I Am Not A Prostitute: Mafia Romance (18+ Only)

Chapter 55

"I want Waffle House."

Sinister made an irritated noise in his throat, "will you stop talking about food, baby? We need to talk about what just happened."

I crossed my arms, "well, mister, judging by the fact that you're driving 79 miles faster than the speed limit, I believe I don't feel safe talking about this sensitive topic."

Afanas growled from the back seat, "Jesus fuck, Calla. Just talk to us about what happened."

I pouted, "but I'm hungry."

Sinister hands gripped the steering wheel, "we can get food after you talk to us, flower."

I sighed, "fine. Illeya is my older brother. After my parents died, Illeya joined a gang...I couldn't handle him being in danger all the time. He rarely came home, and when he did he was stoned out of his mind. I couldn't handle the stress he put me under. At the time I was dating his best friend, Steffen, who cheated on me when I wouldn't give my virginity to him." I shrugged "some guys are just assholes. To make it worse, I found out Steffen was in the gang with my brother... I couldn't handle being lied to all the time, so I left Russia and came here."

Sinister shook his head, "if we see this Steffen kid, I will chop off his dick and feed it to him, I swear to fucking god."

I laughed, "that'd be great, he's a bitch. Now, can we get Waffle House?"

Sinister pulled onto a highway, his speed ramping up to 160 MPH, "there's one a few exits from here, we'll get you some Waffle House, baby."

I smiled, I liked these little nicknames 'baby, flower, sweetheart' they were kinda turning me on. Put this kitty into drive and let's HAVE SEX.

I turned around in my seat to stare at Afanas, "how's Carly? Are you ever going to answer her?"

He clicked off his phone and shrugged, "probably not. She doesn't need a man like me in her life."

"That's stupid. She likes you, you like her. It should work."

He sighed, "it's okay to walk out of someone's life, if you feel that you don't belong anymore."

"It's not that you don't belong, Afanas. It's that you're afraid to have something to lose. You finally have something that makes life worth while."

"It's not that" he scoffed "Carly is great, she's beautiful, confident, funny, and she knows exactly what she wants in life. But I can't be selfish"

He glanced at Sinister before continuing, "I can't take her away from a life she deserves, only to be thrown into a world of chaos."

I didn't say anything, what could I say?

He's doing the opposite of what Sinister did, he's saving her. He's putting her before himself.

I had never realized what it meant to hurt, until I saw someone care about someone so much, that they convinced themselves they didn't.

That's the worst thing about love, is that it destroys you. It burns you from the inside, incinerates every wall you ever put up, and leaves you completely, and utterly alone.

I turned away from Afanas, glancing at Sinister only to see that he was deep in thought. His hands gripped the wheel, but his eyes were some place far away. It scared me.