Pov: Carter
I walk out with Delilah by my side, her fingers fidget with the sleeves of her suit but she maintains her straight & confident posture.
The closer my body moves toward her, the more nervous I get, the more my mind gets amassed by thoughts about her.
It was unfair, yes, and I'm sorry. I'm sorry that I can't love you, Delilah.
As we make our way out of the narrow hallway, I'm met with a familiar pair of gorgeous brown eyes.
Eliza.
She is sitting right next to my mom instead of her previous seat, and talking to her.
Concern sets in my mind about what the hell my mom might have told her, but Eliza's eyes weren't looking at me, they were on Delilah.
Shit.
I have nothing to hide because nothing did happen in there, Delilah may or may not have told me she loved me and I may or may not have implied that I did or couldn't, but it was just because of the frustration of the moment.
"Finalmente, voi ragazzi siete qui. [finally, you guys are here.] What took you so long?" Sistine questions and raises an eyebrow at the both of us, Delilah looks at me with a rather puzzled look on her face.
"It was nothing, Delilah needed help with something so I figured I could help her, right Lilah?" I turn toward Lilah and gave her an assuring look, causing her to nod her head.
Her hands drop to her sides as she walks to the table and sits on the seat where Eliza was previously sitting, I take a seat right next to her.
"Are you alright?" Eliza asks Delilah, in the kindest way possible, Delilah looked shaken up. That must've been the reason.
"Hmm? yes of course." Delilah's voice comes out in a raced hushed tone, was I the only one that was noticing this?
"Di cosa stavate parlando? [what were you two talking about?]" I ask Eliza and Sistine who were staring at us with a suspicious look painted on their faces.
"I was telling Eliza how the mafia works and about our current rivals, speaking of current rivals- Delilah you have a mission tomorrow, and Carter, you are going to have to stay back to assist her." She casually states, my head shoots up in shock as I watch Eliza's smile drop.
"He hasn't signed the contract yet," Her soft voice speaks out, compared to Sistine's wretched tone, Eliza's was calm and collected.
I feel Delilah tense up next to me as Sistine takes out the contract from under her chair, "No dirty work or harm, I remember the conditions," she smirks and hands me the booklet.
I skim through the conditions and everything seemed fine until Delilah's finger pointed out the last regulation that the consigliere had to follow:
The consigliere has to adhere to this final rule - if the boss in charge of a mission, or the underboss happens to get injured severely, the consigliere will take their position for the time being.
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Подростковая литератураLet's face it, We all have that one person who we secretly love, the person who's never going to know how much you care about them. The person who we hide away from because when you're with them it's like you're so afraid of losing them but you als...
