Semua Bab Divorced But Desired by the Mafia King: Bab 121 - Bab 130

[Hunter]“Do you think she’ll like it,” kneeling next to Livy, I hold her close and show her the ring I just pulled from the vault. “It’s for Addy.” She blinks twice and then gives me the first smile I’ve seen since the fire. She’s gone back to her almost mute state, like before we met Addison. Her therapist says that with love and patience, her voice should return. “She experienced a great trauma with the loss of your home, it may take her some time to recover.” After the death of her parents, she has already seen more violence than any child ever should.I need to do better to rid her world of monsters like Debrassy and Arrowheart. No more children should suffer because evil like them seeks to take advantage of the weak and innocent. The streets out there are hard. I learned that the hard way. I was a stupid kid, stubborn, and I pushed my mother and father too hard. My father threatened to disown me, and so I saved him the trouble by running away. Being a stupid teenager, I though

[Addison]“He’s your son?” I ask, more confused than ever. “I thought his mother was dead.” She smiles with a perfect set of even, white teeth, her gaze surprisingly kind as she answers, “Well, yes, the shrew who birthed him is long gone, but I wouldn’t call her his mom.” “Oh, I see,” I don’t really, but I don’t want to be rude either as she hands me a cup of tea, patting my hand gently. “He wasn’t an easy boy,” Angelique continues, “so I guess I can’t blame her too much, except to say that if she didn’t like children, she shouldn’t have had any.” She frowns as she pours herself a cup of tea as well. “I love Haz, but he was damaged as fuck.” “Excuse me,” I sputter, not expecting such foul language from such an elegant and dignified looking woman. She laughs at my expense, finding my reaction amusing. “Oh sweet summer child, you are a gem,” she shakes her head. “So are you his…” I start to say but she finishes for me by telling me the truth: Yes, she raised him, but no not his who

[Addison]What if Hunter learns the truth, that I've been lying about who I am the whole time, will he still want me then?I need to tell him the truth. It wouldn't be fair otherwise. How can we build a future together if he doesn't know the truth about my past?The elevators open with a clean clear ding, opening to a grand dining space in a rooftop garden. A small, intimate table sits with three spots: One for Hunter, one for me, and one for...Livy.Running towards me, her arms outstretched, my beautiful little friend lets me scoop her into my arms, her legs wrapping round my waist. "You look like a princess," I compliment her as I praise how perfect she looks in her bright yellow dress with its full crinoline of equally bright yellow, sparkling rhinestones swirling along the bodice and hem. "You too," her voice is small and scratchy from disuse. Biting back a small moan of surprise, I try my best not to cry at the sweet sound of her words. It's been so long since she's said anything

[Hunter]“Then let me get to know you,” I request, holding her close. “I promise, there is nothing that you could say that would make me love you less.”“I wouldn’t be so sure of that,” she pulls away, turning her back to me as she looks over towards the skyline. The old Vandersteele Tower, once the tallest skyscraper in the city, gleams like a gem. Debrassy Corp owns it now. When the Vandersteele family was decimated, there was no one left to take over the family business–Debrassy was able to purchase it for almost nothing only to leave it empty, like a trophy. The lights are on, but nobody has been home for a very long time. “Your family was once close to the Vandersteeles, right?” she changes the subject, staring over at the tower as it blinks to us from across the city. “And the Debrassys…” “They were never part of our circle,” I think back to my childhood. “I remember when they came to New York,” I begin, “Debrassy’s grandfather, Damien, said that he was looking for his family l

[Addison/Vanessa]It's funny, the things we think of when we look back at our life and see the pivotal moments that changed everything. I've had so many in my life, you'd think I'd be better at noticing them. I should have just told him about the child. I should have said the rest of what was in my heart. I didn't realize I might not have another chance. I know that our life is not an easy one, or a simple one. Nothing about our world is safe. Every moment of happiness needs to be enjoyed to its fullest and savored as the treasure that it is. I should have held onto him tighter. Livy rushed up to us as Hunter set me down. "Did she say yes?" she asked hesitantly, her small face turned up to us both expectantly. "Yes, I did," I confirm, holding up my hand to show her my ring, a rock large enough to buy a small country. How am I going to walk around with something like this inconspicuously? I guess it's a good thing my fiance comes with a small army of personal guards. Livy jumps up