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Chapter 25: She's with me
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2024-10-18 22:51:32
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The Mafia Boss's PA Chapyer 47: Real Fear.
The next morning, I woke up with a knot in my stomach. Part of it was because of the argument with Constantine.The other part was because of Carlisle.More specifically, what had almost happened.I sat up in bed and rubbed my eyes.The memory replayed itself whether I wanted it to or not.The walk by the river.The way he'd looked at me.The moment he'd stepped closer.The look on his face when I'd stopped him.I sighed heavily.Carlisle had accepted it. At least outwardly.But things weren't the same anymore.And because I knew he still had feelings for me, every interaction felt different.More complicated.More fragile.I didn't want that.Carlisle had become one of my closest friends over the last few weeks. Someone I trusted.Someone who had taken care of me when everything else in my life had fallen apart.The last thing I wanted was for feelings to ruin that.Which was exactly why I decided to take the job at the gallery. It would create some much-needed distance between me a
The Mafia Boss's PA Chapter 46: Jealous.
Day 15 in Germany.I was halfway through sketching one of the buildings from the town square when my phone lit up.Constantine.A smile immediately pulled at my lips.For the past week, his calls had become less frequent.Not because he didn't want to call. Because every time I turned on the news there seemed to be another report about Leone Industries, another update about the shooting, another reminder that someone was still trying to kill him.The attack had changed something.I could hear it in his voice whenever we spoke.The exhaustion.The frustration.The anger.I answered immediately."Hey."The second his face appeared on the screen my heart squeezed.He looked tired again. Dark circles sat beneath his eyes and his jaw was covered in stubble.It looked like he hadn't slept properly in days.Yet somehow, seeing him still made me happy."Hey, tiger."His gaze softened slightly. "You look better.""I am better." That wasn't entirely true. I still missed him. Still worried consta
The Mafia Boss's PA Chapter 45: Like Home.
There had been another attack. The words had dominated every news channel for three days. Every headline. Every article. Every conversation. SHOOTING AT C- TECH. I stared at the television screen from the living room, my coffee forgotten on the table beside me. The footage played again. And again. And again. Police cars. Ambulances. Employees being escorted from the building. Yellow crime scene tape. The reporters spoke with the excitement people always seemed to have when tragedy belonged to someone else. I hated every second of it. According to the reports, several armed men had entered one of Constantine's company buildings shortly before noon. Security had engaged them before they could reach the executive offices. Several people had been injured. No fatalities. At least none that had been reported. But that wasn't the part that haunted me. The part that haunted me was knowing Constantine had been there. Knowing he could have been caught in
The Mafia Boss's PA Chapter 44: Simp.
One week later — GermanyThe view outside my window looked like it belonged in a fairy tale. Narrow cobblestone streets, rose-draped balconies, little cafés with steaming mugs set out on lace-covered tables. It was peaceful here. Quiet.Too quiet.I dipped the brush into a smear of pale blue and swept it across the canvas. My strokes were softer today. Slower. Like the ache in my chest had settled, but not gone away. It never really did.I had been painting nonstop since we arrived. Carlisle set me up in the sunroom of the house, and every day since, I’d been losing myself in color. I painted the streets below, the faces I remembered, Constantine’s eyes, my dreams, my fears. It was the only way I knew how to breathe without falling apart.Seven days.That’s how long I’d been here.Seven days since I left.Since Constantine stood in front of me, telling me I had to go, that it was the only way to keep me safe.The memory made my heart squeeze.I rinsed the brush and stepped back, frow
The Mafia Boss's PA Chapter 43: Weakness
I should have been asleep.I had every reason to be.The second I hit the bed, my body gave out but not my mind. My heart wouldn’t stop racing. Wouldn’t stop pulling me back to the sound of his voice. Back to my drunken confessions. I couldn't stop myself everything in me was screaming to let go and claim the love he was willing to give.I heard the faint murmur of voices drifting from outside the room, the kind that weren’t meant to be heard, and I told myself to stay. To rest. But something in me needed to know. So I slid out of bed, careful not to make a sound, and cracked the door open. Just enough. I was holding my breath as my ears focused on the voices.“Two attacks in less than a week,” Cavalon said grimly. “It’s either someone’s getting desperate, or there’s more than one person coming after you.”I felt the chill in his words settle over me like a second skin.“More than one person,” Carlisle said. “You might have a point. Think Nico’s trying to get under your skin?”Nico..
The Mafia Boss's PA Chapter 42: Bartenders double as therapists
There was nothing else to do… but drink. My legs, as if they knew what my body needed, carried me to the little bar down the street. I’d thought about texting Constantine, letting him know where I was, but the thought of reaching for my phone felt exhausting. A drink wouldn’t hurt — not just any drink. The strongest one they had. Before I knew it, I was on my fourth… fifth glass of bourbon. The burn chased away the ache in my chest, numbed the anxiety buzzing beneath my skin. I laughed at a cheesy soap commercial during the baseball game — a perfect family bonding over a bar of soap. My laugh sounded foreign even to me. I tipped back my glass again, empty. Tapping it on the counter, I caught the bartender’s eye. “You’ve had enough, sweetheart,” he said, flashing a charming grin. “Fill it up, or I swear I’ll smash it over your head.” He laughed, shrugged, and poured another, dropping two ice cubes in with a clink. “Rough night?” “No,” I said, bitterly, “I’m drinking this
The Mafia Boss's PA Chapter 36: Rabbit hole
April's POV It had been a week and a half since I’d arrived in New York, and already, the city felt like it was stitching me back together, piece by piece. My mornings had a rhythm now: a cup of coffee cradled between my hands as I sat on the gallery's front steps, watching the endless stream of pe
The Mafia Boss's PA Chapter 35: Game of power
Constantine's POV By the time the car rolled to a stop outside the address, I’d finished reading into Lexi’s files. The images and texts I found were shocking, I was not expecting this but I knew how to turn a situation in my favour. I kicked open the front door, striding in with Carlisle and Ca
The Mafia Boss's PA Chapter 34: Sea witch
Constantine's POV I was nearing the final hour—the countdown to when Lexi’s captor threatened to end her life if the ransom wasn’t delivered. My security team had identified the woman’s face: Kate Kravosky. I wracked my brain, trying to recall if I’d ever crossed paths with her, but came up blank.
The Mafia Boss's PA Chapter 33: Dangerous secrets
Constantine's POV “Fuck!” I roared, hurling the bottle of whiskey against the wall. Glass exploded, sending shards in every direction; one grazed my hand. I barely felt it. I was too blinded by anger. The sting of her words felt like acid coursing through my veins. I had never been so raw with an
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