Mafia Love - DISCONTINUED

Chapter 32

I thought this song was perfect for this chapter. Hope you all enjoy!
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Grace

The dictionary defines truth as that in which is true or in accordance with fact or reality. Well, truthfully, I haven't been in accordance with reality for a long time. All my facts are now fiction, and I sometimes cannot even remember what the truth once was. I guess when you wear a mask for so long, you forget who you were beneath it.

Now, I prepare myself to plunge into my own soul and reveal my past, to re-open wounds that should have healed many years ago, and to possibly face dire consequences for doing so.

My stomach was in knots as I looked at the clothing on the bed. It wasn't jeans and a hoodie like last time but professional attire. Black work pants, a cream colored blouse, black flats, and a golden necklace with a note next to it: "Get dressed and walk downstairs. I'll be waiting for you there. You will find undergarments in the drawers. -Alessio"

When I told Alessio I was ready to tell him everything, he didn't say much. He simply told me to shower and he would take care of the rest. I guess this is what he meant. I was able to find a bra and some underwear in the drawer like he said. I got dressed and put my now black hair in a high ponytail.

I collect myself as I open the door and begin to walk downstairs. Each step I take feels like I would collapse any second from paranoia. When I reach the bottom of the stairs, I see Alessio dressed in a suit as usual. He doesn't speak to me, but he does acknowledge that I am here by looking at me.

I expect him to lead me to the study where not so friendly situations went down in there last time, but instead he opens the front door and there is a car. Shit....I'm having serious déjà vu right now.

"W-where are we going?" I ask, again with a stutter. Maybe it wasn't smart to ask but I had to know.

"We are going back to my house. I've been in this place long enough, and I feel it would be better for you to tell me what you know there." He tells me.

"Why?" Oh my fuck! If I don't ever learn to shut up, I will end up with my hands tied and a sack over my head.

Alessio looks at me, although I cannot tell if he's annoyed. His expression simply looks blank. "Because I said so." He turns away and begins walking towards he car.

I scoff and just roll my eyes. "Typical," I mutter to myself. "What a dick." I follow behind him. He opens the door for me, and I get in the car. I did, however, mutter a slight 'thank you' because I cannot stand when people are rude.

When we left the safe house, I notice other cars following behind us. I turn my head to get a better look, and I see Lorenzo driving. I let out a sigh of relief; I actually thought we were being tailed. My stupid paranoia is getting to me; I can feel my eye start to twitch.

After about an hour's drive, we make back to Alessio's house. The place where my whole life changed....again. We get out of the car, and before we go inside I see Lorenzo and some other men take someone out of their car. I couldn't make out who the person was before the ushered him inside. Alessio and I follow behind them but he stops me by the stairs.

He walks over to Lorenzo and says a some words in Italian. All Lorenzo does is nod and looks at me giving me a small smile. It was a warm gesture but it felt like a bad time to give it. I fiddle with my hands and smile back.

Alessio walks back over to me, gently grabs my arm, and starts leading me upstairs. I thought the study was downstairs. Nonetheless, I keep my mouth shut and keep walking. When we reach the top of the stairs, he leads me to the left down another hallway. At the end of the hall is a door. Alessio opens the door and we walk inside.