Loving The Mafia

•Chapter 42•

•Chapter 42•

    

      "What exactly do you know?" Lorenzo and I were in our room, laid back on the comfy bed. Or at least I was. Renzo was busy pacing around the bedroom, murmuring loads of shit about Adrian and everyone else.

     "I know that Adrian has something to do in all this. . .or maybe he had. I don't know." Lorenzo cupped his chin as he plopped down besides me, jutting out his lower lip like a little child.

     "Donny said that Adrian was behind this all." I let out a heavy sigh." He has reason to believe that Adriano was or rather is working with someone but he doesn't know who."

     The weight on my shoulders was now becoming lesser with each word that spilled passed my lips. "When Adriano set up our date, he chose that location for a reason."

      "Are you trying to say that he tried to kill us? Blow our bodies up into teeny bitty pieces?" I rolled my eyes at Lorenzo's stupid reply but nodded anyways.

      "Something like that. Apparently he planned that so whoever he's working with can plant the bomb." I nervously rubbed my palms together, looking at Lorenzo. He's gotten so still and quiet that I was almost sure that he'd forgotten how to blink.

     Minutes passed by and Lorenzo didn't twitch. I cautiously wrapped my arms around him, not wanting to trigger an outburst. I laid my head against his shoulder and breathed in his cologne. It didn't take long for his arms to caress my back in a slow, soft touch.

     "I'll make him beg for his life. I swear it." Those were the deadly words whispered into the air by Lorenzo.

    I chuckled shakily, not liking how serious and tense this conversation had become. "No offense Lo but you've lost your touch."

     "Oh yeah?"

     "Yeahhh... i mean look how long we've been prolonging this. We need to hurry and move on with our lives." I really wanted to get married to Lorenzo officially and start a family. But bringing a child up in this lifestyle was a huge no no. Lorenzo's guard wouldn't always be up 24/7 and neither of us would be 100% safe either.

     Lorenzo kissed my forehead before pushing me into his chest tightly. "One day baby, when this entire thing blows over, we'll run away and have a family. No more  mafia. Just me, you and our..."team of rascals". Is that even correct?"

     I giggled before kissing his chin and shrugging. "I look forward to that."

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     It was dinner time and Lorenzo requested that everyone had dinner together.  I was just as shocked as everyone else when he did. We rarely ever had "family dinners" and when we did, it was always lively and loud.

      Unlike tonight.

     The atmosphere was rather tense due to Lorenzo's expressionless face. Everyone seemed to be jumpy whenever Lorenzo opened his mouth to speak. Donny and I exchanged knowing looks as he knew the entire purpose of this so called dinner.

     "Why is everyone so...jumpy?" Lorenzo's deep voice was like a knife as it pierced the silence, ultimately frightening everyone. At that moment, i almost imagined Lorenzo as the Joker.

      "You seemed pissed," Rico was hesitant as he spoke. He was leaned slightly forward with his palms pressed against the table. His back was tense as his eyes were focused on Lo.

     "And what gave you that impression?" A slow wide smile stretched his lips.

    "Well uh--" Rico started but he was cut off by Lo.

   "If i was pissed, I would've done this." And just like that, Lorenzo whipped out his gun and fucking shot Adrian in the shoulder.

    Lorenzo barked with laughter. "Oh i guess i am pissed off."

    Adrian shot up from his seat clutching his injured shoulder. "What the fuck Lorenzo?! Are you insane?"

     Adrian stared at Lorenzo with fury before looking down at his wounded shoulder. Angelo wasn't even fazed by the event and just continued eating while Marilyn was clutching his bicep.

    Lorenzo pushed his chair back before making his way around to my seat. He lightly gripped my shoulders before trailing his hands up and down the length of my arm leisurely. "You see what I find interesting is that... people betray my trust and when they betray my trust, they plead and plead and plead for another chance at loyalty. Tell me, Adriano, Rico, Nico, Marilyn and Donny. Do you want to plead? Plead on your hands and knees like a little bitch?"

      Donny? What?

      "Before this dinner." The word dinner left Lorenzo's mouth mockingly," is over.. one of you is going to end up with a bullet in your ass. Literally."

     "What the fuck, man?" Donny snarled enraged," There's no way I'm apart of this and you know that!" Donny kept glancing over at me in question but i was just as confused as he was. I shook my head before looking down at my food.

     Lorenzo smirked before turning to face Donny. "Then you better hope and pray that the bullet doesn't go in your ass."

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I AM SO LATE! I KNOW I KNOW.

TRUTH IS I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHERE I'M GOING WITH THIS BOOK. I STARTED THIS ALMOST TWO YEARS AGO AND LEGIT ALL MY IDEAS ARE POOPOO NOW.

PLUS THERE'S A NEW BOOK THAT I'M WORKING ON (a romance non-mafia but still badboy kinda thing) AND IT'S CLASHING WITH THIS BOOK BECAUSE I WANT TO FOCUS ON ONE BUT THE OTHER IS IN MY HEAD OHMAHGAWD

anyways, on to lighter conversation...
This chapter was sorta rushed.
But grip on to your pants because Lorenzo is bouta get crazy in the next chapter 😂😂😂

    Also unimportant, would you all like a sneaky peeky of my new book or nah? 
Oh!  And!!!!! Recently I've picked up the obsession of anime???? Like i used to tease my friends that watched it but here i am. Wow.