Semua Bab Escaping The Mafia Devil: Bab 41 - Bab 50

Lorenzo wrapped his arm around me, pulling me into a hug. "She died, Lorenzo. On her f*cking birthday. I don't know what happened. One moment we were preparing to leave the hospital; the next, she had gone into cardiac arrest. The doctors that had been telling me she was recovering perfectly suddenly noticed there had been a problem with her heart that couldn't be diagnosed until it was fatal. How the f*ck did they not f*cking diagnose that when she was in the sh*tty hospital for weeks!" I cried as I clung to him. "A few hours after the cardiac arrest, she died. She f*cking died, just like that. All because of a stupid drunken driver that was still permitted bail though he had murdered my mom! It wasn't f*cking fair! If it weren't for him, she would have still been alive. There was so much she wanted to do, but her life was f*cking cut short." Lorenzo held me tighter, stroking my hair and muttering comforting words in my ear as I sobbed into his chest. A few minutes later, my cr

"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