Il Mio Capo Mafioso Italiano

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Mavery's POV:

"Who the fuck are you" a harsh voice says, the barrel of the gun pushing deeper into the back of my head. I try to force myself to answer him but no words seem to leave my mouth.

"I-I...."

"Turn around." He demands. I managed to get myself to face him and notice he has the same hair and eyes as Lorenzo. His father.

"Y-your L-Lorenzo's father?" I stutter, still terrified by the gun that is aimed between my eyes. The man doesn't answer he just stares at me. "Oh God Marcus what are you doing!" A high pitched voice that belongs to Anne says. She runs to the man, Marcus, in a night gown with messy hair. She had obviously been woken up by the commotion.

"Put that down!" She demands, trying to pull his gun away from me. "Who the fuck is this and why is she in our home?" He says, not moving the gun.

"She is Lorenzo's....friend!" Anne says, probably noticing how scared I looked. As if things couldn't get any worse, a half asleep Lorenzo stumbled into the kitchen. "Get that gun away from her!" He yells, shoving his father away from me. I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding.

"My apologies...." Marcus trailed off. "Mavery." I finish for him. "Nobody told me we were having company, I thought you were an intruder." He says, looking to his wife for the first part, obviously a little annoyed she didn't tell him.

"I'm sorry I can go" I say, feeling like a burden. "Don't be silly, I really don't mind having you here." Marcus reassures me.

All I do is nod as him and Anne say goodnight before going upstairs. Lorenzo instantly comes up and wraps me in a hug, "You okay?" He whispers into my ear, sending chills down my spine. I find myself remembering our kiss outside his bedroom that night, how simple things were back then. Now I don't know what to think, I want to trust him and let him help me heal, but our past doesn't make me think that's a good idea.

He seems to know I'm not going to respond, because he gives me a soft kiss on my forehead before untangling himself from me and grabbing my hands leading me back upstairs. To my surprise, he leads me to his room, making my eyes go wide.

"I won't touch you if you would like" he says. I remember all of the times we would cuddle, how safe and warm I would feel. I wanted that again.

We climbed into bed together, but rather then staying apart like he expected, I rested my head on his chest and wrapped my arm around him, taking in his warmth. I could hear his heart pick up it's pace, making me blush. He wrapped his arm around my waist, holding it comfortably. "I will never let anyone hurt you again, Angel." He whispered, his head nuzzling into me.

I allowed myself to fall asleep in his big, strong arms, taking in the comfort I knew only he could provide me.

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I'm so sorry this is such a short chapter, I kind of got carried away with my other story lately and I just wanted to get something out for you guys to read.

I will probably update with a usual length chapter tonight, again I am so sorry that it took forever to update!

I love you guys so much thank you for reading.

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