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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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 squeezed as if

are you going to tell

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

he didn't know that I wasn't ready to tell because

text them that we

needed to happen but it 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 idiot, I might be making the biggest mistake of my life but I was okay with that because it meant I was keeping those I cared about safe even while it might

down to selflessness or selfishness. Did I really want to take them back knowing full

done, Andy stood up from the 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

to see if the coast was clear nearly made me smile. While I wasn't exactly ready to be alone in my

had recently become a new interest of

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and James. The joy I had felt when Kingston gave me instructions wasn't there now. Instead, I felt disinterested 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

about me being safe? Would the taste of pizza bring back the memories of my first unofficial date with Marshall? We had been together for such a short period but in that time, they had taken place in my life, in my memories and thoughts. And in the innermost secret

also taken a

to my lips and sucked

to

how bad is it?" Andy hurried to my side, taking in the droplets

my teeth to stop cursing to the moon and back.

the paper

the shallow cut on my

said, he looked queasy at the

I can finish the salad." He ushered me back towards the couch while Andy quickly returned to the

it is fine. I can still make the salad."

couldn't

little by little, I was falling apart. I just needed

dinner first and get home before the mask

I for one will not have an accidentally amputated finger on my consciousness because I let you handle a knife." James said as he brought me a band-aid for Andy's first

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 going back to my men. It hurt thinking

them. Yes, I was definitely not in the right headspace. I guess my mind found it easier to steer towards three of them 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 could feel lurking beneath my