✍︎ 𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐇 𝐌𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐃 [dark mafia romance] | 𝟏𝟖+

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A few days passed after the incident, but I refused to leave my room. Normally, this type of behavior wouldn't draw any unnecessary attention from D'Angelo men, as I couldn't wander around the villa alone, but somehow I knew they were worried about this kind of isolation.

It felt like isolation.

I didn't want to see, feel, or even hear Leonardo, so I hid myself from all of them because I couldn't stay loyal and communicate with either of them. Despite the fact that he was the one who had taken my innocence and betrayed me, it was hard to stay away as my mind, body, and soul craved him.

Before that, I had no appetite and felt nauseous at the sight of food, but now I couldn't even think of eating.

Fabio or Fernando often came into the room to check on me, but I was convinced it wasn't out of genuine concern; rather, it was commanded by Leonardo. They stated that they were just checking to see if everything was okay, if I felt better, but deep down, I somehow felt that they were guarding me from myself.

That's what their eyes told me when they came in, scanned me from head to toe, wrapped up in bed and unable to even lift my head. Their caring words and soft touches on my head told me they were extremely worried, but the fact unnerved me even more.

Were they really worried I might do something to myself?

Patrick also stopped by as much as he could. He claimed that after Britney's removal, Leonardo had completely lost his temper. He became a real paranoid and strengthened the security of every point they had. He even mentioned the point that Leonardo is going to put every one of his Red Lions associates on trial to find the real reason Britney was involved with the mysterious Marcellus. Patrick told me that even the Solcnev Brotherhood was involved in this mess.

But I wasn't interested; I didn't want to hear anything about Leonardo, his Red Lions, and the aftermath of Britney's killing, so I often kicked Patrick out. Then, I was left alone again with the pain I couldn't bear, but I liked it.

The D'Angelo men often weren't home between my hysterical isolation; after all, they had to schedule things so precisely that they could strengthen the security of the Red Lions. From the endless screams in the living room during the evenings and Patrick's juicy gossip, I understood only one thing: deadly danger threatened not only me but the entire Red Lions group. By targeting the largest eastern underground organization, enemies rose against other layers of the hierarchy as well.

During this period, the only thing that stood out was that Leonardo himself didn't show up to check on me. Not once, not ever. But it was for the better because I wasn't ready to face him.

The part, that hurt the most was that I stopped communicating with my family last week. As much as I missed them, I was convinced that as soon as they heard my voice, they would understand everything.