Todos los capítulos de The Mafia's Angel: Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

The next morning, I texted Zane to let him know but didn’t get a reply, and I figured he was working. I left at seven and picked up Candy, Halie, and two more girls from the club. Patty said she would drive herself.It took us a while to get to the Gold Coast; we met Candy’s friend Leslie and drove over with her. It was a damn mansion. During the prep. Candy and I were in the kitchen most of the time. I didn’t want to be out there. It was almost to the end of the party when Halie came back in.“So it's actually an engagement party,” she said.“Who?” Candy asked.“Some guy and girl,” she said, casually. Leslie came over and handed me a tray, and I walked towards the door. When I walked out, everyone in the room was looking forward to the podium. When I looked up, my entire world crashed around me.Zane. He was standing there smiling as he put the ring on her finger. The world tilted, my eyes became blurry, and my ears began ringing. I walked back towards the kitchen as Candy walked pas

As I was leaving for the supermarket the next morning, I saw a guy step out of the apartment beside mine. It was empty yesterday."Hey, sorry if I bothered you last night with the noise," he said, looking a bit embarrassed.“Uhm, no, I didn’t hear anything. The walls are thick.”I saw him let out a sigh of relief. “Thank God, because I moved in last night, and my idiot friends were dropping things. Anyway, have a good one,” he said before heading back inside. I just shrugged it off.In the past three weeks I keep running into Marcello at all my frequent places. He would stop to make conversations, and I would try to politely excuse myself.I had just left the deli and was heading home when I saw him at the corner. I acted like I didn’t see him, but he walked over to me.“Hey Lessa, Are you busy tonight?” he asked as he walked beside me.“Yes,” I said, picking up my pace.“Oh, I figured we could go grab a drink,” he said. I stopped outside the apartment complex and looked at him.“Look

AlessandraI was cleaning out the apartment. My flight was already booked. My transcripts are already prepared. My suitcase was already packed.I was in the closet cleaning out the last of my belongings when I found it. A box with all of it. Candy's spare apartment key, her glasses, some of her books, and a few other things. These were all the things she left her when she slept over or whenever.I decided to take it to her; whether she wanted it or not, it was her decision, but I would return it and say goodbye to her. That was the least I could do. I would try to explain the situation and apologize to her if I had unknowingly done or said something to hurt her. I grabbed the box and walked ten minutes to her apartment. I walked up the stairs. I was in front of her apartment door when I heard a muffled sound inside. I stood for a second and listened, then I heard what sounded like crying. Panic gripping me, I hurriedly opened the box and pulled out the spare key. I hurriedly opened th

Alessandra When I walked into the facility, James was waiting for me, and so was Mr. Grant. He introduced me to the rest of my coworkers, who were all happy except. I took a tour around the facility and ended at my office. My first task for the morning was going through inventory. I made my notes and let Mr. Grant know. He said Arreas Import would be our supplier, and I would have direct contact with Mr. Arreas. I groaned inwardly, but this was my job, and I wasn't about to let a murderer fuck with it. I decided to take my coworkers to lunch. The minute I walked past his table, a shiver went through my entire body. My body reacted to him, and I was pissed. I didn't expect to run into them when we left. Cathleen. She was going to be a problem. She was marking her territory, but she had no idea he was the one after me and not the other way around. I was polite and professional because that was the way I intended it to be.When we got back to the facility, Mr. Grant was waiting for m

“I don't need or want you to make my breakfast. “Kian, I need a space for my shop,” she said as she ate.“Location?” “Somewhere downtown. Now that I have a brand and a name as a designer. I want to be an independent woman. I don't want people to say I had everything handed to me because you're my brother,” she said as she continued eating.“That's amazing. If you need help, let me know.” Cathleen said, and Tattia stopped eating and looked at me. Then she stood up and walked into the kitchen with her plate. I looked at Cathleen.“You don't need to make breakfast or dinner for me for the foreseeable future as long as Tattia is here.”“We’ll be getting married soon…” she said “After that shit you pulled, I need to speak to my mother because that attitude is not one my wife should have.” “Kian, I'm sorry, I just.”I stood up before she could finish speaking. “When you're finished with your breakfast, you can leave.” I said before heading into my office.Tattia found me there an hour la