Ares ; A Mafia Romance ||✓

Chapter 19

[Mature Content]

Callista Miller

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I was lying on my bed, eyes fixed on the ceiling but overthinking, biting on my nails. Mom knows about my feelings for Ares. She must have told Dad because unlike every day he hasn't come to my room and taken me downstairs for dinner. And I, of course, feeling nervous, anxious, and panicked, didn't want to face them. I skipped dinner. What must be mom and dad thinking? They must be out of their mind in panic, disbelief, and fear. I would be too, if I was in their shoes. Being in love with a criminal, that too a mafia heir, is suicidal, a life full of dangers and deaths. I have read stories where women generally never had a choice of choosing this life, being with the mafia, they were forced. But me? I have the choice, knowing the dangers, I choose Ares, always, in a heartbeat. Ha, I must be insane! I don't care, I can see nothing except Ares. He is all I need.

I turned on my side, eyes landing on the record on the study table. I had changed the song to Can't help falling in love by Haley Reinhart.

Wise men say
Only fools, only fools rush in
Oh, but I, but I, I can't help falling in love with you
Shall I stay?
Would it be, would it be a sin?
If I can't help falling in love with you
Like a river flows
Surely to the sea
Darling, so it goes
Some things, you know, are meant to be
Take my hand
Take my whole life too
For I can't help falling in love with you
For I can't help falling in love with you
Yeah

It was playing in a loop. I had unconsciously played it. Maybe my subconscious was trying to express my turmoil to the world without actually saying anything. Song delivers not just words but emotions. And I am an emotional fool in love. I feel like crying for hurting my parents but at the same time, I want to rebel, standing up for my love and choice. I am so afraid, my parents can forbid me. I am not an adult yet. I am so frightened Asrael DelaVega will kill me if I continue to be with Ares. I am so scared because even after all the threats and outcomes, I chose Ares. And I would do the same again and again if I was to choose. To me, Ares is worth everything, my heart, soul and.... life. I don't know when he became so much to me. It happened naturally, came to me inevitably like the sun is meant to give light, he came into my life and became my love.

I love Ares as if I am dying.

So frightening yet inevitable.

Tears fell down my eyes, but no sound left my throat. A silent turmoil was wailing out of me, a mixture of emotions, so overwhelming. I watched through the blurred vision, the curtain swaying with the breeze through the open window. I recalled Ares jumping into my room. More tears fell. I am not ready to leave him when I just got him. His father threatened me so cruelly and my parents definitely would forbid me from meeting Ares. God, why?! Why? I want to be with Ares even if I die! I cannot help it, he is my everything.

As if my eyes were playing with me, a mirage of Ares leaning on my window formed. I laughed through the tears, crying at how cruel my mind was being at this time. I was missing Ares like breaths. God, this is torture! I turned on my back, covering my eyes with my forearm. Ares......I want to be with you......Azaiah.....

"Callista."

I jerked, sitting up on my bed when the books fell on the floor with a thud from the study table. I gasped, Ares was leaning on the table, breathing heavily. Oh my God! It's actually Ares! He is here for real! The overwhelming urge to be in his arms overcame me like a flood. I jumped to my feet and ran to him, hugging him tightly.

"Ares!"

I cried, so many emotions filled his name, longing, want, love, and anguish. I felt him breathe me in, his face buried in my neck. I held him tighter, living the feel of him wrapped around me like a safety cocoon. He is my safety net, my sanctuary, and my home. I buried my face in his chest, sobbing. He is here with me, he is with me. His arms softly yet tightly held me by the waist. I shuddered, trembling in his warmth.