All Chapters of My Dad's Mafia Bestfriend: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

AdrianThe vacation sadly came to an end a few days later, because beautiful as the place might be, I had other things to do and important chapters to close, one of them being Alfredo.I helped Lyra into the car when we finished packing the little things that we hadn't even bought but met here, and I got into the driver's seat, nostalgic.I was going to miss this, her and this laughter on her face, because after the next thing I'm planning to do, I'm not sure she's going to want to look at me at all, no matter how much she might love me.I trailed my fingers down her face and tucked her honey brown hair behind her ears before kissing her lightly on the forehead."I'm going to miss you."She smiled, "Why do you sound like you're going away?"Her expression suddenly changed. "Are you?""No. No. I'm here... Just... I'll miss this place.She smiled again and shrugged, "We can always come back for another recovery session."I chuckled and put the car in gear, and I drove out of the propert

Adrian It was happening.She was here.Beautiful as ever in the stunning black and red dress I had known would look good on her, and she had the mask covering her face also.It would be unnecessary, though."Thank you all for coming to this party, which you all know isn't meant to take place for another month, but because of the recent happenings, we moved it up and have three new scapegoats."I gulped down the drink in my hand and placed it on the table on the stage."We have my beloved brother, who thought it was wise to go against me after our years together. What can we say? Your enemy is the closest person to you. Then we have our very own Bellinis, who joined hands with my brother. They have lost about everything they have now because of greed. Lesson? I don't think I need to spell it out. Our actions here today would give you all the warning needed. Now, if you will all take off your masks."The murmurings started almost immediately while some guards pulled down our scapegoats

Hi, everyone. I just want to thank you all for the love and support you've shown to this book since I started. I meant for it to be a single book about Adrian and Lyra but thought along the way, why not write a story for her friends, Greg and Bella, too? Therefore, I'll be continuing this book with Greg's story, which will be M/M, and Bella's story, after which will be W/W. Hope you enjoy them. PS: What do you all think of Adrian and Lyra's story? did you see the betrayal coming? did it catch you off-guard? what areas can I improve the book, or is it okay the way it is? I want to know your thoughts. Thank you all for reading. Ruthiana.

GregI didn't sleep throughout the night, my eyes wide open to make sure the half-dead stranger in my apartment didn't fully die, and I woke up the next morning, alarmed when I opened my eyes to see the couch empty.The fuck?Where did he go to?I stood up from the stool to look for him but paused when I heard his voice whispering in my bedroom."I'm fine.""Okay, sir.""Okay, sir."I wondered who he was talking to. Adrian?I barely made it back to the living room, looking everywhere but at him when he came back, and I wondered why I was even hiding.It was my house for God's sake, and he's the one who had barged in."You're awake."I nodded, "And you're alive.""Fortunately.""So, care to explain to me what is going on?"He sat down on the couch and winced at the pain that he must be going through.I would still suggest we go to the hospital.Okay, maybe not. I reconsidered when he said his next sentence."I'm hiding from the police.""What? Why?"Oh my God, does that make me an acc

GregOkay, I don't know why I said that."You can actually stay till..."Ugh!I wanted to remove my mouth for saying such nonsense or shut it up for at least a week because why should he stay with me?I'm sure there are other people he could stay with, like the members of his mafia, but instead, I had to go and say that nonsense.I sighed and got into a taxi outside the apartment building, remembering how quickly he had taken me up on the offer and requested that I buy him some new clothes.Agreed, he looked like a clown in my clothes, which were obviously too small for him, but he had no right to order me around like it was my job.He was just like my exes.I smiled and greeted the receptionist who had almost given me homophobic panic on my first day, and she smiled now, erasing all my homophobic allegations against her.She moved to the side to show me the wide-leg trousers she was wearing. "I was so lucky to meet them on sale."I nodded, "Lucky you."She went back to her work while