All Chapters of Wanted By The Mafia Lord; Attracted to the Bad Boy Nextdoor : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

OCTAVIA’S POVThe sunlight filtered softly through my bedroom window as I stretched my arm, I have finally been allowed to take off the cast and it feels amazing to have my freedom of movement back. Rose had come over earlier this afternoon, she almost had a heart attack after hearing what had happened. She went from yelling at me for not calling her immediately after the incident to hugging me so tightly that I thought she might send me back to the infirmary. Bree found the whole scene hilarious as she sat down watching us while munching on popcorn. “Honestly, Octavia,” Rose ranted, pacing back and forth in my room, “I wanted to storm over here the second I heard what happened. I would have if it wasn't for work. Isn't preventing this the whole point of having a bodyguard? Let me tell you, if I meet him—”  “Rose,” I interrupted, laughing. “It’s fine. Really. Aaron does his

AARON'S POVI killed the engine in front of the club and leaned back in my seat, I didn't sat anything throughout the drive, I doubt there is anything that i could have said that would make her feel better. I glanced a her through the rearview mirror, her eyes are puffy and red from all the crying, our eyes met for a brief second before she turned away and faced the window. The tears had finally stopped, but the silence isn't any better, I can almost taste her sadness in the air. I hate seeing her so vulnerable, I know she would never let herself cry in front of anyone else but she sobbed like like baby throughout the ride here. As much as it pains me to see her hurting there's hardly anything that I can do about it and it makes me feel so useless, as much as I hate to admit it, she clearly loves that batsard, Zion and I do not see why, it is very obvious he is just a spoiled asshat. Maybe I am being a bit bias but I can't bring myself to care. I can decide who she loved and I can'

OCTAVIA'S POV My heart is pounding so loudly in my chest that I won't be surprised if Aaron can hear it. I pressed my back against the cold wall behind me, and held my breath as the guy in the mask approached us. Aaron’s hand that was holding mine tightened around my wrist, at first glance, he looks so calm but I can see from they way he back is tensed as he crouched in front of me. The man grew closer and every step he took felt like a hammer strike to my heart and I tightened my grip on the gun in my hand. I know these people are here because of me, I am not stupid, I saw that the man had pointed the gun directly at me earlier, not Aaron, not anyone else but me. Our eyes had met for a brief second before chaos ensued. But why? Why would anyone want me dead? I tried to think of anyone that I have met that would want me dead, apart from Allister who is already dead now, I can't think of any reason why someone would want me dead.Nothing makes sense, it is obvious that this is not

OCTAVIA'S POV I woke up sore the next morning, every muscles in my body seemed to protest as I swung my legs off the bed. None of the training we had was anything compared to what happened last night. The first thought that came to my mind was Aaron, I quickly washed up, got dressed and hurried down the hallway to his room, I didn't even remember to knock as I pushed the door open and stepped inside. There he was, he was awake and sitting up with his back resting against the headboard. The sight of him looking so alive filled me with so much relief, I hadn't realised how scared I was till now. A lot of improvement has happened within the night, it seems. He looks significantly better compared to yesterday, I noticed as I walked up to him. He is color is almost completely back now and the way his lips quirked in a smirk confirmed that he is feeling better. He torso was completely bare save for the bandages covering his middle section and the sight of his bare chest made me pause for

NARRATOR'S POV Mikel’s fists collided with Cyro’s face over and over again, each blow more forceful than the last. Cyro staggered backwards several times and Mikel still followed after, the young man barely managed to stand upright. His face was battered and bleeding but Mikel's rage is far from appeased. His voice sounded like a low growl as he grabbed Cyro by the shirt and slammed him against the wall. “You had one job!” Mikel barked, his voice echoing in the dimly lit room. “Kill Octavia and that damned bodyguard of hers. And yet, here you are, crawling back to me like a useless dog while she roams around more alive than ever.”Cyro groaned, wiping blood from his split lip. “I’m sorry sir... I—”“Sorry?” Mikel interrupted, his fury boiling over as he landed a vicious punch to Cryo’s stomach, sending the younger man crumpling to the floor. “Do you think sorry is good enough? Do you even realize what’s at stake here? If Lionel catches wind of my plans, if he even suspects what I’m u