The Mafia Boss Goes To Church

Chapter 18

Mia's POV

As I was on my way to work many thoughts occupied my head but of one person only Elijah Hernandez.

I had hardly seen him since the kiss and I wasn't sure whether I wanted to see him or not but the good thing is today is Thursday and soon I'll have the weekend to think about it.

OK so maybe I had been ignoring and avoiding him for the pass couple days but don't judge me I'm sure many of you would do the same if you were in my situation.

I unconsciously touched my lips as I remembered how good it felt to have his lips on mine, that was my first kiss and no matter how much I tried I couldn't bring myself to regret it, not even a minute bit.

I mean the feeling when our lips connected was heavenly and the feeling only intensified when our lips started to move in sinc with each other. It was a moment I wanted to last a lifetime but I also wanted it to have never happen.

What does that even mean?

He's messing with my head, it's like during the kiss he injected something in me that caused him to mess with my head occasionally.

“Mia snap out of it,” my mind lectured.

I cleared my head of every thought of Elijah and began to do my work.

Not even five minutes later I was called into his office, thoughts I wished would stay out of my head swirled around in my mind about the possible reasons I was called to his office.

I took a calming breathe as I stood at the door ready to knock.

“Come in.”

“You wanted to see me sir,” my voice was surprisingly calm and never once did I stutter.

I was proud of myself.

“I just wanted to remind you that we are leaving this evening at five,” he stated not looking up from the screen of his laptop.

He must have had realised my silence and look up and saw the confused expression on my face because he expounded.

“Don't tell me you've forget Mr. Jedburgh's offer?”

It was then that it clicked in my brain and I remembered when he had told me about the invitation. I thought it we was for the weekend. Oh well.

“You may go home and pack and meet me here at 4:30 sharp.”

“Is that all?”

“Yes you may be excused.”

Maybe he forgot about the kiss I told myself as I left his office. That was suppose to make me feel better about the circumstance but weirdly it didn't, it actually made me feel worse.

It evoked this awful feeling in the pit of my stomach that I could not explain because I didn't know how to and I didn't know what it was.

It was when I reached at my doorstep that I remembered that I hadn't even told my parents or my brother about the trip. I knocked on the door and not even a minute later I was greeted with my moms beautiful face.

“Mia what are you doing here at this time of the day, shouldn't you be at work,” she asked puzzled.

“Mom I had a business trip that I forgot about. I'm going to Canada for the weekend,” I explained to her.

“My baby's going on her first business trip I'm so proud of you,” she hugged me.

“Mom I need to pack now and can you please inform dad and Jay when they come home?” I asked.

“Sure darling.”

“Thanks mom.”

I went to my room and began throwing appropriate and adequate clothing along with my other necessities into a suitcase, quickly and as orderly as I could. In less than five minutes I was through with packing and I was almost positive I had everything.

I dragged my suitcase downstairs and my mom being the wonderful mom she was had already called a cab for me.

“Thank you mom.”

“It's OK darling, you don't have to thank me I was just doing my job, I was just being a mom caring and looking out for her daughter,”mom hugged me and kissed my forehead.

I waved at her as I left the house and entered into the cab.

“Please drop me off-.”

“I already know were to drop you off mam,” he cut me off.

It turned out that mom had already informed him on were he was suppose to drop me off. We rode in silence throughout the entire ride, only the sounds that could be of heard were our breathing which was occasional; only when we breathed heavily and the sounds made by the car.

I was more than happy to see the familiar glass building when the car pulled to a stop. That was the most awkward ride of my life.

I paid and thanked him as I got out of his vehicle and I also mentally thank God. I wasn't aware if I could have stayed any longer in the car or what would have happened if I did. I would probably phone from the awkwardness.

I checked the time on my phone 4:23.  The parking lot was almost vacant, except for a black beauty that I knew belonged to Mr. Hernandez not only because he was leaning against it but because I had seen him driving it a lot of times before, which meant that he must have had dismissed everybody already.

He was looking at his watch when I saw him, he clearly hadn't recognized me as yet.

I made my way up to his car but by then he had already spotted me and greet me and offered to take my luggage, oh how I wish I could say that but that would be a lie. On the contrary he spotted me and ad soon as he saw me he entered the car.

I had to load my belongings in the trunk myself and then I got in the back, but it wasn't really much of a problem to me.

He drove us to the airport where we boarded his private jet and we were off, on our way to Canada.