Mafia boss; Chasing the ice princess.

CHAPTER SIX

Aiden's breath hitched as he stared at the lady standing in front of him. The whole club faded and he seemed to go back in time... Back to all those years ago.

Then, Marcel shoved him back to life. "Dude, help me with this girl." Marcel said. Like that, it was like a spell broke and Chloe alongside Aiden looked away from each other.

Chloe looked down at Bree as Marcel was trying to help her up. "Thank you but I think I have got her." Chloe said to Marcel before looking at Bree. "Bree, stand up now or you come home yourself."
Chloe said before turning and walking away.

The moment Bree heard Chloe, she (Bree) stood up and ran after Chloe. Marcel raised his eyebrow but Aiden showed no reaction. His eyes remained on the retreating back of Chloe.
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The moment Chloe walked out of the club, she (Chloe) had to lean on the door to catch her breath. Why is he here? My heart... I am not ready to see him. Chloe thought as she took in deep breath.

Just then, Bree stumbled out. Bree was too drunk to stand but sober enough to know something was wrong with Chloe. "Chloe... I mean, Miss Anderson... Are you okay? You look kinda pale." Bree slurred out.

Chloe shook her head and gave Bree a weak smile. "I am fine... Just a little tipsy" Chloe lied smoothly. Bree pouted but nodded.

BACK IN THE CLUB.

"Dude... What is wrong? You have been acting weird since we met those ladies... Beautiful ladies if I may add." Marcel said to Aiden who was just staring at the opposite wall.

"She ignored me... She saw me and I know she recognized me... But she did not say a word to me. She pretended I was not there. Does... Does she hate me that much?" Aiden muttered to himself but Marcel heard him.

"Huh? What gibberish are you muttering? Wait, did you know one of those girls?" Marcel asked raising his eyebrow. Aiden nodded as he knew that if he lied to Marcel, Marcel would figure out he was lying.

"Was... Was she one of your one night stands that you maybe want  another night with?" Marcel asked with a digusted look as he thought of Chloe's and Bree's attractiveness and felt it was all for show. Aiden's eyes snapped to Marvel's face.

Aiden's face was contorted in anger and Marcel did not understand what happened. "Don't you dare insult her or reduce her to a mere slut. Do you hear that?" Aiden growled and Marcel immediately stood up.

The only time Aiden went like this was when he (Aiden) was really angry... And everytime Aiden was really angry, he (Aiden) would draw blood. "Dude... Aiden... Boss, calm down. I won't insult her anymore. If you kill me then you won't have a best bud again... Please think twice before you do anything." Marcel said trying to avoid Aiden's bloodshot eyes.

Aiden shut his eyes and took a deep breath. When he opened his eyes again, his eyes were losing the red it had in it. Marcel heaved a sigh of relief.

"Now I am really curious about who this girl is. You hardly care about anyone yet I insult her and bammm! You wanna kill me." Marcel said with a curious edge in his voice.

Aiden sighed.

"She is just someone I used to know and someone I... Used to love. Maybe someone I still love." Aiden said, pouting.

Marcel stared at Aiden wide-eyed. "You used to love?? You... Aiden, the Don of the most recognized American mafia clan ... Used to love? You that have a different girl in your bed each night used to love??" Marcel said, shocked to the core.

Aiden rolled his eyes. "But there is something I don't understand. I have known you all your life but I don't remember knowing someone like that." Marcel said tilting his head. "I used to know... She is not someone we used to know." Aiden said and Marcel nodded.

"So... Why did she ignore you? Did you guys have a huge fight or something?" Marcel asked cautiously. Aiden sighed. "I... No. We didn't have a fight but I did something really bad." Aiden replied.