From cheater to sweet mafia (Completed)

Week

Chapter 33

Hunter's pov

I came back to a silent and lonely home.

My sister had left just two days after I came back since she's still in college and her exams are just around the corner so she had to go back.

Keith. Away in Paris on urgent family business. Leaving me alone in this big house.

Amber, on her own accord, chose to stay with her parents for... Well I don't know how long.

I really do miss her. Her smile. Her personality. Her body. Just, her everything I miss.

A void has been left inside me in which only she can fill. And I don't know what to do or say to get her to remember...

It's been a week now, but to me it feels like it's been years. And I can't get that image out of my head. Her confusion towards me. The way her brows furrowed together, the way her eyes show that she's trying to remember who I am.

I can't help but beat myself up of the way I just couldn't reach her in time. Why couldn't I figure out that it was that fat bastard all this time.
The one thing, ONE thing I hate about being in the mafia is all this war that occurs.

I hate having to have taken over this whole Crown mafia nonsense and having to have my own company to worry about. All of this is just so unnecessary, I can't even have the peaceful life that I wish to have and if it leads to them harming the one I love then I hate to say it but, I have to let her go. I may hurt but it's for the best. I can't be selfish and keep her here and continue to put her in harm's way.

I can live with her roaming around my mind but I can't stand to see her hurt because of my carelessness. And it seems like the closer she

But I have one more issue to take care of to ensure she is truly safe.

Amber's pov

This past week I've been having these dreams about all these things, like being above a person with their arms wrapped around my waist, or admiring that deep yet light laugh. I can't shake the felling of me just living in peace around them. Feel safer and content around that person, feel... Happy around them.

Their voice sounds so similar but I just can't put a face on it. And everytime I just try to remember them, a headache seems to sneak it's way in.

Everybody has been great help in trying to get my memory to kick in but it's no use.

I was currently sitting in the living room, my parents next to each other but opposite to where I'm sitting on the sofa.

I was still lost in thought when Phoebe asked, "Hunny, where did you say your memory went blank again?" It seems she asked that question for the hundredth time.

"When I took Seth and Stacy shopping and you went with Elizabeth, after that it just went blank."

She nodded and looked at my father, "Would recreating that memory work?" She asked with a raised brow.

He also looked deep in thought before slowly nodding his head, "That. We haven't thought of that. I'll have to make a call." My dad got up and walked upstairs to his office.

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I looked beautiful and I couldn't keep my eyes off the my mirror reflection.
Some may say I'm acting self-absorbed but if they really know me, I never dress this good. Purely because I never need to and have no reason to do so, since I mostly wear big or baggy clothes.