Meet The Mafia Queen

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Vanessa's POV

IT WAS midnight yet I couldn't sleep. Only the wind coming from outside serves as the noise here inside my room

"Why aren't you sleeping?" My body is covered by comforter and also his body "You should be sleeping, it's almost dawn." He tsked

"I can't." I replied while looking at his chest covered by a shirt

"Do you want me to make coffee for you?" He was about to stand up but I held his hand "W-what's wrong?"

Maybe, he noticed my straight face "Nothing's wrong." I forced to smile "Let's just," my eyes looked away "Sleep."

"There's something wrong," he made me face him "Come on, tell me." I shooked my head to tell that I'm fine

"I'm just exhausted," I closed my eyes "I'll sleep now." I turned my back and faced the door as my back touched his chest

He hugged me from behind and planted a kiss on my neck "Tell me if there's a problem, baby." He whispered

I closed my eyes deeper, I can feel my tears starting to fall from my eyes.

This scene with him makes me even more confuse. Why do I feel like this? Why do I feel . . .

My tears fell as I bit my lip, he shouldn't notice that but he did.

He heard my sobs, that made him hug me even more. He rested his head on my shoulder and say

"Don't cry, baby." He kissed it "Tears doesn't suit on your beautiful eyes."

Those are his last words before he left. Now, it's morning and I found my window alright.

There's no sign of him, I looked away because of that. Was it a . . .

"W-was it a dream?" My knees tremble with that. No! I'm sure it's not a dream, I'm sure about that!

I stood up from the bed and roamed my eyes around, I walk towards my bathroom to check if he's inside but . . .

There's no hoodie guy inside that room

My feet reached the door of my room and opened it, I ran downstairs to check if he's there and I was disappointed when he wasn't staying there

"How's your sleep?" I turned my back, it's my uncle walking away from the kitchen while holding a cup of tea

"What happened to your eyes?" He came near me to check it "Ayos ka lang ba, hija? Did you hit your eye a while ago?"

I forced to show my lively side "M-maybe." I answered "What's f-for breakfast?" My voice is kinda' stuttering, I hope my uncle won't notice that

"Bacons with Tuna sandwich." He answered "Come here, eat with me."

My uncle lead the way, when we reached the kitchen area I weakly sat on the chair. I can still remember what happened last night

'I can still remember how he refuse to respect me as woman.'

I smiled bitterly. I damn hate you, how dare you left me after you made me feel like this?