support.”

He stole a look at her from the corner of his eye. “What did you tell her?”

Evelyn smiled softly.

“I told her she didn’t need to bother. I said her blessing was more than enough, and I felt grateful for that.”

Axel chuckled quietly. His eyes returned to the road, but a trace of amusement colored his voice. “Hmmm… That sounds very you, Eve.”

She tilted her head toward him, curiosity flickering in her eyes. “Do you think I was rude? I felt bad refusing. She seemed so excited to give something.”

He shook his head gently. “No, you weren’t rude at all. Actually, I think she likes you even more because of that.”

“Really?” Evelyn raised an eyebrow skeptically.

“Trust me,” he said with a soft smile. “The more you act like you don’t need anything from my family, the more she’ll want to spoil you. She might’ve even prepared a penthouse right in the middle of town for you…”

Evelyn laughed quietly at the thought.

“Well, then I’ll be sure not to say that again. Who knows? Next time, she might offer me an entire building,” she teased.

Axel chuckled under his breath.

“Knowing you, I don’t think you’d accept it anyway. You’d still find a way to say no, no matter how much she insists.”

“Maybe,” she admitted with a smile, feeling a bit lighter despite the lingering tension.