MY Possessive Mafia Men

Chapter 181: 1 Was Not Okay

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He perified his tone and moved more slowly toward me

*H you can put the bucket down*

skin.

I blinked and then blinked again like I was restraining my brain and waking up all at once. Adrenaline still buzzed beneath making me jittery. I didn't move to get out of the bucket, but I didn't need to. He was right there, grabbing it from me and placing it on the floor. As soon as his hands were free, he pulled me into his arms.

"Gosh, you are shaking." He commented softly.

"Come on, let's get you out of here." He didn't ask any questions as he guided me to the break room and collected my bag, throwing it over his shoulder. As soon as we left the café building, I relaxed a little. Not a lot, but some.

"Do we need to go to the police station?" He asked, looking at me with carefully hidden worry, but I noticed it all the same.

"No," I said, shaking my head vehemently.

"No police," I couldn't risk the policeman seeing me there again after he had warned me about keeping quiet. Besides, the police wouldn't

do shit.

He looked like he wanted to object, but I think he also saw my determination. If he wanted me to go down to the station, he would have to drag me there himself.

and I was glad he didn't try to convince me. I didn't have it in me to

be in my apartment. Not when it has no comfort to give

if James joins us? He is already there, but I can send him away if you want

I don't mind

buy some snacks for us so we

that we had put some distance between us and the cafe, I felt myself mentally putting distance between what had happened to me there as well. I felt cold and empty in the safety of Andy's presence. I didn't want to think about what would have happened if he hadn't gotten there

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able to listen to him, and it helped too. Hearing his voice, it made me feel like I was safe. We met James outside his building, and if was heartening to see how they both looked

go to the store, Andy didn't specify what kinds of snacks I should buy. Is there anything in particular

wrong because I had never heard his voice be so soft. I shook my "I am

isn't

back in twenty minutes. Find a movie

we are watching a movie?" I asked as we began walking up

joked,

of movies together, it was our way to simply be in each other's company

something dystopian? I don't want reality

will

a new lampshade decorated the table lamp in the corner. There were more subtle changes too, like the fresh flowers in an old vas that was empty days ago and a book at the coffee table that I could guarantee wasn't his. He wasn't much of a reader. When he moved to the

his expression soon grew serious, and I knew he intended for us to have our talk. I didn't want to, I just did not want to think about

weight on me that distanced me further from the jarring event. He probably saw how little I wanted to talk about it, but I knew he wouldn't let this go. He was all about tough love when needed and didn't let me run from my

the café, Angelia?" He

to get this over