49. Be My Girlfriend.

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LUCIANO

"How can you be the only one capable of pushing my buttons, and I mean all of them?"

Janie let out a soft chortle.

Her alluring tone rang melodiously in my ear drums and I yearned to hear more of it. Damn, I could tell that I was starting to lose my mind over this girl.

A part of me began to wonder what would have happened if she never took a bold step to walk into my office. Would I have the opportunity to feel this way? This delightful, satisfying feeling that coated my guts would have been nothing but sour, distasteful angst.

Tilting her chin up to look directly into my eyes, I held her gaze. "Janie.....I am done playing games. Why are you here and why did you kiss me?" I questioned.

Every part of me anticipated a positive response and I hoped to hear it right from her lips.

She expelled a sharp breath, her eyes not leaving mine for once. "I can't believe I'm saying this, Luciano. But ever since I said those words to you, I haven't been myself. I blamed myself all the time. After going down memory lane of what we've been through together, I reprimanded myself because you have not done anything to hurt me." She paused to take a breath before continuing.

"Apart from the situation with my father, which I understand now that– I can't blame you for his faults. He chose to do that to me. Even if you had a gun in his head and he truly loved me, he could have objected to it no matter what. But that's bygone. You on the other hand have sought my best interest. So it was wrong to judge you when nobody is perfect."

Listening to her spew those words brought out a sweet feeling that strengthened my resolve.

Before, I felt underappreciated for everything I did. Taking bullets just to protect her, going the extra mile to make sure she got what she wanted. And now, she has been admitted to one of the most prestigious universities in exchange for the one she lost. However, the fact that she was expressing herself to me, made me feel gratified.

"Do you want me to provide your father for you?" I asked, and she froze in my arms.

Her eyes widened. "Do you know where he is?"

"Right now, I don't. But I can comb the entire world and bring him out for you, just so you can ask him why he did that to you. Perhaps, he had his reasons." I presumed, feeling concerned with the way her countenance fell when she earlier spoke about her father.

I could tell that she was still hurt by the betrayal.

"No, don't." She brought herself to say after a series of long-lasting silence. "No matter his reasons, I don't want to hear of it. I can't bring myself to look at his face after what he did."

Nonetheless, I blamed her father too. But at the same time, I owed him big time. He brought this sweet human into my life and since the moment she stepped in, I have never been the same Luciano. I always found myself wanting to do something to please her and that had never been me.

"Okay, I respect your decision," I said, cupping her face in between my hands and she managed a small smile.

"So back to why you are here." I indicated.

Janie tore her eyes away from mine. "Yes, as I was saying......I thought it was best we went our separate ways, I thought I should never see you again because of the nature of your job. When I escaped from your house, I kept reassuring myself that I did it because you are a mafia and all, and that life isn't for me. But I just realized that my entire life has never been mine." She expressed further.

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