Mafia King novel Chapter 7

"Do you want me to apologize, amore?"

I try to ignore him. He was sitting on the kitchen island waiting for his dinner. I'm no longer in the mood for our usual banter. I'd rather ignore his assiness. What he said this morning was below the belt and it very much offended me.

"Amore... speak. I dislike being ignored." His tone changed. It was cold and hard.

I paused, having second thoughts whether to reply to him or not but the obvious edge in his voice made me do so. "I don't want your apology. Not when it's shallow." My voice was low and rough.

He chuckled, deep and reverberating. "It's not like I care, amore, but I figured you'd like my apology."

"Well, save it." I retorted coldly. There was silence for a moment before he started talking again.

"The painting... did he make it?" There was no malice in his tone but only filled with pure curiosity.

"We did." I replied curtly with a purpose of only answering him.

"Do I need to apologize for ruining it?"

I stopped stirring. I slowly turned to face him. "That painting, Mister Di Angelo, in which you obviously know it, was special to me. He finally succumbed to my request of doing a painting with me after months of persuasion, only he died months later. No money or even your soul could equal it. So please... save your empty apologies, Dante. I don't need it." I turned around swiftly and continued cooking.

I could hear the chair scraping against the floor. Sounds of footsteps nearing me. I then feel his presence beside me. His usual heat only added to the indication of his presence.

"You're really lucky, amore. Really lucky." He said almost in a whisper. His mouth was near my head, his breath tingling my face. "If you wouldn't have known my cousin... you absolutely have no idea what I'm gonna do to you." The words pouring between his gritted teeth.

My heart rate increased.

He then grabbed my chin, fingers roughly digging against my jaw. His hand could swallow my face whole. With a force, my face turned to him.

He was staring and reading me while still having that magnificent scowl on his face. I returned one of my fiercest glare.

He slanted his lips to mine. My eyes widened as I was taken off guard.

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Finally realizing the reality, I pushed him away.

"Stop it! I don't like it!" I wiped off his saliva from my lips clumsily.

We were sitting on the couch while the tv was playing in the background. Although the movie from netflix was random, I was engrossed. On the other hand, the mafia king was not. He was staring at me from the other edge of the couch and it was creeping me out.

"How did your boyfriend die?"

Ah, so this was what's going on in his mind.

"He's not my boyfriend." I corrected nonchalantly while taking a bite with my pizza. I focused back on watching the movie.

"He seems like it."

I sighed as I faced him. "He died of lung cancer. He smoked a lot." I remember how easily he emptied a pack a day; sometimes more. "I wasn't a secondhand smoker though, he made sure of it. It was just a habit of his whenever he ran out of ideas for his work. It kept his mind running." I paused as I thought of him. Sometimes I blamed myself for not reprimanding him more. I didn't think he'd pay the price so soon.

"Ethan is special to me. We grew up together." My eyebrows furrowed as I recall our memories again. "He's my best friend. We're not a couple nor blood related but he's my partner in life. He's my only family." I looked at him straight in the eyes. "I'm sure you wouldn't understand what I feel."

"You're right. I don't... but not in the way you think. You may think that I'm only a boss to a crime organization but I'm more than that, amore. I am the head of this family. Like you said, we are not all related by blood but we are all family. Family is very important to us and I will not hesitate to kill anyone who messes with them." He pondered for a moment as he stare at me. "That includes you, amore. Just because I'm trying to be nice to you and get you to my bed doesn't mean I won't kill you. You harm me, my men will kill you. You harm them, I will kill you." He paused again. "Betray Avery... I will kill you."

I snorted. "Do I like you like I'd cause any harm?" I wasn't scared of his threats at all. I was completely harmless. The only thing in my mind right now was how long will this staying with him lasts, and perhaps the thought of how I'd finish my best friend's book. However, I did save the information in my mind. I remembered the way he and Avery talked. It was more than obvious how much they value their family.

"I met people who're innocent as angel like you..." His clear water eyes peering at me heatedly. "...but they'd still point a gun at me."