Belong to Him ONHOLD! (The Mafia- El Ricci # 2)

Chapter 7: We should try

A/N: sorry for being absent these few month...Here is the next chapter but I'll really to update as much as possible <3<3<3 Enjoy!

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The words that leave my mouth are the one I want to take back. I don't have anything to say to him; not really anyways.

"What about?" the gorgeous man in front of me asks, wearing one of his tuxedos that fit him perfectly. It's weird to imagine that 10 years ago this man wore only jeans and t-shirt and now stand here in a tuxedo, complaining back then he hated it.

"Did you really meant it, what you said in the shop?" he doesn't look away from me, just keeps staring, hoping this conversation is over but I'm not letting him. We need to talk this through.

"I did," he doesn't say anything just keeps staring at me, "We can't keep doing this, Olivia, you know it."

"Is it really because we can't or you just don't want to?" my question send him off guard and an awkward silence settles between us. If he choose the latter, I'll die. Maybe he broke up with me because he doesn't feel attractive enough by me. What he chooses now can make or break me.

"I want to," he admits, which shocks me yet relieved, "but we can't risk it, Olivia. What if they find out?"

"Our parents doesn't know, it's our little secret. Has been for years now," he shakes his and looks away.

"I'm tempted but we need to move on, Olivia."

I and Bella both stumble into my hotel suit. Laughing and holding onto each other because otherwise we fall on our faces; so drunk are we.

Bella decided to stay after all, drinking so much I was worried. I tried to convince her to get over herself and forget Celeb but then she came and told me that I needed to forget Sebastian as well; touché.

"Did you see those guys?" Bella giggles in a high pitch voice, "When we kissed on the dancefloor! They were so turned on," yes, she's fuck ass drunk.

"They even asked to join us," I add and the light switches on. We both wince.

"They could try but I won't let them touch you honey," she kisses my cheeks before laying on the couch. "I would kill them if they touch one hair on your sexy body," I take some water and painkillers for both of us.

She can de fun when she's drunk.

"Here, honey," my voice is low, pretending I'm the man in our little fake relationship which doesn't work because it makes us laugh even more, "take some of these, it would help you for tomorrow."

We both take the painkillers; some people throw over when they're super drunk but not me and Bella. I know Emily does, she doesn't drink much so there's the answer.

"Let's sleep together, my love," Bella starts to strip and I don't mind it. Again, if we party and get drunk this happens a lot. "I'll already go sleep, you do whatever you want to do," and she's off, only glad in a pair of small undies.

I shakes my head and take my phone to find a text message from Mateo.

Mateo: Look at my little boy!

My heart melt at the ultra sound he has send me. I'm so excited for both of them. I wish them the best and that's also what I send back. At least my big brother found his love.

Lucky bastard.

The next morning I wake when I hear someone knock on the front door. I try to ignore it but it's impossible when they keep doing it. ugh!

Only glad in my underwear, I look through the peephole to find my fiancé, Roberto, standing there, wearing his expansive suits. What the fuck is he doing here.

"Hello..." my greeting sound blank, bored.

"What the hell are you wearing?" he says in a too sober voice, "Let me in, people will see you."

"Who cares..." I reply while he closes the door behind him.

"I do," and I giggle at his reply. Roberto never cares what happens to me. If I drop death tomorrow he would be relieved, not worried.

"What do you want-" my bedroom door opens, revealing Bella in her small dress from yesterday and she smiles brightly; oh god. What's she panning?

"Hey darling," she sing-songs, making this huge show of kissing my cheek.

"Did you two...?" Roberto start, not checking Bella out which surprises me. He always does that when we're on a date or at an event.

"Who knows?" Bella answer, smacking my ass playfully before closing the door and the laugh that escapes me is loud.

"You two didn't, right?" I shake my head, still smiling, "Thank god."

"Why are you here, Roberto?" I make my way over to the small kitchen in this suite, taking some water. When I turn I see there's something wrong. "Just tell me already."

He takes a deep breath before answering, "Maybe we should do this for real," I cough. What does he means by this? "We should act like a real couple, not just for the show but for both of us too."

"What do you mean by that?" I ask, taking a seat on the couch. I don't want to be with Roberto at all. For me this is only an arrangement we made for more drugs, nothing more.

"Olivia, I think I love you," what the fuck.

A/N: Oh no...Is he in love with Olivia? What is happening here?