33. Truth

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Mia's pov

I walked up to Boggi's room and found him sitting on his balcony.

When he hears me come in I stand in his doorway.

He motions with his fingers for me to come over to him which I do.

He pats his lap, wanting me to sit on it, but I don't.

"I'm not going to bite." He says with a slight smile.

I then sit down on to his lap.

His hands instantly roams my thighs and up to my hips where he pulls me closer to him where we just now inches apart.

His eyes searches mine.

"You know I love you right." He tells me.

I nod my head. He leans his head in the crook of my neck where he places little kisses on.

I then pull away and he looks at me weirdly.

"Is something wrong?" He asks.

I shake my head, "I just wanted to ask you something."

"Go ahead." He leans his back against the chair.

"The night at the hotel when you left, where did you go?"

Something flashes in his eyes like he's thinking of something.

He grabs my waist and takes me off from him and he gets up walking into his bedroom. I follow after him.

"Is there something you're hiding from me?" I ask when he doesn't say anything nor does he look at me.

He places his hands on his hips as he paces in the room.

"Uh, no no, what's there to hide. You know I tell you everything." He walks over to me and places his hands on my face, cupping my cheeks.

"You can trust me, okay." He tells me.

He lets go of me and walks out of the room.

I run after him.

"You're lying." I tell him.

He stops in his tracks and turns to face me.

"What?" He frowns.

"You're lying. You went somewhere and did something that night that you're not telling me."

He walks up to me, "You know nothing."

"Ivan had a lot to say about it, why can't you tell me then?" I say, just on cue Ivan walks up the stairs and approaches us.

"What did you tell her?" Boggi grips the collar of Ivan's t-shirt.

"There's no need for this, okay. Just tell her where you were. You can't keep lying to her like this." Ivan says calmly.

My breathing feels heavy. Tears are now building up, a lump forming in my throat.

"Tell me what?" I utter.

Boggi let's go of Ivan but he doesn't look at me.

"Tell me what, Boggi?"

"Fine! You wanna know where I was?" He raises his voice.

I nod my head frantically, "Yes, Yes I do actually."

"Fine. That night I was with Jimena in her hotel room."

"You what?" We all turn our heads to the voice behind us all.

We see Emilio standing at the top of the staircase like he just got here.

His face is emotionless as he stares at Boggi in disbelief.

"Emi..." I mutter.

I see Emilio's face turn flustered, his eyes turing a red colour when he looks at Ivan.

"And you knew all this time?" Emilio asks Ivan.

"Emilio, I-" Ivan finds it hard to let out a word.

"You told me he left the hotel and just slept with some random girl he found at the club." Emilio says.

I look at Ivan who's face drains of colour.

He was protecting his brother.

"Emilio, I'm sorry." Ivan's voice cracks and he steps closer towards Emilio.

A tear rolls down Emilio's cheek and he pushes Ivan away before rushing down the stairs and leaves the house.

"Look what you've done!" I yell at Boggi.

"What I done!? If you hadn't slept with him in the first place this all wouldn't of happened!" Boggi yells back at me.

"Maybe...maybe we shouldn't of been together in the first place then all of this wouldn't of happened." I utter as a tear falls down my cheek.

Boggi shakes his head at me, "No, don't- Don't say that." He mutters.

I sniff, "I'm really sorry, but I have to go."

I push past Ivan and Boggi, ignoring the calls from Ivan before leaving the house.

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