Semua Bab Mafia's Art of Love : Bab 51 - Bab 60

Maven's POVAfter saying my final apology and making sure she was asleep, I quietly closed her bedroom door and went downstairs to meet my brothers.As soon as I came down the stairs, a punch sent me reeling backward. I looked up only to see Eryx clenching his fists and getting ready for another punch."Oh, please," I begged with a pleading look."You know it's your fault, right?" Aiden said while smirking in the corner."You do not think when you act," said Eryx with anger laced in his tone. "You always allow others to clean up your mess. Years and years of careful practice, and you flop every time."At this point, I knew he wasn't just talking about Arielle. My former misconducts had been involved."I'm trying! I was managing the company while you were gone. I barely had time," I yelled. "Don't put all this on me.""Don't put what on you? It's your f**king fault! We have enemies all around. We have a legacy to build, to protect, but instead of fixing that, you bring more problems to

Arielle's POV Hours passed as I sat idly in the office, waiting to hear from my boss. Luciano resumed work today after four days and I hadn't heard anything from him, not even his normal teasing or an order. It was already past noon when a soft knock on the door echoed in the silence. The door opened after a moment, revealing Alessio. He came in, holding a file. "Mr. Gabriel said you should enter this data. He needs it before the day is over," he said, handing the file to me. I took the file from him. "Why didn't he tell me over the phone?" "He gave me the information. I was passing by, so I decided to drop it." Still, I wasn't satisfied with his answer. "You travelled with him to Italy, right?" "Yes." "Is he okay?" I asked out of concern. "Yes, he is," he replied sharply. Searching his face for any sort of emotion, I didn't find any. With a shrug and one last grin, he left my office. As the evening sun fell, I was finally done with the workload. I wondered wh

Violet's POV A notification came on my phone. It was from Arielle. "Please cover for me in case Maven asks. I'm staying over at Mr. Gabriel's place," the message read. "Wow," I said aloud. Was that the reason she stayed back? I didn't know her relationship with our boss had gone this far. The doorbell rang. I dropped my phone and rushed to the door. My lips parted when I saw who was standing outside, leaning against the door frame and casually smiling at me. "Hey," he said. It was Maven. His eyes dropped, now glued to my exposed thighs. The way he stared made me uncomfortable. I was only wearing a tank top over a pair of shorts. "H...hi," I stammered. Damn, why do I always do that? "Are you good?" "Yeah." "Hope we're good, and... you're no longer scared of me." "It's been two weeks, Maven. I'm trying to accept it. We're good." I exhaled. "What do you want?" "I'm here to see my sister." I raised a brow. He folded his arms across his chest. "She sent me a text saying s

Arielle's POV "We have our ways, Arielle. There are so many ways to keep an eye on you," Maven said. "I can spend the night with whoever I want to." "Why did you have to lie about it?!" Eryx barked. "Because... because I just broke up with Noah, and i know how overprotective you guys can be. I didn't want you guys telling me what to do and what not to do." "You make wrong choices. First was Noah, now Gabriel Flynn," Aiden said. I folded my arms across my chest. "And what's wrong with Gabriel?" "He's not someone you should be talking to." "Why?" "He is dangerous." Eryx was pacing back and forth across the room, muttering to himself. "What he did he do to you guys?" "That's none of your business!" Eryx snapped. "Just obey the f**king instruction. Stay away from him." "It's my business. He's my friend, and you are my brothers. I need to know what happened—to know if it's something we can settle. I've known him for a while now, and I haven't seen him causing

Gabriel's POV I nursed my wounds while going down memory lane. A lot had been pushed away from my mind—a lot of memories that shaped the person I was today. I'd already embraced the consequences of my decisions, and I didn't regret any of them. "You still don't want to say who did this to you," Jennie asked as she watched me treat my wounds. She had offered to do it earlier, but I declined. "You don't need to know," I replied in a low hoarse voice. "Gabriel," she called softly from behind me. "What's wrong with you? What has changed? We tell each other everything. We've been together since childhood, remember?" I stared at her reflection in the mirror; she was behind me. Truly, we had always been there for each other. Growing up, she lived in the next house in the neighbourhood. I always ran out of the house whenever my father started one of his crazy episodes. Jennie's parents welcomed me though I never told the truth that I was escaping from home. My dad had threatened to