All Chapters of Escaping The Mafia Devil: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

"Then why so gloomy? Isn't that a good thing?" I said, and Pablo let out a long sigh. "It's not as simple as it seems. Can you keep a very important secret?" He asked. "Are you sure you want to tell me? I literally am a girl you met at a club, and as you said, it's a very important secret." I replied. "I know I can trust you. Besides, if you tell anyone, I'll kill you." He joked, forcing a smile that fell instantly to a grim frown. "No, I can't do that. I don't think I'll ever be able to kill you. You look too much like her. In fact, that's why I'm here: to spend her birthday with you." My lips pressed into a thin line. Who was this 'her', and why did he insist I looked so much like her? "It's pathetic, isn't it? I'm a married man with grown-up children, and I'm still hung up on my first love, like a damn loser. But, damn, I f*cking loved her more than I can love any other woman. It's been twenty-three years, and I still f*cking miss her like she died yesterday." Pablo lamen

#Day 21#"How do I look? My dress isn't too much, right? Is my makeup ok? I think it's too heavy." Clara fretted as she stared at her reflection in the mirror. "I knew I should have done no-makeup makeup. But it would have been too simple—""Ooo, someone is excited for her date with her crush." I teased, wriggling my brows at her."Ha ha, very funny. You know how important today is. I have to look perfect." She glared at me."It's just a date, not the actual wedding. You look gorgeous. A ten. If I were a guy or I was into girls, I would've been smitten by your beauty and definitely asked you out." I grinned and winked at her."You're not my type. You're too crazy. If you asked me out, I would run straight to the heels." She snorted."Says the girl that is in love with a mafia Don. You like crazy too." I retorted."I guess you have a point." She giggled and looked at the mirror. "But I look alright, right? I think I should change the dress—""You look absolutely gorgeous, Clara. Hell,

#Day 27# "Here. I got this for you. It's from my favourite burger spot and it's really good. I'm sure you'll like it." I smiled, holding a burger to Benny through the car window as Clara munched on hers got hot into the back seat. "What's this for?" He asked as he eyed it. "For surviving the sh*t that happened with me last week. You know, me running off with Cory and the whole Michael drama. The least I can do is say thanks and offer you a burger as an appreciation gift, which I'm doing now." I explained and shrugged. "You don't need to thank me for doing my job." He replied. "I know it is, but I believe in acknowledging anyone that does a job well done just like you have." I said as I still held the burger to him. "Thank you, but you really don't have—" "I'm not leaving here until you take it from me, and you know Lorenzo will be mad at you if we come home late because you didn't accept a gift from me." I pouted. "Fine." He sighed as he took it from me and placed it o

"What were the two of you f*cking thinking? Or were you thinking at all? That was not only f*cking reckless but stupid!" Lorenzo barked at Clara and I."Sorry," she whispered and bowed her head."I don't get what the fuss is all about. We didn't hit anyone; neither did we damage any property. We could have gotten out of Sinclair safe and sound if that little f*cker hadn't shot my tyre." I huffed as I crossed my legs. "I don't see any problem trying a crazy escape plan when the other not-crazy ones failed.""Are you gone f*cking mad? You could have f*cking gotten yourself killed!" He snarled, glaring at me."So what? I don't get why you're so pissed when you'd still kill me in the next three days. What? Mad that you won't have gotten the pleasure?" I snapped back, and a cold silence descended on the room.Clara touched my arm and squeezed it softly, as if reassuring me that I wasn't going to die. I placed my hand on her and patted it."I swear I've aged three times faster than normal s

Lorenzo just had to bring that up and remind me of my wonderful predicament when I had finally managed to forget it after thinking about it all night. But that wasn't going to stop me from taunting him. The least I could do was be a stick up his a** before he unalives me. "What do you want me to do next, master?" I said as I stood up straight. "Take down the books, dust them and the shelf, and then rearrange them according to author and alphabetical order." He replied and nudged to the bookshelf lining the wall. I sashayed to it and began taking down the books. They were mostly boring business and philosophical ones and a sprinkle of self-help books, which was quite surprising. Lorenzo didn't strike me as the type of man to read those types of books. Standing on the tip of my toes, I reached out to one of the books at the topmost shelf, and I frowned when I couldn't reach it. I jumped, and I almost squeaked as my movement caused my dress to hike up and expose a bit of