All Chapters of The Mafia’s Target: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Nicholas’ POV"Nicholas?"I hear Velina's voice say as she knocks on my door. It's Sunday after another amazing night with Alana. I wasn't even bothering to ignore it anymore, I don't know what I feel but I've never had this intense of a feeling for anyone and it's beautiful yet terrifying. Terrifying because I'm willing to give every part of myself to make her happy. Seeing that infectious smile on her face was all I needed to have a good day and it was terrifying. I'd dug myself a massive hole that I know she will never move past and that - her resentment after she finds out the truth will be the death of me. I don't want to tell her but I have to, because if she ever found out from anyone other than me, I know that it'd only cause her to hate me more than if I told her myself."Come in."She opens the door and enters. "I was cleaning up and..."She takes in a deep breath."I found this in your closet." She pulls out a letter from her apron pocket and comes over to hand it to me.

Alana’s POV"The spot I'd like to visit next month? Definitely has to be the Maldives. I'm thinking the fifth and final trip we go on is in my birthday month."I tell Nicholas as I place the homemade pizza I made in his oven. He's leaning against the kitchen counter and I stand opposite him by the oven. Three weeks had passed since I had a proper first meeting with his daughter which went much better than I thought it'd go. She's quick witted and a very bright girl who's easy to talk to. Over these past weeks, after work I'd been coming over to Nicholas' house and doing everything under the sun with him and this Friday night was no different. We were practically acting as though we were already dating and in my mind, we were. After next month, which was tomorrow, we'd would closer official . Me and Stasia had started to bond and I love it, she's just about the sweetest girl I've met and it's nice to know that she's starting to grow accustomed to me. I took him to see the restaurant I

Alana’s POV Our last two days in the Maldives passed by quickly and before I knew it we were already back home. When we arrived, I sent him some inspiration for what I wanted my birthday dress to look like and he sent it to the designers. They'd finished making it in 3 weeks and so on Sunday, I made my way over Nicholas' house to try it all on. When I came back from the trip, my brother had come back home and he still had bruises he refused to talk about and he was also adamant on me quitting with no explanation. I stopped caring about his opinion though because it only led to constant arguing. It didn't even matter because much to his joy I wouldn't even be working there by next month. He knows that my dream has always been to own a restaurant and he's supported me but because of how much he's away I didn't even get to tell him that I'd be owning one soon. I guess he'll just find out when it happens. I knock on Nicholas' door and Velina opens the door with a smile. "He's waitin

Nicholas’ POV "We're here." I say as I open the car door for Alana. The dreaded birthday date had arrived. I don't know why I even entertained any of this when I knew that this wasn't going to be the story where the guy gets the girl. She didn't just deserve better, she needed better. Because she gave so much of herself to me. I didn't shut things down, I watched her fall for me and now...now, everything would crumble. The only thing saving me is that I gave up the plan for her, because the truth that I couldn't admit until now, was that I was falling in love with Alana Solis. Being in love with her, meant that I needed to be honest with her, about the plan, about me, about all of it. No matter the consequences because she deserved that. I am willing to change myself for her and that was something that 9 months ago, I could never admit. I'd called Carlos and Enzo before going to pick her up and I told them everything on my mind. Enzo said I shouldn't tell her and that idea was hea

Alana’s POVI'd woken up in a room with bright lights and machines plugged to my body because when I tried to act independently and take all the dignity I had left, a drunk driver hit me. I was knocked into a coma for 4 days and I woke up today. I'd been up for 3 hours. When I woke up, noone was in the room, just nurses and they wanted to run some tests on me and make sure I was okay which I was I just had a slight concussion but the most important thing was that I was alive. They want me to stay the night and then tomorrow I'll be discharged. I immediately took a shower and sucked some life back into me. Now, I was able to walk around and get some space. Being back here sent me back to when I was 15, the second time in my life where a man had landed me in the hospital, how lucky.When I stepped out into the corridor, I saw Aurora she was stood right outside the door and a smile lit her face as she hugged me tightly."You scared me so much oh my gosh, they wouldn't let anyone step ins