My Mafia man II

Chapter 13

See her? It made my heart race and the billions of butterflies that died before has somehow managed to come back to life as it flutters inside of my stomach giving me this weird smile on my face. "let's go" he said and pulled me up; "how are we going to do this? Do you know what time it is?" I asked him with confusion and excitement; "perks of being mafia leader" he said mimicking my voice; "but she might be sleeping or... or...." I scratched my head trying to come up with excuses "but imagine Rose face after seeing you, how happy she will be" he said opening my SUV door; "Rose face" I repeated those words again and again as a mantra and let Liam take me.......

We drove to the airport with me chanting a mantra "Rose face" again and again; with a blurry background of me stepping inside of my private jet, with a blurry image of me getting out of my jet, with a repeated mantra I find myself pulling in her carpark. "here we are" Liam said as if I wasn't aware of. I looked around the carpark trying to get a glimpse of her, the carpark was quiet and empty. Just when I grabbed my door to step out, I notice a car being pull over; I look at it to find Rose stepping out. "My Rose" I whisper to myself; I see her turning back, staring at the SUV I am in. I look at her as she took her step closer towards me, I want to go and hold her tightly but I was frozen, I didn't knew what to do, I was never this nervous but seeing her like this made my heart skips even faster, I find my lips dry and eyes teary as I find her hand on my door handle just then the car from before pull over again and find a man stepping out. A man. How could she? My excitement turned into an anger, I felt my skipping heart causing a crack; "Drive" I ordered Liam and without any question we left; I left from there and never looked back.

After arriving back to Sicily, we learnt that Uncle John still haven't made any decision regarding Cass. That Cass I saw for the very last time is a stranger to me; I refuse to know her. I will always remember the little Cass as my cool cousin, the coolest cousin and she will always be my favourite.

After 4 months

Rose POV

I am 6 months pregnant and I am glad that all of my morning sickness has gone. I completed my internship and I finally graduated. I am so proud of myself; I am thinking to get a job after I give birth because who would want to hire a pregnant woman. I lazily got out of my bed and raid my kitchen cupboard hoping to find some food. Ana has been kind enough to cook some food that are good for pregnancy; she comes over at least twice a week to advise me about my pregnancy and learn more about my craving; I don't know if I should consider myself lucky or if it's too early to get a craving but thankfully I got none.

I unwrap a packet of left-over Oreos from yesterday and began to munch on them; why do they taste so good? Filling my mouth with Oreos I opened my fridge to see actual food that Ana brought and suddenly I hear my phone ringing. It is John.

Rose: Yes

John: yo, are you free tonight?
Rose: why?
John: I need some help

Rose: whose dead body do I need to hide?

John: Ha ha very funny, I need extra hand for work, I know you are pregnant, but I promise no heavy work

Rose: what do you want?
John: just second opinion. We are holding this charity night for Leukemia foundation, so I just need some help with decorating and stuff.

Rose: what time do I have to be there by?

John: can I pick you now?
Rose: now? Like right now?

John: yup, see you in a bit.

And just like that he hung up. I still haven't bought any car yet. Ana thinks its unsafe for me to drive. I shook my head in annoyance that I have to get ready. Bloody John. I quickly take a shower and threw a black dress over me. A safe dress. I don't know if I have to stay back or not so I decided to play safe. I placed a red lipstick in my purse along with my wallet and phone and just then the phone pinged showing me a message from John. "I am in the carpark".

James POV

"No dad, I am not taking Madeline with me" I groaned packing my luggage. I am flying back home for couple of weeks, I need to attend a charity night for a leukemia foundation that my mum opened before passing away. Dad has been attending it every year but this year he thinks it's a great idea for me to join since I may have to run it some day in future.

I opened my wardrobe for the last time to see if I have missed anything, the black cardboard box caught my attention; with a weak smile I opened it and stared at the empty velvet ring box, I wonder if she still wears them but in second thought why would she? She found herself another man, she told me she will never love anyone like she had loved me but I wonder how much of it was true; I held her phone which was dead. I carefully put the lid on the box and placed it back to where it was; I ran my finger through her clothes that still hang with mine. I never had guts to remove it. With those clothes I find the burnt bedsheet, the sheet that I burnt that night. My man were quick enough to put out the fire, I was lucky that the only thing that was burnt that night was these bedsheets and the mattress, I was mad that night, I was crazy, I didn't think with my mind and let my heart took control. "you ready" Liam asked breaking me away from my thought "yes" I replied and quickly shut the wardrobe's door to hide it from him. I don't want him to know that I still miss her. I still love her crazily and at the same time I hate her. I hate her guts. I hate how she promised to love only me and found herself a new man, I hate her for lying to me, she promised me she will never leave me and yet she did. I hate her....... i hate her so much.

After few hours (Charity night)

I walk inside of a building that the charity was being held, "oh James" Madeline giggled holding my arm and oh god, I hate this. My dad convinced me to take Madeline, he thinks it doesn't suit when a mafia leader walks in without a date. Apparently, it makes it easier to mingle with others. My dad and Liam walked in front of us as we followed them; I check the surrounding and find a familiar face, that guy, the guy who I saw with Rose that day; if he is here does that mean she is as well. How did Rose know this people? I kept my gaze at him as we approach closer towards the entrance. "Mr. Costa" he yelled coming towards us and it made me wonder how does he know us? My dad and he shook hands, my dad complimented him for doing such a great job; "my friend helped me" he said proudly and of course he might be talking about Rose. My dad turned around and patted my shoulder "this is my son, James" he then looked at me and introduced him "this is John, he has been organising our charity function after your mum passed away"; "pleasure to meet you James" he said bringing hands forward and without any expression I shook it "pleasure's all mine".

We walked inside of the building and find large pictures of people that have survived cancer; every wall had a story of someone that died from cancer or who are going through it. I went through each picture one by one until my eye fell on this large portrait "mum" I whisper and slowly made my move towards it, just as I thought I was closer to it I notice her, Rose, wearing a black dress, staring at the portrait of my mum. Does she even know who she is? I nervously gulped and headed towards her just then I notice John approaching her, "make sure you are not drinking tonight" he said playfully to her, "promise I won't" she replied and rubbed her stomach, what does this mean? I stare at them confused. "James, there you are" said a voice, I turn around and find Madeline. Perfect timing, I thought to myself and grabbed her waist. I walked towards to the portrait of my mum as if I didn't see Rose standing there. Trying to play it cool I stood next to her and pulled Madeline closer to me. I pretended as if I didn't see her. "James" she said softly and each hair from my body stood up