Lahat ng Kabanata ng Desired by the Mafia Kings: Kabanata 41 - Kabanata 47

L A N A“I’m not leaving,” I say to him, my voice coming out soft as I look up at him, trying to curb the nervousness rising in my chest. “I’m staying here.”I notice as his eyebrows rise slightly, as if he wasn't expecting my answer, right before his expression changes, becoming more neutral as if he doesn't want me to notice the slight relief that crosses his features. How I've even come to this decision. I don't know. Maybe it's because I can't bring myself to ever face Tyler again, or maybe because I'm completely terrified of what Ezio might do to me if he ever finds me. I can't risk it... and here, Dante has offered to take care of me...I should refuse, make a break for it and leave all of this behind, especially when I have no one else who actually cares for me. But I have to admit, part of Dante's life... intrigues me...Or maybe that's just a fancy way of saying that... he's the one that intrigues me...It's only been a short time since we first met, and yet, he's protected m

L A N AAfter Dante leaves, I stay standing in the middle of the room for a while, staring at the door after it closes behind him while trying to calm my thoughts, but honestly, I can’t even keep up with them anymore. Every conversation with him leaves me feeling more confused than before, and I don’t mean confused in a bad way either, which probably makes it worse. I barely know this man, yet every time he looks at me for too long or says my name in that calm voice of his, I completely lose track of myself. It’s embarrassing actually, especially when I think about how composed he always seems while I’m over here struggling to breathe normally after basic eye contact.Eventually, I force myself to move, leaving the meeting room and making my way back upstairs toward the bedroom I’ve been staying in since arriving here, and even that still feels strange to think about. Staying here. Living here. Waking up in this massive estate surrounded by armed guards and people who talk about underg

L A N A“I’d like for you to come with me tomorrow,” he says as soon as we're the only ones in the room. The second those words leave his mouth, I feel my stomach tighten as I stare back at him from across the living room, still trying to process everything he told me about the meeting and the other families. And... the fact that Ezio will be there too, which honestly feels like the worst part out of all of it. I already know tomorrow won’t be simple, and now hearing him ask me to stand beside him during all of that only makes the nerves sitting inside me worsen, especially after how things ended the last time I saw Ezio.“Wait… why…?” I ask quietly, my voice coming out unsure, but I can’t help it at this point. My fingers instinctively twist together as I look at him, searching his expression for answers while he remains standing there watching me with that same calm look he always carries when speaking about dangerous situations like they’re normal parts of his everyday life.“I nee