Marcellius Fierri [Book #1]

Chapter 25

One week later
It's been a week since Marcellius left for California, and I have yet to hear from him. I decided to just completely separate myself from my phone and listen to Mama Fierri.

So, I'm giving myself a break. No more crying. No more sleep deprivation. And especially, no more sulking and moping around the house like a brain dead zombie.

"I'm glad to see you're looking and feeling better honey."

"Thanks dad," I say into my computer screen with a smile.

My dad has been in Jamaica for a little over a week now. He originally planned to only stay a few days, but ended up really enjoying his stay. So now, he's staying there for an entire month.

He was sporting the Jamaican flag colors on his shirt, with a beautiful blue ocean in the background of the villa he's staying in. He definitely tanned a bit since the last time I spoke with him. He truly seemed happy. And seeing him happy makes me especially happy.

"Has Marcellius returned yet?"

My smile immediately drops into a frown. "No."

"So you haven't heard from him for a week? I'm starting to see a pattern Mia."

I wasn't in the mood to hear a fatherly lecture from him, but he was right. This is the second time that he's left me.

First it was at the nightclub with Vincenzo Sinisi, which I forgave him for, then it was when he put his hands on me, -he didn't physically leave, but we were separated for a period of time-, and now it's after another argument.

If this was a recurring theme of his, then who's to say he won't just completely walk out of my life when he's had enough? When he can no longer handle the vulnerability of being in a relationship, will he just up and leave? What if we are married, or I'm carrying his child? Will he leave me then too?

I have to remind myself that I signed up for this. I was the one who fell in love with a Mafia leader. I knew the repercussions that came with loving an alpha male. I mean I'm still here, so clearly our relationship was worth fighting for.

But does he feel the same way?

My dad is giving me this "I told you so" glare that I've seen a number of occasions in my past dating life. Every man I have dated in the past has failed me, and my dad has been right there to witness it.

He's always been very opinionated about the men I choose to have in my life, but I haven't heard his opinion on Marcellius. He doesn't say much about him or his brothers except when comparing them to Giovanni Fierri.

"What was the conversation that you had with Marcel about a week ago?" I ask him, slightly changing the topic.

"Huh? I'm sorry I can't hear you. You're breaking up." He's repeatedly smacking his laptop, and pretending like he can't hear me. He starts making this static noise with his mouth before ending the call. A second later, he sends me a text message saying he loves me with a winking face emoji.

And the Oscar goes to..

Rolling my eyes with a grin, I close my laptop and climb out of bed. Walking out of the room, I hear the doorbell and the door being opened. "Daaamn!" Is all I hear from down the corridor.

I knew right away who it was. Hurrying into the foyer, I see Cesare standing at the door shirtless with a lollipop in his mouth. His hair is damp, strands of hair falling into face. He looks like he just got done taking a shower.

Leah's on the other side of the door with her mouth gaped wide open. She steps into the house, making sure to run her hand down Cesare's bare chest as she passes by him. I shake my head with disappointment.