Semua Bab My Mafia: Bab 31 - Bab 37

Third Person Pov: The ride was unusually long today. Though it didn't feel tense. It felt normal. Normal... It had become 'normal' to come to work everyday with River. Hayden had no idea how this had come to be. Either way, he was perfectly fine with it. With a sigh, he heard River shut the notebook infront of her. Before turning her eyes back to the window. She seemed... worried. Bothered even. He wanted to know what is was. What was bothering her too much? The strange feeling crawling back in his chest. That feeling he had, the one which felt like he wanted to take away all her pain; and erase anyone who caused her discomfort or harm. He couldn't stop himself, and he didn't know why. "Speak." He finally says, breaking the silence which had settled over them both for a while. His voice cutting through it like a clean blade. He could feel his driver tense, but fortunately the man didn't say or do anything stupid. River only sighed once more, peaking his curiosity

Just like every normal work day, I had woken up early this morning. It took a lot of will power to drag myself out of bed, especially after the stress I had yesterday. I just couldn't shake off the cold tingling chills which run down my spine each time I'm around Loreen. Ever since she resumed work, I've spotted her staring intently at me. It felt off, it felt cringe... it felt like 'danger'. I sigh, eyes still on my reflection in the bathroom, my mind drifting to another problem. Then there's Hayden, who somehow managed to creep into my head and remain there. I just couldn't shake the feeling that things had changed a bit. Maybe it was the way he spoke to me or the way he was always there when I needed him. Whatever it was, a part of me is scared to find out. Especially after the ordeal with my dad as a child. The trauma of the abuse has left life long scars in my heart, because of that; I fear attachment of any kind. Specifically, to Hayden. I shake my head, clearing the clo

Third Person Pov:In the dark room, there sat Paul E. It seemed lost in thoughts, the only light in the space seeping in from a neglected crack in the wooden wall. He had ordered that no one disturb him, but they had just received some good news. He needed to know, so one of them gathered enough courage to approach him. During his seldom alone time."Pardon my intrusion," the spy says, eyes low and head bowed. Paul clicks his finger against the glass of whiskey he had been drinking, before setting it down gently. He releases a whistle, "You better have a good reason for interrupting me, unless you are prepared to die.. that is." He says, cocking his head to the side, clicking his tongue. The spy swallows, willing his vocal cord to open up as he braces himself. "We've got incredible news, sir." He starts, peeking Paul's interest immediately. Paul flicks a hand, his back still turned away from him as he urged the spy to carry on. "Mr Hayden has organised an event for tonight. He wi

Third Person Pov:Hayden remained pacing back and forth in front of the ICU; his heart pounding hard in his chest. He was scared, he hated to admit this, but he hadn't been this scared in a while. Two years ago to be exact. The memory of carrying her unconscious body into the hospital as she bled out, demanding the doctors attend to her. He hadn't lost his cool like that in a while, he had been panicking so much his hands shook. With a haggard breath, he ran his hands through his hair. He had been so afraid to lose her. 'Why did she do that? Why didn't he stop her?' He couldn't help but blame himself. He should have killed that bastard long ago before he had the chance to hurt her again.His eyes were blood red in fury, just as his pace increased; the light on the ICU ward turned off. And a doctor wearing a mask, steps out pulling his gloves off. Hayden's pacing comes to a halt as he practically bolts to his side."How is she?" He asks, voice hoarse. The doctor is silent for