MY Possessive Mafia Men

Chapter 163

Chapter 164: We

Need To Get Her Back

Chapter 165: We Need To Get Her Back

Riccardo

"I am available whenever, I know what I am leaning towards, so if Kingston agrees with me, then it is two against one. Just saying." Marshall muttered.

That was actually comforting to know, this time, I couldn't be the one making the decision, because if it backfired again, then I wouldn't have to shoulder that burden a second time. "Fair enough." I stood up from my seat.

"I am going back to my office to make a drink, do you want some?" I asked.

"I am good, I actually need to get going. I want to send Angelia my notes from class as soon as possible so she can catch up before Monday."

"Will she be back at school on Monday?" I asked, my eyebrows raised.

"How will that go?" He grimaced.

"It will probably be emotional torture." He sighed.

"You are not the only one falling for her, you know. I am pretty sure Kingston is too but fuck if he will ever admit to it."

will the of

"Oh, I know. It is impossible not to miss the googly eyes you make at her." I chuckled, but it tapered off as I thought about our situation.

We can't lose her.

though. He will never admit anything to us but maybe, in time, he will open

much he has changed since Angelia came into

her even knowing she was doing it. Of course,

needed to make noticeable change with Kingston. He talked more around her, he cooked more for other people than himself and I had even seen the beginning of a smile on his face. Kingston and smile did not belong in the same sentence, but they were now. Marshall sighed again as he

to get

to do that without pushing her further away." He nodded

where you want to meet tomorrow after you have talked to Kingston." He said

of the little strength I had left in my body. I was so god-damned tired, there nights without much sleep to go on would do that to

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stretched even my limits. Mixing a dash of rum and coke, I slumped onto my couch. My office was simple in design, the dark oak that was a recurrence at the club was also found here with an oak desk, table, private bar and a floor-to-ceiling shelving system. I had a comfortable seating area, along with the standard desk space. The mini fridge behind the bar provided ice-cold water bottles. I

a reward, waking up alone wasn't a reward and eating breakfast alone wasn't a reward. It was starting to feel like a hollow life, I had begun to feel the same before her but it stood out to me even more clearly now that I knew what it felt like having someone who filled the emptiness. I had my friends, sure but it was Angelia that made me feel less lonely. The feeling of my phone vibrating in my pocket dragged

are you calling this late? Are you okay?" I sounded ragged even to my ears and my grandma

feeling I should call you. How are you doing, my precious?" Her voice

needed to talk, I would have found the notion almost

don't know how to fix it." I

anything from her, not even about what kind

a girl?"

"Yes, an important girl."

she your

answering, not because I was unsure, but because it was a big deal to share with her. She knew exactly what it would mean. Honey bunny was a common nickname, but in

and I screwed everything

you will work things out. I have faith and you

so." I said as

"How is grandpa doing?"

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