Semua Bab Trapped by the Mafia Boss : Bab 131 - Bab 134

MARIO'S POVThe first few days after our fight... they were manageable. Uncomfortable, yes, but manageable. I was still pissed, still bitter, but I’d made peace with the fact that we needed time. And time, we had.I kept to myself mostly, gave her the cold shoulder when she tried to be close, barely answered when she asked questions, but deep down, I was trying. Slowly. Quietly. I was trying.I'd even made a plan.After Vivienne’s posthumous birthday which was also her birthday, I was going to open my heart to her again. Try, genuinely try, to let Sylvia in. We’d talk. We’d maybe start over. I didn’t know if we’d survive it, but I owed her that much.But first... I had to visit Vivienne’s grave.I sat at the breakfast table that morning, unmoving, a bunch of flower lying limp beside my untouched bacon. My head throbbed, but not from lack of sleep, from guilt. That heavy, pressing kind that sits on your chest like a demon.The truth I’d kept from Sylvia had started to eat me alive. I k

Mario's POVI didn’t go back to work.Couldn’t.The air there felt too full, like it remembered what I’d done. What I hadn’t said.So I just drove.No destination, no music. Just the quiet hum of the engine and the occasional bump in the road keeping me from falling into the kind of thoughts I wasn’t ready to confront yet.I ended up parking outside Leo’s gym. Not because I planned to. I just looked up and there it was. The old red sign flickering like always, half the letters dead, the other half working overtime.I found him inside, gloves on, sweat pouring down his back as he punished a punching bag like it owed him money.“You look like shit,” he said as soon as he saw me. No hello.“Good to see you too.”He grinned and unwrapped his hands, tossing the gloves aside. “What brings you here? Mafia drama or girl drama?”I didn’t answer, just sat on the bench and rubbed the back of my neck. He took the hint.“Alright. You need a drink.”I raised a brow. “It’s not even six yet.”He grab