Mafia Desire

Chapter 32



Chapter 32

Chapter 32 "I'm leaving with my friends; where is Seb?" I inquired.

"Who and where are they?"

"Haha, yeah, so about that." I told him, knowing that if I didn't, Seb would probably snitch or something.

"Ava, who are you going to see?" He stated firmly.

"Charis, Jenny, and Travis." I responded while avoiding eye contact with him.

"No."

"Andrew, we've discussed this before. Either you let me go and you know about it, or I leave and you don't." I said.

I noticed him sigh in defeat. "Fine, but Seb will always be with you."

"I appreciate it." I said while leaning down and kissing him on the cheek.

I watched as he was pulled away from my action, but he grinned in recognition.

I smiled as I exited his office and descended the stairs.

"SEBBBB." I yelled, hoping for a response so I could get moving.

"There's no need to scream; I'm right here." As I spun around to face him, he said.

"Haha, let's get started." I basically ran outside and into the car, I said.

I waited for Seb to get into the driver's seat before telling him where to go.

We arrived at the bakery after about 20 minutes, a billion traffic stops, and Seb cursing at traffic 5 times.

I walked out, half expecting Seb to follow, but when he didn't, I was relieved.

As I entered the bakery, I saw Charis and Jenny sitting at a table near the center of the room.

"Hey," I said as I approached where they were sitting.

"Thank goodness you're okay." Jenny said as she stood up to hug me.

"You can't die on me yet." Charis said as she joined us in a hug.

"Hey guys, I really missed you." I said.

We all sat down, and I told them about how I had to relocate due to my job. I didn't mention Andrew and Mafia because they lived normal lives and I didn't want to ruin it for them. After I explained everything, they just said they were glad I was okay and that if I ever needed to move in with one of them, I was welcome to do so.

We then discussed Jenny's boyfriend and how they finally said "I love you" to each other. I admired their relationship because it was normal and honest.

Travis wasn't showing up for his usual coffee, and I was almost disappointed because I wanted to introduce him to my friends. Just as I was about to give up, I noticed a familiar face walk into the bakery and order a coffee.

I stood up and approached Travis. "Hello, blue."

"Hello, shortness." He returned the smile.

"You'll be late for whatever you have after this because you'll be meeting my friends." I said as I walked over to my friend's table.

"Fortunately for you, I don't have anything else after this." He said following me.

"No mafia talk, please." I warned him before we came within hearing distance of my friends.

"This is my new friend, guys." I pointed to Travis and said,

Jenny and Charis raised their heads, and I swear I saw Charis droll at the sight of Travis.

I noticed Travis staring at Charis when I looked up. "Matchmaker Ava," I thought to myself.

"This is Jenny, and this is Charis." I said.

"My name is Travis." He continued to stare at Charis.

I spent the rest of the morning at the bakery with Charis, Jenny, and Travis until Jenny and Charis had to leave for work.

"Bye, girls; I'll see you later." I hugged them goodbye outside the bakery.

"OK, we love you, and please call us." Jenny stated.

I let them both go and watched them disappear around a corner.

I smiled as I returned Travis's gaze.

"What?" Travis inquired.

"I am the century's Matchmaker." Giggling, I said.

"I'm not sure what you're on about, shortness." He said while turning away from me.

"You're hilarious. You got Charis' phone number and couldn't stop staring at her the entire time." I responded.

"OK, she's really pretty, and I'd like to take her out on a date." He stated.

"I had a feeling." I yelled and jumped up and down.

"Shut u-" Travis's whole body tensed up and he grabbed my hand and moved me behind him before he could finish what he was about to say.

"What the hell, Travis?" I inquired.

"Good day, cousin." A deep, sinister voice spoke up.

My spine tingled, and I was terrified of the man without even looking at him.

"Robert," Travis said, hiding me at his back.

Robert... Robert, Andrew's main adversary and Travis' cousin.

"You're being so impolite, aren't you going to introduce me to that pretty little thing behind you?" Robert stated.

"Don't refer to me as that." I hissed as I emerged from behind Travis.

"You also have a mouth." He said as he turned his gaze away from Travis and down to mine.

He was tall, with pale skin and midnight black hair, and he was well-built, but his stare terrified me. When I first saw Andrew, I thought I saw Sylvester's eyes, but when I looked into Robert's, I knew there was no good in them. He was destructive, ruthless, and merciless.

Seb, where are you when I need him?

"I'm leaving right now." I said this as I walked away from Travis and towards the street.

I began to relax as I moved away from Robert until I felt a grasp on my wrist.

I turned around to see Robert squeezing my wrist. His touch was poisonous, raising the hairs on the back of my neck. I tried to move away from him by pulling my wrist towards me, but he only drew me closer to him.

"You're not leaving so quickly, baby." He hissed angrily.

"Let go of me right now." I frowned.

"What is your name, gorgeous?" He said as he tightened his grip.

I went into panic mode and slapped him across the face with my free hand, leaving him stunned and letting go of my wrist. When he let go, I ran all the way into the car and yelled for the driver to drive the car.

"What happened, Ava?" Seb inquired.

My breath began to shorten and my chest tightened; I couldn't breathe "Take a deep breath. No way, not right now. My body began to tremble and I began to sweat.

"Drive more quickly." Seb yelled at the driver, aware of my situation.

We got to Andrew's house. I was still out of breath and shaking uncontrollably.

Seb dashed into the house, leaving me in the car alone. I noticed Andrew behind Seb when I saw him from the car window again.

Andrew dashed to my side of the car and swung open the car door. He scooped me up in his arms and began carrying me into the house in bridal fashion.

My breaths began to slow as soon as my skin made contact with him, and I began to regain my composure. I put my hand on his chest in an attempt to stop the shacking and feel his chest muscles.

He carried me up into my room, looking down at me with caring eyes. He gently lowered himself onto my bed. He looked down and kissed my forehead before turning away and walking away. I took his hand in mine and drew him towards me.

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I moved over as Andrew nodded and climbed onto my bed. I carefully placed my head on his chest and my hand on his chest as he lay on his back.

I listened to his heartbeat and watched his chest rise and fall slowly and gracefully. My eyes became drowsy, and I didn't fight them when they wanted to close.

In his presence, I felt safe.

I awoke and searched for Andrew's body with my hand, but all I felt was my bed and pillow.

"Who was it?" Andrew screamed from the other room.

I stood up and decided to go find Andrew because I needed to tell him what had happened. I assumed he was in his office, and I knew he was because of the yelling coming from that side of the house.

I opened Andrew's office door and saw him standing with Seb, scarring him from the look on Seb's face.

"Andrew?" I asked as I entered his office.

His face changed from angry to concerned as he turned to face me. "Did I startle you?" He inquired.

"No," I lied as I approached him.

"Are you telling me Travis did that to you?" Andrew inquired.

"What? No, Travis." I was taken aback.

Andrew relaxed his shoulder as he ran his hands through his hands.

"It was Robert," I said. Looking at the floor, I was disappointed in myself for letting Robert get to me the way he did.

"Ava," Andrew called. I didn't take my gaze away from the ground.

"Ava." Andrew called sternly this time, forcing me to look up at him.


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