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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but he didn't need to. All he had to say was in that one exhale. You are making a mistake, that was

you going to tell them?" He asked

torn and maybe having to tear theirs as well. "Angelia, if you are sure of your decision, then you have

right but he didn't know that I wasn't ready to tell because I didn't want to take a break from

them that we

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

I really want to take them back knowing full well that my

the bullet and texted them that I want us to meet. With that done, Andy stood up from the couch and extended a hand to me, pulling me up. "Come on, let's go

made me smile. While I wasn't exactly ready to be alone in my apartment, it helped to know that these two love birds would get some alone time together without me sucking away

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 excitement in it. I wondered if it would always be

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 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 part of myself, I could admit

also taken a

yelped, bringing my bl***dy finger to my lips

to

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

that bad, it feels worse than it is." Biting my teeth to stop cursing to the moon and

paper towel

and pressed it to the

he looked queasy

towards the couch while Andy quickly returned

make the salad." I protested without any

couldn't

by little, I was

dinner first and get

have an accidentally amputated finger on my consciousness because I let you

for 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

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