All Chapters of A Mafia's Dark Desires: Chapter 241 - Chapter 250

She reached across and took his hand. "I like being with you. You're fun. Easy to talk to. You're great in bed!" she finished with a grin then giggled as the waitress had just returned with their meals at that moment. Monique released his hand and sat back but she kept her eyes on him.Kyle's face was heating up as the waitress gave him a grin.Once more she'd loaded his plate. There was nothing extra on Monique's plate.With a second glance back, the waitress moved on but Kyle saw her pause to say something into the ear of another waitress who glanced over and grinned."And it's really sweet how embarrassed you get when complimented," Monique finished."Only about the sexy stuff. That's supposed to be private," he whispered then began to eat.She watched him for a bit then started in on her own breakfast. She smiled as the food was very good."You haven't answered me," she said after a bit."I wanted to be clear if you were looking for a relationship," he replied. He gestured to the

Dale turned his eyes to her. "I was never in Las Vegas. Actually, let's all be completely open and honest for a moment. The first time I heard of the divorce was when I met Kyle out on the front steps minutes ago. He was rather surprised to see me and confessed the events of the last few days. Everything."Monique's eyes went to Kyle and he was surprised to see the raw hate there. "Hang on a minute. You're mad at me?""I think Monique and I need to talk and we should have that talk elsewhere," Dale said.Kyle tore his angry gaze from Monique to look at Dale. "Remember, she always gets what she wants." he ground out."Not this time," Dale said sadly.She huffed and looked away from Kyle, eyes darting to Dale. Kyle imagined she was already working on a plan to salvage this and his stomach turned once more."Come on," Dale said and Monique lifted her chin and left the room with as much dignity as she could.When Kyle heard the door thump closed he trembled with unspent rage."So... she l

Kyle gave her a skeptical look and she raised a hand. "Monique is the one guilty of abusing a trust, not you. Her anger with you has nothing to do with your treatment of her. She got caught in a lie and, if there's any justice in this world, it'll cost her the marriage she abused. That's entirely on her." She gave Kyle a compassionate look. "You're not to blame for any of that."He held her eyes but she refused to give him an inch. He finally dipped his eyes in acceptance, conceding the point to her."Is there anything else you feel your mother wouldn't be proud of?" Phoebe asked gently.He looked at his hands and flexed the one not holding the mug. He smirked. "The navel gazing. She'd tell me to stop moping and get moving!" He sighed. "The problem being, I don't know what direction I need to move in."Phoebe tilted her head at him again. "I think you can give yourself a little time. You'll get moving in time. Once you assess what you need to be happy."He suddenly yawned and triggere

He left the reception area feeling their eyes on him the entire way and made his way back out to his motorcycle. He took some deep breaths to calm himself. He needed to clear his mind.He got on his bike and headed down to Goleta Beach Park. He found a spot to park then walked down to the water's edge. The water gently lapped at the beach and made a soothing sound. He closed his eyes and let his mind drift.He knew he had to leave. There was an almost physical need to move on. Honestly, most of it was his desire to avoid certain people.The purpose of his visit had been fulfilled and he was no closer to knowing what he should do next in his life. His mind took him back to the clinic and he realized he was really going to miss Charlize and Chloe. And Phoebe! They were such good people!He had a bond of friendship with Fiona but they were from such different backgrounds. He disagreed with her current decision but he wasn't about to dictate how she should lead her life when he couldn't f

When Phoebe returned from work she parked and made her way to the front door. She grinned as she saw the light fixture next to the door was properly mounted on the wall. The screen door opened without the usual squeal and the front door lock didn't stick and require a key wiggle to open.She stepped inside and her eyes widened in surprise. The room was neat and tidy, the pictures on the wall had been rehung to eliminate the gaps left behind during her purge.And that scent teasing her nostrils! Cookies? How did he make cookies? The oven wasn't working! She rushed into the kitchen and there was a tray of fresh baked cookies cooling on the countertop next to the stove. The cracked knob was gone and a newer one was in its place.She heard a noise at the front door and walked back out to see Kyle entering with a laundry bag over his shoulder. "Hey! You're back!" he said."You did my laundry?" she gasped."Sorry, I hope you don't mind. I promise I was a complete gentleman when I handled yo