MY Possessive Mafia Men

MY Possessive Mafia Men Chapter 152: You Broke My Trust Chapter 152: You Broke My Trust

Riccardo

"Hi, you have reached the apologetic ***le who truly wished he had been forgiven. How may I help you?" I joked but at the same time, not really.

*ck

S**** head." Marshall laughed.

"Yes, I have come to my senses. You can thank our... Angelia for that, she kind of gave me s***t about being a hypocrite and she was right. You guys withheld information from me but we were doing the same to her and if I want her to forgive me then I should forgive you guys." "Oh, thank goodness. I thought I had to send you some flowers and a card." I said.

I had seriously considered it, maybe not flowers but rent a suit for him at the Yankees' next game

or something. I would have even added flowers, I had thrown in

Marshall didn't know what he was missing by forgiving me too soon.

apology chocolate as well.

"I am glad you didn't, I am sure you would have brought the ugliest flowers." He joked.

"So what has happened since I last saw you?"

"Beside being punched by Angelia's friend?" I asked.

"No shit! So that was your blood I saw in the hallway? Andy punched me too, he has got a mean right h***k and I hadn't expected that. He **n near broke my nose."

I shook my head at the ball of that guy, I respected him for standing up for Angelia like that especially when it was against men twice as big as he was. Marshall filled me in on his meeting with her yesterday and it turned out mine was the only one left and it felt like the weight of the upcoming conversation fell heavy on my shoulders. I couldn'***k this up, my friend's happiness and the happiness of the girl that I loved were at stake. If I had to shoulder the whole f**ing world so they thru would be okay, then so be it. I didn't care about myself as long as they were fine. Having Marshall forgive us made it easier for the meeting I was about to have with Angelia. It was like a bandaid on a big wound but it stemmed some of the bleeding.

known was that the three of us had talked and we had agree we wanted her as a submissive permanently. We had known she wasn't ready to be a slave a maybe she never would be but it hadn't mattered. Having

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to make sure the people I cared about were happy. I was resolute and kept a tight rein of my emotions as I showed up to the park where I knew she had also met Marshall. The weather was on the colder side as fog swept through the park. It was a somber kind of weather, perfectly mirroring my

got and I swallowed hard, trying to dislodge the lump I felt in my throat.

breathing caught seeing so much of everything inside them. I saw her hesitation, her indecision, her pain, all of her thoughts and emotions swirled inside those beautiful orbits of hers. She didn't move from her position by the railing, so I went to her instead. I kept a couple of feet between us, not wanting to overwhelm her and not knowing if my nearness would be appreciated. For a moment, we didn't talk, all we did was stare out into

said, her voice was so small, so unlike the Angelia I

were falling for. Guilt that she was hurt because of something I did, guilt that our entire relationship was going to hell. If I could do something to make up for it, to both her

on the railing tightened as I tried to

much that needed to be said. God forbid I would have another panic attack, that was the last thing she needed to deal with right

"I'm

sorry, honey. I so so

"I know," she echoed.

look at information about me that I hadn't given to you, I didn't even know you yet.

were, where you lived, school and work, that kind of stuff. He wasn't allowed to dig any deeper than that, it doesn't excuse anything. I know it

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and I realized

good to know you didn't go that far but why did you do it? Why

his sister but he took care of her, protecting her from their home life and no one had his back. I had my grandparents, while I loved them, they didn't always have the energy to take care of

we all felt and so when we discovered bdsm and realized that we were all masters, we decided we would share a slave. We didn't want several people getting in between our bond, we were too loyal to one another to allow that to happen. We figured if we had one slave together, it could only strengthen the bond between us. For years we searched for that one person that would fit us perfectly, that one person who wouldn't disrupt the flow but instead contribute to it." Taking her hand, I turned

to see the

this instant connection we felt even from a distance and we couldn't ignore it. We panicked when you left and we had no way of reaching you. So instead, I was the complete idiot who made the wrong choice because I couldn't let you slip through our fingers." Her eyes widened as