All Chapters of MY MAFIA SAVIOUR: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

"Ready to see your new apartment?" Stefano stopped the car with a smile on his face. He pressed a button activating the central locking releasing Rosalia allowing her to open her passenger door. He watched her curiously observing her surroundings as she pulled her purse from her seat closing the passenger door shut. "Very central" she stated impressed securing the purse strap over her shoulder. "Also extremely close to work." "Oh?" "Your apartment is literally above your workplace, you literally have no excuse to be late." Stefano stuck his tongue out at her playfully as he began to lead the way through to the side of the building and into an elevator. "The Club entrance is at the front of the building, but you won't be entering from that way. Giovanni insists I show you the back way. It will lead you directly to the office area." She nodded obediently as they slipped into the elevator eventually coming to a smooth stop. "So I'm working in a club?" She took Stefano's lead foll

Elisa works here...Rosalia took a moment to process each individual word. Elisa. Works. Here. Here. In the club, with Giovanni at night. "Oh." She reached for the tall glass of iced coffee she had been nursing on her desk since her arrival. Sipping slowly she watched Giovanni watch her. Waiting. "What does she do here?" She asked curiously surprising herself by the sound of her calming tone. She took the straw between her fingertips stirring the remaining ice. A part of her still despised Elisa. She didn't know her well, but what she did know, she didn't particularly like. Yet the other part of her knew she had no right to feel this way. She had left Giovanni, not the other way around. She alone had chosen to run away and this was just another consequence of her actions. She had wrapped herself in a bubble all this time staying away from him, literally avoiding any conversation with him which indicated what she had lost when she ran. But things were different now, the conver

Giovanni was fuming and frantic. He had yanked Rosalia to her feet kicking and screaming completely out of control. He dragged her into a private dining area of the restaurant slamming the sliding doors shut behind them securing the lock while his brothers dealt with Elisa who was loudly hurling abuse behind them. His eyes widened as Rosalia came charging towards him once more attempting to bypass him and charge back out the sliding doors like some sort of wild bull. He grabbed her arm yanking her back. "BASTA!" (STOP!) Не screamed shoving her lightly standing his ground. He wasn't going to let her out of the room, not until she cooled off considerably. "Che cazzo!?" (What the fück!?) "She fucking deserved it!" Rosalia spat, her tone disgusted and full of resentment. She was panting, short of breath and clearly feeling the rage within her. She tried once more to charge past Giovanni who immediately stopped her with his body once more. "That's enough!" He scolded, "You need to calm

Giovanni shuffled within the bed as the morning sunshine broke through the barrier of the large bedroom window. With his eyes still closed he stretched across the bed expecting to feel Rosalia but coming up empty. His eye flung open abruptly tilting his head to the left where he expected her to be sleeping. Wrapped up in the sheets, her hair splayed against the pillow. She left... How could this happen again? Why? Had he pushed her too far? He shot up out of bed, scurrying out quickly tearing through the room over to the chair where his suit pants and jacket hung, there was no time to wait for Stefano to bring his change of clothes. He needed to find her now. As he hobbled around frantically attempting to simultaneously step into and pull his pants up like the apartment was on fire, the bedroom door opened. "Oh. Do you have to leave?" Rosalia asked holding the tray containing chocolate croissants, blueberries, yogurt and coffee. She turned to her left placing the tray on top

"You know..." Rosalia grinned cheekily sitting back comfortably on Giovanni's couch. "There was no need to send Stefano with Ricci tonight." She had been dying through dinner to bring it up but didn't want to ruin their first proper date together since returning to New York City. She was surprised at how perfectly the date had gone. It was drama free and without any business interruptions. It was clear he was putting in the effort the moment he had fished out his cell before they were seated and placed it on silent. Now they sat comfortably on his couch, almost like a normal couple. Well, a normal couple surrounded by expensive things and breathtaking views of the city night lights. "If you're going to make me reinstate Ricci it'll be on my terms." He loosened his tie eventually bringing the loop up and over his head discarding the black silk. He smiled when he heard her giggle then muffling the sound by biting her lip. The sound was music to his ears. The way she sat cross legg