All Chapters of Owned by the Mafia Boss : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

"Someone is waiting outside." I told her. "Can you ask him to come in?""Sure, Mommy! Okay!" She said excitedly and ran back to her room to fetch her father.I sighed and stood up straight, waiting for him."Hey, kid." He smiled warmly."What brings you here?" I asked."I came to spend some time with my daughter." He replied."Is she all better now? Did she wake up?""Yes, I brought her breakfast this morning and gave her a bath.""Oh, that's good. That's very nice of you.""It's no problem. I wanted to see her anyway.""But how was your visit to Greece?""Fine. The weather was pretty cold, so I wore sweaters even if it was already hot.""Yeah, I noticed. Anyway, I don't know if you noticed but I was worried about you." I admitted."About me? Why?" He asked surprised."Uh.. Well, I know I've been kinda mean to you because of Alessia. I know that we aren't as close as you are with Ezra. If I can change that, I will. You're my favorite person and I want you to stay forever.""You really

"It wasn't an accident?"I bit my lip nervously as I remembered what she had said. But she seemed to know it was an accident. But then why was she so upset? She was smiling when she came back in the room and I saw her face brighten when I smiled at her, but when I closed my eyes, she showed me that hurt look again and hugged me and begged me not to leave... I guess that I deserved that look.But she didn't mean to hurt me. She was hurting herself. That was obvious from the way she cried when I left and the fact that I didn't hear her cry. Her crying sounded muffled, maybe she was covering her mouth to stop herself from crying. Why would she do that? Is she trying to get me back? Was she angry with me? She must be! She's being mean right now! But I don't blame her. She probably has no reason to act like this towards me! It's not my fault! If anything, she should be apologizing to me!A sob escaped my throat involuntarily. My tears started pouring down my cheeks. I felt so stupid for

Sometimes I imagined that one day, I would wake up next to Ezra and he would kiss me, and I would reply back with my own kisses and caresses. I would stroke his hair and hold his face in my hands as I looked deeply into his dark brown eyes. Then our relationship would deepen as more time passed and I would begin to notice more and more how beautiful he really was.Other times I would imagine that I was in a hospital bed, with tubes sticking out of my chest. Ezra would be sitting next to my bed and holding my hand. I would feel guilty because I would keep thinking about everything he went through when I left the hospital. I would worry about how he was coping with everything. Then after a few days, he would return to normal and we would resume our life together as if nothing had happened.One thing I loved about those fantasy scenes was that they always led to the end, and we would finally end it together, but I knew that these weren't realistic. I knew that these stories didn't com

I turned my body so that I was facing her instead of the sky and noticed that she was pointing towards the playground in front of us. I squinted my eyes and saw that a kid wearing a red shirt and black shorts was running around in the playground. I smiled faintly upon seeing him."Oh yeah! I haven't played a lot of games in a long time." She explained."Do you want to play with him?" I questioned as I gestured towards the child.She shook her head and replied. "No, I don't.""What do you usually do then?""Watch.""What?" I furrowed my brows in confusion."I watch others play. That way I can learn more about them." She replied as she pouted cutely. "My mom also watches other people play when they aren't playing with me.""I see. Well then, why don't we join him?""Really?" She asked excitedly."Of course." I said grinning widely.I jumped off of the bench and picked up the picnic basket. Alessia stood up and walked with me to the swing set. I set the basket down and opened it, reveal

"I love you too." She breathed against my lips."Are you okay?" I asked."Yeah, just a little tired." She responded with a smile."Come here." I said softly as I opened my arms wide.She jumped into my arms and snuggled into me. I smiled as I held her tightly against me. I stroked her back and pressed kisses on her head."What are we doing here?" She asked quietly."We're taking a break." I replied quietly, leaning down to press a soft kiss against her forehead."From?""Our lives. From the stress that we have to deal with every day." I replied softly."Is it worth it?" She asked quietly."It has to be." I answered softly as I ran my hand through her hair.After a while I heard the sound of feet shuffling across the floor. I gently untangled my arms from around her and sat up straight. I watched as she climbed off of my lap and stood up next to the bed. I stared at her intently, searching her eyes to find an answer."Are you mad at me?" She asked quietly."No, of course not." I repli