บททั้งหมดของ The Mafia's Obsession; Love Me, Love Me Not: บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

ClaireThe next morning, instead of driving me home, Vincent drove me to his house instead.I gazed at him questioningly and he smiled at me reassuringly and stepped out of the car, but what met us inside the house was surprising.A set of people were present in the living room. An older man and a woman that looked like a couple. Beside them was the ever gorgeous Natalia dressed in a little black dress, one a girl would wear to a strip club and not out in the day.Opposite them sat Joshua Morano, the man who had given the order to have me taken out the other day. His gaze on me remained a glare, yet a tilt of his lips made it evident the man was getting what he wanted whatever that was. "Ah, my son in law is finally here. I was beginning to think you wouldn't show up." Natalia's father remarked with a big smile.Keira descended from the stairs dressed in blue she looked elegant with every step she took and had a resolute look on her face. When she spotted me and Vincent she stiffened

In this moment, betrayal tasted like ash and salt potent and strong on his tongue as he stared at the familiar yet unfamiliar beautiful face in front of him.The girl he knew was named Keira, just Keira, a beautiful innocent woman selling flowers in the heart of Rome. The girl before him was devious, yet devastatingly beautiful, like a rose filled with hidden thorns that would pierce all the way to your heart, this girl was Keira Morano.She clicked her tongue in a mocking manner, "What did you think? You'd found yourself a lovely little woman to play with till you got bored? You weren't the one playing with me Black, I was the one playing with you."Not once did Rodrigo look away from those eyes, dark and calm as water. To think he'd stared into this beautiful face with budding love, but she'd stared Into his with nothing but deceit. He couldn't bring himself to utter a word. He felt like a complete loser, a total utter failure. But more than that, his heart was cracking and shatter

Present DayClaireI found myself in a far away world, a world I once knew but my mind drowned the memories away to the back of my mind.This world was one where men holding guns surrounded me. Rodrigo had done everything to protect me, but in the end a burly man with eyes as scary as a nightmare had taken me. "Relinquish the treasure. Give up your position as Mafia king, and maybe I'll let the little girl live. Otherwise, she dies!" I had been so scared, I was locked up in a dark room, all I could hear were voices from the man who'd taken me making demands. Days passed like wind and I'd almost died in that dark room where a seven year old's nightmare came alive until my brother showed up."You're safe now sunshine. You're safe." From that moment on Rodrigo never took his eyes off me, and it was from that moment on, people stopped calling Rodrigo by the title El Jefe, (The Boss) and he stopped wearing the blood red ring I once used to see on my father's finger.Memories of my lif

Keira Morano That day, I'd aimed my gun right to his heart. I was trained with guns from a very young age, I never once missed an aim, but on that fateful day, even as I saw my father's corpse lying on the floor in the pool of his own blood, when I raised my gun to Rodrigo's heart, my hands refused to pull the trigger.This man had killed my father, but before my hand pressed the trigger, I diverted my aim away from his heart and shot a harmless side of his chest.That was how much I loved him.He killed my father, but I couldn't bear to kill him. Our love started in deceit, and ended in bloodshed but even after ten years, he still holds an important place in my heart. I'll forever live with the guilt of loving the man who murdered my father.But history had proven to repeat itself.Everyday I watched my brother suffer, I didn't expect that one day when I opened the door, I'd see her standing there. The very girl who broke his heart. It was very late at night, and Vincent had gotte

ClaireHe left the room and slammed the door harshly behind him again.Without giving me a single chance to speak, he was suddenly leaving me there. I jumped off the bed and rushed out the door after him making sure I tied the plain sheets securely around my chest. If he thought I was going to let him go after I'd clearly seen in his eyes that he hadn't forgotten me, he was absolutely wrong.But little did I expect that the minute I'd run down the stairs, I'd meet a crowd of people waiting in the entrance hall.They all turned to look at me and I found myself stumped and mortified at my appearance. Heat rushed up my cheeks and I tightened my grip around the sheets around me.Vincent was standing in the middle of it all.Clothing racks holding different, magical looking white dresses, each of a different style and design. Makeup artists holding their kits like weapons looking ready to attack. A band of people carrying bouquets of flowers outside. Why did this look like a wedding v