Semua Bab The Mafia's Obsession; Love Me, Love Me Not: Bab 41 - Bab 50

ClaireI nervously waited at the side of the road in front of the Acer's gaming court in the city until I saw Vincent's black SUV driving into the parking lot. A bright smile split on my face and I ran towards his car just in time as he stepped down. "Hello Blue." My heart skipped a beat when he flashed me that dazzling smile as he stepped down. I felt the urge to run into his arms and bury myself in his hug but I held back the urge not knowing if it would make him uncomfortable."Hi." I greeted instead fiddling with my hands. "Actually I..."His finger suddenly stopped my mouth from saying more. "Before anything, don't you think a mere hi is too bland to greet your boyfriend?" I was more than happy to run into his arms and embrace him tightly. I wasn't expecting him to hug me back but he did, and I closed my eyes momentarily at the feel of his powerful arms around me. "Vincent, you know how to play games like bowling don't you?" "Hmm." He replied affirmatively with a hum, tigh

ClaireThe red lights in the ER flickered on and I crumbled to the floor in a weak heap.I could hear Vincent's guards conversing on the phone with a thick Italian tongue. Everything happened in a rapid blur around me, my heartbeat was unbearably loud in my ears, so loud that I began to form words with them.'This will kill him, he was shot in the heart.''Vincent is going to die!''Vincent is going to die!'Fear struck me like a lightning bolt and more tears streamed down my face. I rapidly shook my head against the unbearable words forming in my mind."No, he's not going to die. Nothing will happen to him. He's going to live and I'll stay by his side, I'll always stay by his side." The thought of losing him clenched my heart with an unbearable pain, I couldn't harbor that thought for longer than the few seconds it had surfaced in my head so I chose a mindless optimism.Wiping my tears I composed myself, stood on my feet and began to pace.The memory of blood pooled around Vincent g

Claire Days flew by like the passing wind. Though Rocco voiced his disapproval of me being with Vincent and his support for Natalia, he didn't stop me from taking care of Vincent. But it did make me resent Rocco, a little bit. Even if I felt he seemed to have a reason for suddenly choosing Natalia's side. On the evening of the sixth day after Vincent had been shot, I was laying my head on the side of his bed and slowly drifted to sleep. By the time I woke up, I suddenly felt a large hand stroking my head tenderly. I stiffened for a while before I suddenly jerked my head up to find hazel eyes smiling down at me. "Hey..." His voice was hoarse and thick. I jumped out of my seat hastily. "Vincent... you're really awake this time." He was sitting up in the hospital bed not looking at all like someone who'd been shot and almost lost his life. I couldn't help the rush of emotion as I flung myself into his arms. He chuckled deeply at my actions and all I could do was shed tears of re

ClaireThe car drove into the huge mansion driveway. I tilted my head to glance at Rodrigo, his face was still stone cold and impassive, I suddenly began to feel nervous."Why are you so nervous sunshine?" He suddenly asked with a playful smirk on his lips."What? I'm not nervous at all."Rodrigo laughed and flicked my forehead playfully remarking. "Liar."He swung open the car door and got down. I began to slightly feel a bit relieved that he didn't seem to be in a bad mood. Rodrigo was the most important person in my life, no matter what I do in life, I wanted to make him happy, I wanted to get his support.Vincent was sitting in the living room, dressed casually when we were led in by a maid.His hazel eyes met mine across the room, as if he already knew I was here even before our presence was announced. There's been a strange connection between us lately. I can feel him, and it's evident he can feel me too.Perhaps this was the connection between two people who have given their

ClaireThe black SUV sat outside the steel gates of our house. I could already see Vincent through the rolled down windows smoking a thick cigar in his hand. I got into the passenger seat and a strange silence reigned after I'd said a subtle hey which he replied with a hum. I stared at his face through the rear view mirror, a small frown sat on his brows and it was evident he was worried about something.Reaching over I grabbed the cigar from his hand and he finally looked at me, a strange calm in his hazel eyes."Don't tell me you want to smoke, Blue?" His voice was deeper than I remembered, strangely making heat pool between my legs.When you've missed someone, sometimes you don't even realize it until you see them again, everything about them would begin to excite you. From their eyes, how their voice sounds, and how the buttons on their shirt are half opened then your eyes can't help but wander down their chest till you glimpse a bit of dark ink...Dark ink? I found myself notic