All Chapters of The mafia boss is the man of my dreams : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

You know how people always talked about not bothering to start something you knew you were not capable of finishing, that that alone was another form of greed. I spent close to half of the workday thinking about why exactly I started working when I surely knew I could get tired of it almost every single day. I guess younger me was way too greedy, like they said.After my little elevator eavesdropping, work flooded my desk for the rest of the day. I didn’t even get to see the main character of today’s gossip. Heard he was working out of the office today or something.Bottom line—and the reason for all my ranting—is that work was close to hell today, and I was badly exhausted. But the moment the workday ended and my phone rang, a smile crept to my face as I picked it up and placed it to my ear.“You downstairs already?” I asked, not even bothering to say hello.“You sound eager to see me,” came his deep voice, and I just drew a breath instead of responding. He hadn’t answered my questio

I was on my feet the moment Excelle’s words registered in my head, and almost instantly, the smile and joy that had filled me since I walked in here with Knight disappeared. “What?” I asked again, and she repeated it. “Jean and I are at the police station, Aria. They’re not letting me bail him out because I was there with him when the incident happened and I didn’t do anything.” I was hella tempted to ask what the hell happened, because what could Jean—that Jean—have done to get his ass in prison? But I figured it wasn’t the time for questions. “I’ll be there in a sec,” I said finally before dropping the call. I didn’t even notice Knight was beside me till I turned to grab my bag. “What’s wrong?” he asked sharply, his eyes on me. “Jean is at the police station,” I said, and his eyes widened just for a second. “What?!” He stepped back a bit, eyes hard, before grabbing my hands. “I’ll call Angelo immediately.” I nodded. Oh yeah, Angelo was a lawyer. He could definite

My eyes didn’t leave Knight’s face for the entirety of the ride home, and he seemed to like it, seeing as he didn’t say a word while I openly gawked at him. Who knew a man could be this hot while driving? With one hand on the wheel and the other dangling by his side, the way his brows furrowed in concentration as he focused on the road… yeah, it was a full-course meal for me. And that meal was almost enough to make me forget we were coming from a police station. “You stared at me for thirty minutes,” his deep voice came as he finally pulled up in front of my house. Only then did I peel my eyes off him as he turned off the engine. “You looked pretty hot while driving,” I said truthfully. He chuckled lowly. “I guess I should drive to pick you up more often then.” I immediately shook my head. “If you start driving yourself, then what happens to Rowan? I don’t want anyone getting fired because of my painstaking obsession with hot guys who drive.” His eyes narrowed slightly. “You

The next time my eyes fluttered open, it was close to morning already, and I was still on the couch. I wasn’t even surprised that Excelle didn’t wake me up to go sleep upstairs. I doubt she had time for me with all this newfound adventure in her life.Even after my eyes fluttered open, I lay still on the couch, my eyes on the roof as I replayed my dream over and over again.The sounds, his touch, and the way my body reacted to every little move he made.I was almost convinced that Knight really was the man I had been dreaming of, but for some reason my doubts still lingered because my dreams started way before I met him.How messed up could my brain be to be dreaming about someone I hadn’t even met before?Would seeing a doctor even help? Maybe with a little hypnotherapy they could dig into my clouded mind…Yeah, no shit. They would probably tag me as mad and I’d be thrown in an institution.This was something I would have to figure out myself.But how?“How exactly… what do I need to

Waking up the next morning—or should I say the next hour—was a lot easier than I expected it to be. I guess going to sleep with a smile on my face was the reason.I was dressed after a few minutes and out the door immediately after. Excelle was not down yet, and frankly, I didn’t see the need to wake her up. We could talk some other time. We lived in the same house anyway.I strolled over to Jean’s car, making sure to take my time. We had close to thirty minutes before work started, and it would only take fifteen to make it to the office. I had all the time in the world if you asked me.When I finally made it to the car, I slipped in wearing a tiny smile.“Good morning, friend. How do you do?” I greeted.He shook his head slightly as he turned to me.“On a normal day I would have asked what got you in such a good mood, but I think I’ve gotten to the stage where I can confidently say Knight is the reason for seventy-five percent of your smiles.”“You say it like it’s a bad thing,” I sa