World 2: Mixed-Blood Psychotic Mafia Boss × Original Female Lead’s Roommate — Socially Anxious Stuttering Girl 06

Fu Yu blurted it out, and then froze.

She hadn’t even gotten her period… and she didn’t actually mean to reject Cosimo…

“Host, current affection value is too low. Rejection functions will trigger randomly. Please raise the affection level promptly.”

Just as the system message ended, Fu Yu felt a sharp cramp in her lower abdomen.

No way. It actually came?

This body had always been weak since childhood — her periods were always excruciating.

Seeing her sudden discomfort, Cosimo immediately moved closer and placed the back of his hand on her forehead.

“You’re feeling really unwell?”

Fu Yu bit her lip and nodded. “My… stomach hurts. Bad.”

“Housekeeper!”

Cosimo scooped her up in his arms anxiously. “Call the family doctor immediately — have him check on A-Yu!”

The doctor took one look at the unconscious Fu Yu.

“Miss Fu is severely malnourished. That’s why her period cramps are worse than average.”

“In addition to better nutrition, the patient must stay relaxed and avoid stress.”

“Oh, and also… try not to have sex too frequently.”

The doctor glanced meaningfully at the bite mark on Cosimo’s chest as he added that last line.

Too frequent… how frequent is too frequent?

Cosimo had always been aloof, not someone who knew how to take care of others — let alone be sensitive to their pain.

But when Fu Yu was writhing in agony, her small hand clutching his robe, something in his chest twisted.

It felt like she was gripping his heart — all his senses now revolved around her.

Her joy was his joy. Her pain, his pain.

If having her meant causing her more suffering, Cosimo would rather hurt himself than lay a finger on her.

His gaze softened as he looked at her face.

“This is the first time I’ve ever seen you this worried about a woman. Don’t tell me… you’re falling hard?” the doctor, Cosimo’s childhood friend, teased.

He had never seen Cosimo show such tenderness and heartache over any woman.

Was this the power of love?

“Yeah.”

Hands in his pockets, Cosimo replied without hesitation. He’d always acted decisively — even more so with his own feelings.

The moment he saw Fu Yu for the first time at the student apartment, he’d fallen for her — this girl who seemed weak but had such strong inner strength.

“She’ll be the only woman in my life.”

“Oh my god. The most eligible mafia boss in Sicily got taken down… by an ordinary little girl…”

Cosimo grabbed his friend by the collar, eyes dangerously cold. “To me, she’s the most beautiful woman in the world.”

With that, he pulled out the revolver from his coat.

Childhood friend or not — anyone who dared insult Fu Yu… deserved to die.

“I-I was just joking! Of course, sis-in-law is the most beautiful woman in the world!”

Too scared to say another word, the doctor quickly gave Fu Yu an injection and left via helicopter.

Once onboard, he immediately sent a voice message to the group chat:

“Brothers! Breaking news — Cosimo’s got a woman now!”

“No way. Which heiress finally cracked Cosimo’s cold heart? I thought he’d die alone.”

“Don’t lie to me. My sister dreams of being Cosimo’s wife. Are they serious or just messing around?”

“100% serious. I joked about his girl and almost got shot in the face!”

“Holy crap!”

Back at the estate, Cosimo looked at the constantly buzzing phone, frowning.

It wasn’t his phone — it was Fu Yu’s.

The caller ID showed: Qin Xue.

Qin Xue.

He remembered the name.

According to the secretary’s investigation, she was Fu Yu’s roommate.

Cosimo didn’t hesitate — he hung up and blocked the number.

From now on, he was all Fu Yu needed in her world.

Since he liked her, there was no need for other unnecessary people to exist in her life, taking up the precious time they could spend together.

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Qin Xue tried calling several more times, but all she got was the “number temporarily unavailable” message. A sense of dread crept into her heart.

Something felt off.

“You really saw A-Yu moving out yesterday?” she asked the landlady.

“Of course. I overslept my nap and didn’t wake until 7 PM. After dinner, I went to dance on Xilin Street with Kelly.”

“As I walked downstairs, I saw A-Yu carrying her suitcase into a…”

The landlady squinted as she recalled.

“A stretch Lincoln. Yep. The guy driving was huge — totally looked like a gangster. You know, this street is just students and old folks. The sight scared me so bad I dropped my cane.”

It’s over.

Qin Xue’s face turned pale.

Fu Yu came from a poor background — how could she know someone who drives a stretch Lincoln?

It must have been Cosimo’s men who took her last night.

The landlady remembered how Fu Yu was practically escorted into the car by men in black suits, and her expression shifted in alarm.

“Qin Xue… did A-Yu offend someone powerful?”

She clutched her cane tightly, trembling.

Qin Xue didn’t answer, which only confirmed her fears.

Fu Yu was the quiet, obedient type — only going to school, the library, or her convenience store job. Never the type to get into trouble.

So who could she have possibly offended?

It was all the landlady’s fault. If she’d just asked one more question last night, maybe Fu Yu wouldn’t have been taken by those bad people.

“Qin Xue, go report to your country’s embassy! What if the police here can’t do anything…”

The landlady suddenly remembered the gunshots from the other night — rumor was, the Sicilian mafia had a shootout at the alleyway. One dead, one wounded.

Could it be… those criminals kidnapped Fu Yu?

“Oh dear—”

She slumped to the ground, reaching for her phone to call the embassy with shaking hands.

“Wait.” Qin Xue stopped her, face dark. She looked directly into her eyes.

“Don’t worry. Leave this to me. Fu Yu… she’s been dating someone recently. She probably just went to find her boyfriend. I’ll look for her at school. You don’t need to worry.”

“Really?”

The landlady clutched Qin Xue’s hands, tears streaming. “Those men last night… they weren’t bad people, right?”

Qin Xue choked.

Yes, they were bad. The worst kind.

They took Fu Yu because they wanted to interrogate her for Qin Xue’s whereabouts.

Was Cosimo that obsessed with her?

To the point of imprisoning Fu Yu for her sake?

But then again, maybe Fu Yu wasn’t answering because… she was trying to protect her?

Keep Cosimo from finding her?

At that thought, Qin Xue felt a twinge of guilt.

But for the sake of her own happiness, she had no choice but to sacrifice Fu Yu.

After calming the landlady down, she also canceled her lease and packed up within hours.

No matter how tight-lipped Fu Yu was, Qin Xue couldn’t return to the apartment.

Inside the taxi, she opened her phone and pulled up Fu Yu’s contact.

Clenching her jaw — she blocked her.