Semua Bab In The Arms Of A Mafia Boss : Bab 171 - Bab 180

(Lisa's POV) "I think it's best if you get a new phone, Miss," the phone repairman advised, but I shook my head in disagreement. It was my very first gift from Alessio, and I couldn't let go of it. It's been five years since I last saw Alessio. Five years, but nothing seems to have changed. The feelings I have for him was still there like it was just yesterday, but my betrayal toward him still haunts me in my quiet moments. Every day I long for him—for his smile, for his touch, and to hear the way he talks. But I was scared... scared to reach out to him and most especially scared to go to Italy. I knew I could easily see him if I went to Italy, but the deadly warnings he gave me before we separated were still fresh in my ears, so I couldn't dare go back to Italy even if I desperately longed to. The only thing that was left with me were the memories of my life with him, before my unforgettable betrayal. "You need to try your best. The phone is important to me, and it's not so

(Lisa's POV) "Thank you so much, mister!" I thanked the repairman with so much excitement in my voice after he handed the phone to me. "It wasn't easy to bring it back to life, but I'm glad I did," he said, smiling back at me. I grinned at him, placing the phone on my chest with a broad smile. "The phone must be of sentimental value to you, right?" he asked, and I nodded with a smile. "Was it given to you by your boyfriend?" he teased, but I covered his question with a laugh. I paid him for his service before leaving. The excitement inside of me didn’t leave my face for even a second. I was just so happy to have the phone back to life. Returning home, I sat on the sofa, watching the videos of Alessio from five years ago. It’s been five years, but I never get tired of watching him. I was addicted to watching the videos of him, and anytime I did, I always had this sad smile on my face. Oftentimes, I wondered how life would have been for the both of us if I hadn’t betrayed

(Alessio's POV) I stared at the strange number that had called me, wondering why they called and wouldn't say anything. Somehow, the number looked oddly familiar. "Who could it be?" I muttered to myself. "Is everything okay?" Ivan asked me, and that's when I withdrew my eyes from my phone to focus on the main reason we were here. We were on the outskirts of the city, watching out for an enemy. "Yeah, everything is fine," I answered, pocketing my phone as I lit up a cigarette, the smoke swirling around me. "Do you think Maximo is going to show up here?" he asked. "Weren’t you the one who said this part of the road is his usual routine?" I asked in return, and he nodded his head, resting his back on the car, just like I did. "Can I ask you something?" he muttered after a few seconds of silence. "What?" I asked back, puffing the smoke from my cigarette through my nostrils. "I know this might sound insane—that after all these years, I’m asking you this" "Just go stra

(Lisa's POV) "Mummy, when is Daddy coming home? You said he'll be back soon, so why hasn't he come home yet?" Alessia asked as I prepared her for preschool. Isabella was seated on the sofa, but she didn't say anything because she had warned me about this before. "He'll be back soon," I replied softly. "That's what you keep saying, and yet he hasn't come home to be with us. Does my daddy hate me?" she asked, and I quickly shook my head, defending Alessio. "Of course not, Alessia. Your daddy loves you so much," I replied, even though I didn't know what Alessio's reaction would be if he found out we have a daughter together. Is he going to hate her? Love her? Or resent her because of me? "If he doesn't hate me, why is he wasting time coming to stay with us?" she pouted and I licked my bottom lip as I was short of words to say to her. I shouldn't have lied to her, knowing fully well that Alessio would never come to find me. Isabella cleared her throat all of a sudden and said, "Yo

(Lisa's POV) Laughter erupted throughout the whole restaurant as I ate dinner with my co-workers. At first, I didn't want to join them, but I decided to—at least it's time for me to make more friends and hang out with them like a normal lady would. "I'm glad you joined us for dinner, Lisa. You've always rejected our offer whenever we invited you for dinner, so I guess this is one of our lucky days," Malia said. She had been working in the company way before I did, but this is the first time we would be having a conversation. Don't blame her, blame me—I always tend to avoid chit-chats, but not anymore. "I'm glad I accepted too," I smiled sheepishly, sipping my glass of red wine. We were ten in number and we were all dining in a round table, just like co-workers do. "You were also amazing today, Lisa. Everyone keeps talking about how smooth and breathtaking your voice is," another complimented me and I smiled at him. "Are you guys having dinner without me?" Frederick asked as he ap