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Chapter 23: Circle of Seven
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The Mafia Boss's PA Chapter 24: Sacred and untainted
Rain sat across from me, arms folded, barely touching her food. Her eyes darted everywhere but at me. Why did I do this to myself? It was torture. I had gone over to visit my parents because I missed them, and I felt terrible for all the excuses I had made to avoid seeing them. Dad was in the kitchen with his first love—as my mother would put it—the stove, humming a tune as he sautéed vegetables for the meal, while Mom casually sipped her wine at the dining room table, eagerly waiting for dinner to be served. They both sensed the unease. “So, how’s everything going with you girls?” Dad asked, setting the pan down and glancing between us. Rain let out a small huff, picking at her salad. “Oh, you know, everything’s great.” I could feel her frustration radiating off her. “It’s fine,” I said quickly, hoping to deflect. “Just... busy, that’s all.” But Rain wasn’t letting it go. “Busy avoiding me, you mean.” Mom raised an eyebrow. “April, is something going on between you two?”
The Mafia Boss's PA Chapter 25: She's with me
The low thrum of bass pulsed through the underground club as Carlisle led me inside. I tried to appear casual, but I could feel the weight of eyes turning in our direction as we walked deeper into the club. Carlisle leaned down, his breath warm on my ear. “Relax,” he said, flashing me one of his charming, easy smiles. “Stick with me, and you’ll be fine.” I nodded, steadying my erratic breaths, but I couldn’t shake the nerves twisting in my gut. The air was thick with smoke and tension, and every face I saw screamed danger. Then, I saw him. Constantine was already seated at the table. His eyes flicked to me instantly, sharp and unreadable. The way he looked me up and down made the air feel electric. His hand tightened around the whiskey glass, his jaw clenched, and something flickered in his gaze—something volatile. We were still an ear shot away from the table. And I grabbed onto Carlilse arm, stopping him. "Wait, anything I should know before I join the game?" I asked.
The Mafia Boss's PA Chapter 26: Royal Flush
I stayed at the bar, finding a quiet spot away from the smoky haze and loud laughter. I leaned against the wall, taking a deep breath, trying to collect my thoughts. But before I could fully settle, Constantine appeared out of nowhere, his face stormy and his eyes full of grudges.He grabbed my arm—not roughly, but firmly enough to make it clear this wasn’t a casual encounter. "Leave," he demanded, his voice low and urgent as he loosened his grip.I blinked, surprised. "I beg your fucking humblest of pardons?" He fueled the growing resentment I had for him.He glanced around, making sure no one could hear, then leaned in closer. "This isn't a place for you."I pulled my arm free, narrowing my eyes. "I’m here as Carlisle's guest, and I’m not leaving. This isn’t your house, and I doubt you own this place either."His jaw tightened, and for a moment, I thought he might argue. Instead, he just exhaled sharply, running a hand through his hair, clearly frustrated. "It’s not safe for you."I
The Mafia Boss's PA Chapter 27: Who are you?
Constantine remained silent as he drove. I sat back in my seat, feeling defeated and rueful that he had been right about tonight. "Thank you," I said after a while, but he didn’t respond. I felt agitated that he was giving me the silent treatment. I was grateful that he had come to my rescue. "I don’t understand why you’re being like this. I apologized," I added. He hit the brakes hard, causing the car to screech to a stop. His eyes were full of conviction. "You’re the most agitating person I’ve ever met. You’re a fucking brat. I told you to leave when you had the chance, but you just had to prove a point." I moved to open the car door, but it was locked. "Unlock the door," I demanded. "No," his voice was stern. "So you can go and land yourself in more trouble?" "If I’m such a problem, then let me go, Constantine," I insisted, and he grabbed me. I struggled to breathe as his cold, unwavering eyes focused on me. "Let you go?" He chuckled darkly. "You still don’t get it, do y
The Mafia Boss's PA Chapter 28: Physically and mentally
I paced the living room, the soft hum of traffic outside doing nothing to calm my nerves. Evan was due back from the surgery at any minute. I should’ve been excited. I should’ve been looking forward to seeing him, hearing about his time away. But instead, there was this gnawing dread. I checked the time on my phone again, running my fingers through my hair. I moved to clean up the paints and brushes scattered across the coffee table, remnants of an earlier burst of creativity that had distracted me for a while. But now the nervous energy had returned, curling tight in my chest. This was the life I’d been preparing for—waiting for Evan to come home, talking about wedding plans. Everything we’d discussed since he proposed. It should have thrilled me, but lately, the idea of it all felt wrong. After I had put all my supplies away, I sank onto the couch, hugging a pillow to my chest, my gaze drifting to the half-finished painting leaning against the wall—a chaotic swirl of colors. I di
The Mafia Boss's PA Chapter 29: Courage
The city lights flickered like a million eyes watching me as we sat at our table in the restaurant. The hum of conversations and clinking glasses surrounded us, but I couldn’t focus. Everything felt surreal. Evan sat across from me, leaning forward, his eyes gleaming with excitement.“I can’t believe how perfect the timing is,” he said, his hand reaching across the table to take mine. “This new job—it’s everything I’ve been working for. And now we can finally start planning the wedding. We’ll get married right away, and then we can move to Los Angeles. Think about it, April, it’ll be perfect." Perfect. The word echoed in my head, hollow and distant. I smiled, but it didn’t reach my eyes. I could feel the tightness in my chest growing, the walls of the restaurant seeming to close in around me.“I’ve even started looking at some places,” Evan continued, oblivious to the panic rising inside me. “A house near the beach, with a big yard… somewhere we can settle down. You could paint there
The Mafia Boss's PA Chapter 30: It's my life
"April, what have you done?" my mother shouted over the phone as I rushed to get into the elevator."Mom, it's not what I wanted," I admitted."Evan came by earlier and told us everything. Did you have an affair with your boss?" she yelled."Evan just assumed because I didn't want to marry him. I wasn't having an affair," I said, infuriated. Why would he tell my parents that?"April, you need to make this right. Evan is a good man. You're being silly, and you're not a child anymore. It's time to grow up.""With all due respect, Mother, it is my life. Evan is someone you want me to marry, but I do not want to marry him. I would be miserable. He doesn’t support my ambitions, and I don't feel that spark when I'm with him. I want what you and Dad have." There was silence. "Just because I'm not a doctor, lawyer, or accountant doesn't mean I'm not grown. Those aren't my passions, and I'm tired of pretending to be something I'm not just to make everyone feel comfortable with me. Accept me as
The Mafia Boss's PA Chapter 31: Python
The moment I stepped into the ballroom, it felt like every pair of eyes locked onto me, dissecting, scrutinizing—even though I knew they weren’t. All of them were here for Constantine and Lexi, the city’s power couple.I was just another guest—or rather, a pawn—trapped in a ridiculous green dress Lexi had personally picked out. She’d said it "matched the theme." In reality, it was hideous: a swampy, sickly color that felt more like a taunt than an outfit. The fabric scratched against my skin, and I caught hidden laughs from the other staff dressed in equally unflattering shades.We were a parade of walking insults.Clenching the stem of my champagne flute, I forced myself to smile through the growing sense of discomfort, nodding politely to a few members in the crowd. My hands felt clammy, and I took a shallow sip to calm my nerves, the bubbles tickling my nose. Finding a safe corner near a tall potted plant, I blended into the background—hidden enough to breathe but with a clear vie
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