Semua Bab My Back-Up Boyfriend is a Mafia Boss: Bab 261 - Bab 270

What the hell is Ari doing in here, barging into my meeting with my men wearing only my shirt? I glance at Kyle, who is glaring at me with questioning eyes, probably asking me the exact same thing that I am asking myself at this exact same moment. What is Ariella doing here? "Baby, what are you doing here? Is everything alright with you? Aren't you tired? And why are you here wearing only that? Why don't you go back to the room and rest for a while?" I asked her as I proceeded to stand from my chair and walked over to her at the door. "I awoke and you were not there with me, so I got worried." She stated, "You didn't tell me that you would be working. I am so sorry that I had to barge in here like that. I didn't know that your men were here." I instantly wrapped my arms around her waist as I reached for her and gave her a peck on the lips. I wanted to do more than that, but we have viewers in the room. "It's alright. The guys and I were just talking about some stuff." I really don't

It took me more than an hour to successfully convince Ari that we needed to leave my office so that she could proceed to the bedroom and change into decent clothing, while on the other hand, I had to carry on my conversation with my men. Ari wouldn't start moving, even after I told her that I already gave instructions to Kyle and Brit to go and simply stay in the garden so they wouldn't see her. Since she allegedly claimed that she had been too loud earlier while we were doing the deed, she is too ashamed to allow anyone inside the house to see her. However, in all honesty, I am absolutely certain that she is not quite as loud as she firmly believes. The truth of the matter is that somehow the jerks were actually eagerly awaiting what else would happen between me and Ari. I can simply confirm that they decided to remain right outside the door in this instance. And they will use that to annoy the hell out of me. Well, I don't really even care how loud Ari gets, considering that this

I stared at him in shock and bewilderment. Did he ask his men to leave? But why? What is his reason for doing such a thing? "Why do they have to go? Why would you even order them to just go and leave?" I'm really turning crazy and insane with each passing second. Regardless of the fact that I never wanted to see any of Elliot's men, I now find myself questioning whether it had been the right move for him to just send them away. Is love supposed to do this to me? As taken aback as I am by myself, Elliot is also. His level of uncertainty seems to be preventing him from having any idea of what to say to me. He tried to talk and explain but thought otherwise and closed his mouth again. After pausing for a few seconds, I see him hesitating before actually asking me. "Are you telling me that you are okay with them being here? Do you want me to call them back?" Am I really, though? Would I really be comfortable having them here with us at the moment? Clearly, the answer to Elliot's questi

"You're home!" My mom called out to us as excitedly as she could when we got inside my parents' house. I'm holding Ari's hand, and vice versa. And she is shivering. I want to make it clear that when she claimed she was stressed and worried about all of this, she was really not trying to be humorous about it. She really is anxious about meeting them again. I grip her hand a bit tighter, letting her know that everything is going to be perfectly alright. "I've been waiting for you, so I don't know what took you so long. I almost thought you'd changed your mind and wouldn't be coming." "In all honesty, mom, I really thought about that. But I also know how you will keep bugging me about it and I won't hear the end of it. So here we are now." I said jokingly to her as I approached her and gave her a kiss on the cheek. "What took you so long? Have you been working again when I clearly told you not to make any plans for today?" Mom asked me, as she turned to face Ariella with an inviting

When Elliot left me with his mother, I was, unfortunately, powerless to respond with force. How could I think that when I can't even leave my spot? I continued squirming around in my chair, obviously uneasy about being in this place alone with Elliot's mother. She said aloud, "Ari, honey, relax. Have a couple of snacks here while you wait for Elliot to come back." I fumbled through my response, "I'm fine, m-mom. I'll just sit and wait for Elliot to come back. Anyway, I'm still full from the sumptuous lunch we had." Elliot's mother continued to take a peek at me, and the longer she continued to do so, the more I squirmed in my chair. When I was here with her alone, the anxiety managed to return, contrary to my initial belief that I had conquered it. And to make this situation worse, the awkward subject of Elliot and I being intimate merely makes me feel even more embarrassed to face her. "There is nothing to be worried about, Ariella. You and Elliot are both adults now. You know wha