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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
The Mafia Boss's PA Chapter 32: Lifeline
Constantine pulled me away from Carlilse and through the crowd. "Don't say a word and don't make a scene," he warned as he led me away from the dancers. I had no choice but to listen. He wasn't going to stop harassing me tonight and his family was starting to notice the tension between us. We had to resolve this. Whatever it was. He led me to a boardroom and shut the door. "What the fuck?" He demanded. "I don't think I owe you any explanations." I could feel the expression on my face change. He closed the distance between us, his finger tilting my chin up so that I was forced to make eye contact with him. "What do you take me for?" "What do you want, Constantine?" I moved away from him. "You," he crossed his arms casually as if what he said didn't sound insane. "Great," sarcasm laced my tone, "what about Lexi?" I asked. "Our marriage is an arrangement," he repeated the same words over and I was tired of hearing it. "Yeah sure it is," I smiled, but there was no happin
The Mafia Boss's PA Chapter 33: Dangerous secrets
Constantine's POV “Fuck!” I roared, hurling the bottle of whiskey against the wall. Glass exploded, sending shards in every direction; one grazed my hand. I barely felt it. I was too blinded by anger. The sting of her words felt like acid coursing through my veins. I had never been so raw with anyone before, never allowed myself to feel anything. I felt like a fucking fool begging her. But I wasn't prepared to beg anymore. She shook my soul when she put that gun in my hand, asking me to kill her so she could be free from me. I thought I was good to her. I thought maybe she felt something for me after all this time. Why would she leave? Did she have unresolved feelings for Evan… or for Carlisle? I just wanted her to talk to me, but she wouldn't. She kept accusing me, assuming I wanted to shame her into making her my mistress. I flung another bottle at the wall, and as it shattered, a low whistle came from the doorway. Cavalon, ever the calm shadow in my storm, leaned against th
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