MY Possessive Mafia Men

MY Possessive Mafia Men

Chapter 158: Simple And Efficient

Chapter 158: Simple And Efficient

Angelia

"At least stay for dinner, we are making lasagna." Andy said.

Usually, the mention of his lasagna would make me feel drool. Now, my stomach tightened into a hard knot at the thought of food.

I can make the salad?"

gaze narrowed as he looked at me, seeing something wasn't right. Maybe, my smile was too stiff or my voice was devoid of my real emotions. Whatever it was, it was tipping him off that something wasn't quite right. "Stop giving me that look, I

fine." I insisted.

am fine." I

"But you are not, not really." He interjected.

Fuck me for always wearing my heart on my sleeve. I never really could hide my emotions that well at least, not from those who knew me. "Yes, I am not fine but I am okay." I relented, Tam

"A part of me is still hurt over this whole thing and while I feel it is the right decision to take a break from them, it won't be easy."

No, it wouldn't be easy, it would be devastatingly hard. He nodded, believing me, when had I ever given him a reason not to? It felt wrong keeping things from me, it felt wrong to lie but I needed him to back off. "The choice is always up to you, girly and you know I will support you with whatever decision you make but maybe you should wait a few days and truly think it through. You don't have to rush, those men will understand you taking your time." He squeezed my knees in comfort. Just the simple touch made my eyes prickle with the need to cry but I blinked them gone. Shaking my head, my eyes fixated on the slight crack in the vase beside his television to keep the tears at bay.

"I have decided, it is already as good as gone."

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need to. All he had to say was in that one exhale. You are making a mistake, that was what his inhale pointed at and my heart

are you going to tell

them, I hadn't actually thought about it. I didn't like the idea of facing them with my heart torn and maybe having to tear theirs as well. "Angelia, if you are sure of your decision, then you have to tell them. It is not cool to let them stress and wait

I wasn't ready to tell because I didn't want to take a break from them.

I will text them

didn't mean it was something I looked forward to. The thoughts of being in the same room as them, knowing it would be for the last time in a long while made the knot in my stomach tighten even further. But I smiled through it, feeling Andy's eyes on me. I might be an

take them back knowing full well that

couch and extended a hand to me, pulling me up. "Come on, let's go make some dinner." He said it practically loud and a second later, I understood

the sight of him trying to see if the coast was clear nearly made me smile. While I wasn't exactly ready to be alone in my apartment, it helped to know that these two love birds

interest of mine or rather, cooking with a

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as I started cutting up the salad because the fun had come from spending time with him, not the cooking in itself. Now it was more like a chore, there was no excitement in it. I

the night Riccardo spent the night after he had worried for hours about me being safe? Would the taste of pizza bring back the memories of my first unofficial date with Marshall? We had been together

also taken a

bringing my bl***dy finger to my lips and sucked on the sting.

head to focus on

is it?" Andy hurried to my side, taking in the droplets of blood staining the

is." Biting my teeth to stop cursing to the moon and back.

the the paper

and pressed it to the shallow cut

James said, he looked queasy at

the couch while Andy quickly returned to the pot, stirring it and making sure

it is fine. I can still make the salad." I protested without

couldn't

it in myself to keep faking, little by little, I was

first and get

one will not have an accidentally amputated finger on my consciousness because I let

me these past days, mostly doing little things like making Andy's place clean before I moved in and how he let me have some time alone with my best friend. Seeing some sense in what he said, I finally nodded and let him get back to cooking as I plastered my finger, my mind already

instead of the unknown person that was a whole other problem. It wasn't ready to get into, at least the sadness would be something Andy expected as opposed to the terrifying fright I