Chapter summary of Chapter 11 – The Mafia's Son by Z Cr4vinz
In Chapter 11, a key chapter of the acclaimed Internet novel The Mafia's Son by Z Cr4vinz, readers are drawn deeper into a story filled with emotion, conflict, and transformation. This chapter brings crucial developments and plot twists that make it essential reading. Whether you’re new to the book or a loyal fan, this section delivers unforgettable moments that define the essence of The Mafia's Son.
Osa's POV
I sit by the window, and just stare outside, the rain was harsh against, and it seemed as if I couldn't fall asleep, so fascinated by the movements and sound.
Benjamin stayed on my mind, and I didn't know what to think of it, so I just kept thinking of him.
I was unsure of his intentions, maybe he just wanted my body... that would suck since my heart already wanted to cling onto his every word.
I know I said that men only wanted one thing so why is my mind trying to change my opinion.
The way his lips moved against mine the day we kissed. . his touch was intoxicating and I couldn't help but give in to him even dropping my apple. I bit my lip and watch as the rain pours harder.
Caramel was right... he was a body babe. . his chest was defined, obviously he worked out and I can't help but wonder what it would feel like to run my hands all over them.
Alright, that's enough.
I shake my head, plopping it against the window and freeze as my door creaks open. I turn around and find Benjamin slowly coming in as if thinking that I was in bed. I raise an eyebrow as he climbs in and I nearly laugh right there as he feels for me.
"What in the wo-"
"Looking for someone." His eyes snap quickly to mine before they go wide.
"I.. um."
"Mhm." I giggle as I step down from the window seat and walk towards him. "What're you doing here?" I ask him and he sighs, throwing his head onto the pillows.
"I can't stop thinking about you." He shrugs bluntly and I blush, remembering my thoughts from just a little while ago. "Wait, don't tell me I'm not the only one." He studies my face amused and I purse my lips containing my smile.
"No, you're the only one."
"Right. Keep lying to yourself." I roll my eyes at the arrogant boy.
"So. . is it okay if I. ."
"Sleep here?" I finish for him and he looks sheepish.
"Sure. ." I murmur and he grins, patting the bed. "You said you, I'm sleeping on the couch." I point to the soft heaven on the other side and he furrows his eyebrows, before pulling me onto the bed.
"Yea... I don't think so. ." I roll my eyes as he keeps his hand tight on my waist, eyeing my hair. "Is it always like this?" He murmurs.
"Yes... unless I flat iron it. ."
"I like it like this. ."He says moving his hand to play with them, fascinated.
"First time you've seen frizzy curls?" I giggle and he rolls his eyes.
"Yes. I have curls too but... they don't look as nice as yours. ." He mumbles more to himself but I still find myself smiling. "You're beautiful Y'know that?" He says his eyes snapping to mine and I nod.
"Great, so now this is easier." He states. "Will you go out with me?" He asks and I raise both eyebrows.
"You're serious? After all what happened?" He gives me a flat face and I bite my lip.
"I was being a jerk... no excuse but like I said... my views have changed."
"Y'know... we're supposed to go on a date, then sleep together," I state and he chuckles.
"Might as well just get married since we're living together." He winks and I avert my eyes.
"Slow down their cowboy."
"So. . yes?" He asks again and I bite my lip...
"Well. ." He frowns. "I don't know... I mean I'm so busy nowadays." I tease and his face goes flat.
"Woman-"
"Yes." I silence him and he smiles.
"I know you couldn't resist me." He smirks and I roll my eyes.
"Right." I murmur, and he uses a finger to run over my lips.
"I really did misjudge you. ." He sighs and I frown.
"It happens to the best of us. ." His eyes move up to mine and them down to my arms.
"Does it hurt?" He asks.
"If you do it deep... but if it doesn't hurt enough. I would pour rubbing alcohol. . or in really bad cases. .salt." He cringes and I sigh.
"So you do it for the pain?" He asks and I bite my lip.
"Well... I mean. Yea... I do it to feel in control... well, I used to but now I just do it because... I don't know, I've just grown accustomed to it."
"What if you miss? Maybe cut a vein." I let out a soft, humorless laugh.
"Then I'm gone." I murmur.
"To hell." He justifies and I bite my lip. "Is it worth going to hell for?"
"You can't judge me when what you're doing leads to hell also. ." I tell him and he shakes his head.
"Believe me when I say it doesn't... "
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"Osa if you don't get you butt-" I swing open the door slightly for Caramel, realizing that Benjamin probably locked it.
"What is it?" I ask nervously and she raises an eyebrow at me.
"Why are you so breathless?" She asks and I gulp. "And have you seen Benjamin?"
"No.. and um. .I was just... exercising. ."
"Really?" The door opens as Benjamin leans against it smirking. I close my eyes. "No.. I told you!" She squeals.
"Did you guys have sex?!" She screams and hollers are heard from downstairs.
"No!" I scream back blushing hard and she raises an eyebrow.
"Right... yes Benjamin, get some." She winks at him and I just stand there with my mouth open.
"You must be starving, breakfast is ready." She grins at me before practically running down the steps.
"This is unbelievable." I murmur to myself and he chuckles, pulling me back inside.
"Be ready after breakfast." He kisses my lips over and over and over until I can't help but giggle and bury my face in his shoulder.
He grabs my hand, and we both walk downstairs.
"Wait, I have to cover my. ." He looks down at my arms but shakes his head.
"They won't judge you. ."
I bite my lip...
"Are you sure?" I murmur.
"Positive." I nod and we continue walking. The whole floor goes quiet and as usual, Benjamin's face goes hard.
"What?" He snaps at James who just raises his hands.
"I'm not the only one staring at you dude." I shake my head, pulling my hand and walking towards the empty seat next to tucker.
"Move," Benjamin tells James who rolls his eyes and stands, I obviously had to move and sit next to Benjamin, and he places a hand possessively on my leg.
"So. . if Caramel's words were true I hope you two are being safe," Valesco says and I blush.
"It's not true," I tell him immediately and the whole table shakes with laughter, even Benjamin was smirking at me.
"It's not!" I repeat utterly embarrassed and Valesco raises his hands.
"Alright guys, Tonight we have a very important mission." He drawls, and I watch carefully as the whole room drops silently.

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