Mafia Boss's Angel のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 21 - チャプター 30

Cindy's POVThe next morning, I knew Charlotte had done exactly what she promised. The rumors had spread like wildfire through our church community.My phone buzzed with text messages from girls I barely knew. Some were asking if it was true that I was secretly dating Sean. Others were asking why I would betray Alice like that. A few were just plain mean, calling me names I didn't want to repeat.I felt sick to my stomach as I read each message. Charlotte had twisted everything that happened last night and made me look like the villain.The worst part was that some people actually believed her lies.I couldn't take it anymore. I had to confront Charlotte and make her stop before this got even worse. I knew she would be at the church today helping with the youth group setup, just like she did every Sunday morning.I arrived at the church around ten o'clock, my heart pounding with anger and determination. I found Charlotte in the youth room, arranging chairs with a satisfied smile on he

Cindy's POVThe silence in the room felt like it was crushing me. Everyone was staring at me with disappointed and angry faces. My heart was beating so fast I thought it might explode. Charlotte was still sitting on the floor, looking up at me with those fake tears and that tiny smile only I could see.I opened my mouth to defend myself, but no words came out. What could I say? Who would believe me over Charlotte?Just then, I heard footsteps rushing down the hallway toward the youth room."She's lying!" Sean's voice called out before he appeared in the doorway.My stomach dropped. This was about to get so much worse. Sean would probably make everything even more confusing, or worse, he might actually support Charlotte's lies.Sean looked around the room, taking in the scene. Charlotte on the floor, her parents hovering over her, my parents looking upset, and everyone staring at me like I was some kind of criminal."What are you talking about, son?" Mr. Williams asked, looking confuse

Cindy's POVAfter the drama at church last Sunday, I was actually looking forward to my shift at the diner. Work would give me something normal to focus on, something to take my mind off everything that had happened with Charlotte and Sean.I walked through the front door of Murphy's Diner, tying my apron around my waist. The familiar smell of coffee and bacon made me feel a little better. This place had always been my safe haven."Cindy!" Mabel called out from behind the counter, her face lighting up when she saw me. "Perfect timing, honey."Lisa, the waitress who worked the morning shift, was gathering her things from behind the counter. She looked tired but smiled when she saw me."Hey, Cindy," Lisa said, slinging her purse over her shoulder. "You just missed some excitement.""What kind of excitement?" I asked, grabbing my order pad from my apron pocket.Lisa grinned. "A man came in about an hour ago asking about you specifically."My heart skipped a beat. "Asking about me?""Yeah

John's POVI finally had my apartment to myself again. The silence felt good after weeks of Fiona's constant chatter and complaints. She was gone now, on that art tour through Europe she'd been talking about for months. I'd bought her the ticket myself, told her it was a gift. What I didn't tell her was that it was also goodbye.The plane ticket was expensive, but it was worth every penny to have her out of my life. Out of my space. Out of my head.I sat on my couch, drinking a beer and enjoying the quiet. No perfume stinking up the air. No high heels clicking on my floor. No whining about how boring this town was. Just peace.My phone buzzed. Dad."John, come to the warehouse. We need to talk."I knew what this was about. Two weeks had passed since Dad first mentioned Berman's debt. Two weeks of waiting. Two weeks of knowing what was coming.I drove to the warehouse, my stomach tight. When I walked in, Dad was sitting behind his desk, cleaning his gun. That was never a good sign."Si

Cindy's POVThe car ride felt like a nightmare I couldn't wake up from.I sat in the back seat between two of Big Jim's men, my small bag clutched in my lap like a shield. Nobody spoke. The only sounds were the engine humming and my heart pounding so loud I was sure everyone could hear it.I stared out the window, watching my neighborhood disappear. The familiar streets, the corner store where I bought candy as a child, the park where Dad taught me to ride a bike. All of it slipping away, maybe forever.We drove into a part of town I'd never been to before. The buildings got taller and dirtier. Neon signs flickered even in the daylight. Women in short skirts and too much makeup stood on corners, and men in expensive cars slowed down to talk to them.I knew what this place was. Everyone in town knew about the red-light district, but decent people stayed away. Good girls like me were never supposed to see places like this.Now I was being dragged right into the heart of it.The car pull