Twisted love: The Mafia Princess

ch.35

**Emma's P.O.V**

I wake up to the sound of chatter coming from downstairs. I drag myself out of bed and quickly get ready pulling on a floral skirt and a white frilly crop top.

When I get downstairs I see everyone here except for Ryder.

"Good afternoon,sleepy",Naomi says getting up a planting a kiss on my forehead whilst dragging me to the table where they were all seated.

"Hey,",I say giggling.

"Where's Ryder",I ask and Christina gives me a look.

"He left not too long ago but he should be back soon",she says and I nod.

Its then I see a suitcases by the door and I remember they collected Zac today.

Philipê follows my gaze and speaks.

"He's in his room downstairs if you want to see him",he says and  I force a smile his way. He still creeps me out although I understand his reasons.

I smile at the rest then get up and go to the room Philipê was pointing to.

The door was slightly open so I just walk in. When I enter the first thing I see is a sleeping Zac.

Wow,he's a sleeping beauty.

I smile and sit down next to him.

I start to brush his hair away from his face when his eyes flutter open.

I contemplate just running out but when I look into his blue blue eyes I stay and continue to play with his hair,feeling small tingles whenever our skin touches.I smile at him and he visibly gulps.

"Emma",he breathes out.

"Hi,Zac",I say and my heart flutters.

He smiles and we just stare into each others eyes.

"I'm sorry",he says and a lump forms its way in my throat.

This was what I was somewhat scared of. Was I ready and willing to forgive Zac,the boy who broke my heart not to mention nearly killed me, betrayed me and made me cry till I was sick. Yes I was willing to forgive him. Such a sap aren't I.

"Its okay,I forgive you", I say.

His breath hitches and he visibly gulps. He sits up in bed and I inwardly pout as I realized he's grown.  More.

"I missed you",he says cautiously placing his hand on my cheek.

I smile and lean my face into his hand.

This feels too damn surreal.

"I missed you too,Zac. I missed you too",I say softly.

"I'm so fucking sorry,Emma. I fucked up,big time. I mean shit I'd understand if you hated me but god please Emma I'm so fucking sorry. The Maya thing was just a distraction and we were engaged but its you its you that I fucking love.",he says in one breath and my breath hitches.

I feel nervous and my palms start to sweat.
He's said that a lot

"You love me?",I question feeling unsure.

He looks into my eyes,his blue ones feel like if their gazing into my soul making me squirm.

"Yes,fuck. I do",he says and I throw my arms around his neck making him chuckle but he abruptly stops.

"Am I hurting you?",I asked.

"No. It doesn't even matter though,it wouldn't compare to the pain I put you through",he says with a frown and a distant look in his eyes.

What I do next surprises myself and him but I don't regret it.

I slowly lean down and gently place a peck on his lips. Before I can pull back he captures my lips and kisses me. Hard.

I feel butterflies,no dragons, flying around my stomach. He pulls me closer by my neck and I play with the hairs on the nape of his neck.

He nibbled on my bottom lip and I moaned granting him access to my mouth. Our tongues brushing together sent a shivers down my spine and when he gripped me by my waist I felt sparks.

When we pulled apart we were both breathless. My hands ran down his bare chest savoring his precious abs.

I ran my hand softly over the bandage that was on his lower abdomen and just as I was going to run my hands over his chest again he held my hand and tilted my chin up with his finger so I would look at him.

"I'm sorry",he said.

"For what?",I asked. He better not mean the kiss.

"Everything",he replied with a yawn.

I giggled.

"What",he asked.

"Nothing you should probably get some rest now" I said blushing as the memory of our kiss replayed itself in my head.

I waited until he fell asleep then exited the room just as Ryder entered the house.

I smiled up at him and he smirked.

"Remember what happened last time you smirked,Mr.",I say heading in the kitchen.

When I looked over my shoulder he was frowning,slightly.

"Sadly,yes I do",he said absent mindly rubbing his cheek.

"Come on I need to talk to you",he says grabbing me by my wrists and dragging me out of the kitchen.

We enter his room and begans to pack a duffel bag.

"Where are you going?",I ask.

He looks back t me slightly and shakes his head.

"My jobs soon over",he replies throwing his underwear into the bag.

Job. What job.

He plops down on the bed next to me and lays on his back,his hands folded behind his head.

"I have to tell you something before I leave",he says.

I look at him and nod." Go on".

He sighs and his expression changes.

"About what I told you yesterday, I know you haven't asked me all your questions get but  I may have some answers. I know I told you that I was spying on you,well that's because that's what I am. A spy. I was hired by...someone to make sure you uh..made the right decisions. It was then my father asked me if I could watch over you and I did. I already knew everything about you I also knew that you would go in philipes office and so I placed the file there, so you could see it. Then I came in and I wanted to talk to you about this but well you pushed me into the fountain. Anyhow  I know about the messages and the phone calls and everything, because I may or may not know the person",he syas.

My eyes bulge. What. I open my mouth to speak but he cuts me off.

"Don't. I also know that today is the deadline but what you don't know was that I was suppose to sedate you if you didn't do it but you did so Emma please let me take you to the meeting. Trust me please I know you've got a messed up life but just please.",he begs.

Anger rises in me but I just brush it off. I'll take it off on the bastard when I see him.

"Ryder do you know who my torturer is",I ask and fear overcomes his face.

"Yes and if you want to see him let me take you to the meeting." He says then leaves the room with his duffle bag.

I sigh and get off the bed.

Here goes nothing.