The Mafia In Love

Part 29

I knew Dante would be pissed but I didn't know it would be this bad. After we returned to the table, he hadn't spoken to me. Somehow ruining the happy ongoing vibe that went on. I was too scared to even try to talk to him. I had never seen this side of him before, he looked like he could kill. He clenched his jaw once in a while, fisting his hands till his knuckles turned white.

I don't get it, what did I do wrong? Yeah sure I didn't do as he said but come on, it wasn't my fualt that Russian bastard spoke to me first. Besides, his words were still lingering around in my thoughts. I knew I shouldn't doubt Dante, I trusted him even but I can't help but repeat those words in my head.

Just think about it for a moment. All I know is that he owned one of the top companies in New York. I knew that, everyone did.

Yet, there was still this feeling that there was something else I don't know. If he's not around me, there's this aura that he radiated. I didn't want to use the word dangerous but that's the perfect description. It made me wonder if all this was just pretence, then again, with how he begs me to be his girl, I'm not sure.

Dante decided it was best we left, and I didn't object to it. Luciana made me promise to text her if anything happens which was really sweet of her. On the other hand, his mom made him promise to bring me over more often then whispered something I couldn't catch in his ear. After waving them off, Dante led me out of the building, which was less roudy than before to my releif.

Still, I didnt understand why we were leaving so suddenly. Why was he mad? It's not like I kissed anyone. His behaviour was strange, I've never seen him act this way before. It made me wonder if it was connected to what that strange Russian said to me.

Either ways, it still didnt give Dante the right to pull my hand like I was some rag doll.

"Will you not at least tell me why were leaving so suddenly?" I asked, annoyed by his weird behaviour. My patience could only last a minute before I would actually get angry.

We reached the car and he opened passenger's door before looking at me and I internally shivered. His eyes were darker than usual, something I've never seen from him before.

"Get in the car".

My eyes widened a bit at his tone. What's up with him all of a sudden. One minute be was all smiles, now hes acting like some kind of alpha male.

"Excuse me?" I questioned him, getting pissed at this unnecessary behaviour. He hadn't even given me a reason why he was being a dick all of a sudden.

"I said get in the car" He spoke, louder tha on before. Clearly, hating the fact that he had to repeat himself.

I stared at him, trying to figure out why he was so angry. To be Frank, I dont really care about that. It's the rude behaviour for me. You can be angry at me but I will never let anyone treat me like some kind of trash bag.

Knowing this was an ooo building, whatever I would want to do will surely attract attention from others. If I want to act out, it surely cant be now.

I got in the car, silently. Watching him close the door shut and walking round to his side of the car. I watched him get in, powering the car up that made a loud roar.

It wasnt long before er hit the main road which seemed to be empty, after all, work hours had past a long time ago.

Still, it didnt change the thick tension that lingered in the car. No one said a word and I wasnt going to be the one to start it. It was already awkward enough, rather just let it be that way.

Dante had his eyes on the road but it was clear his mind wasn't. His eyes still held that dark glimmer, his hands were tightly gripping the steering wheel like it was his last hope of living.