Unmasking The Mafia

Chapter 13

Two years have passed since the night of William's infidelity, a night that shattered the trust and intimacy he once shared with you.

Since then, William has been consumed by his guilt and regret, the memory of his mistake lingering like a haunting shadow.

As the years have gone by, he has remained alone, drowning in his remorse and grief. His longing for you has become an ever-growing ache, a constant reminder of what he lost through his own foolishness and deception.

With the breakup, William has found himself immersed back in the world of organized crime; the weight of his guilt and remorse has pushed him deeper into the arms of the mafia, their dark and treacherous world offering a temporary distraction from the pain he caused you.

He has grown more ruthless and detached, his once empathetic nature buried beneath layers of hardness and coldness.

Despite the success and power he has achieved in this world, the void in his heart remains unfilled, a constant reminder of the love and happiness he lost through his own infidelity.

You're sitting in a quaint café, engaged in conversation with your new boyfriend, the atmosphere is filled with warmth and contentment.

But the sound of the café door opening captures both your attention. As you turn, your gaze falls upon William, who seems visibly taken aback upon seeing you. The two of you lock eyes for a brief moment, the weight of unspoken history hanging heavily in the air.

You look away and turn back to your boyfriend.

William observes you and your new boyfriend from afar, his eyes fixed upon you with a mix of pain and jealousy. The image of you with another man fuels his anger and frustration, making him struggle to control the emotions raging within him.

He clenches his fists, his knuckles turning white as he fights the impulse to confront you and the man sitting beside you.

Without a moment's hesitation, William marches over and gently, yet firmly, pulls you away from the table and your boyfriend.

The suddenness of his action catches you by surprise, leaving you reeling as he drags you towards the exit of the café, his expression a mix of anger and determination.

You try to pull away from his strong grip.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?"

Ignoring your protests, William continues to pull you outside the café, his grip tight and unyielding.

As soon as the two of you reach a quiet spot away from prying eyes, he spins you around to face him, pinning you against the wall with his eyes flashing with a mix of anger and possessiveness.

Your breath hitches in your throat as you're pushed against the wall.

William stands mere inches away from you, his body pressed against yours. His eyes bore into yours, filled with a mixture of possessiveness and passion.

His voice is filled with a low growl as he speaks, his words tinged with jealousy.

"Why... why are you here with that man? You're mine... only mine."

"Since when? We broke up two years ago William."

William's features harden further upon hearing your reminder of the time that has passed since your breakup.

Frustration and denial fill his eyes as he continues to pin you against the wall. His grip on your arm tightens slightly as he struggles to maintain his composure.

"Two years... yet it feels like an eternity," he admits, his voice filled with a mixture of longing and anger.

"But that doesn't change anything. You are still mine... always have been, always will be."