All Chapters of Mafioso In Darkness : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

I still can't stop thinking about Dad's phone conversation. I don't like that he shows up at a gangster's funeral, in fact he doesn't know that he is one, that's even worse.What I can do? I think nothing.Curse!I don't focus on anything. Even with the silence at home, it's just Matthew and me. Outside the bodyguards. While he continues watching one of his favorite animated movies, I take the opportunity to pack a bag with everything I will need. I keep thinking about Aleksander, does he know that dad is going to that funeral? I'm not sure my father ever told him about it.If the rest of the men know Gregg as my father, that exposes him, because I am married to the enemy and the cause of Ferreti's murder. Holy God! I must stop him from going to that place. The only way is to tell Aleksander.Yes, that's what I'll do.I immediately pick up the phone and dial him, luckily for me he answers me quickly.“Alek, I need to tell you something."I hope it's really important, I'm about to ente

I shake my head, thinking about what happened that day has a double impact. We didn't take care of ourselves last night, I don't remember, and I stopped taking the pill days ago. I'm worried about that, and I wonder about the possibility of getting pregnant again, it couldn't be right at this time, it's not right.I won't worry about something baseless.I go to the bathroom, I am captivated by the new design. This combines a white mosaic with iridescent glitter along with some yellow LED elements and lights. The atmosphere is reminiscent of a winter landscape and a wooden shelter that is heated by the flames of the fireplace that appears next to the bathtub.I soak in the bathtub for a while. In the apparent calm that the short moment emanates, I say short because I must hurry and see Matthew that I left in the room sleeping. But he can wake up at any time.Alone I sink into the past, pleasantly or not I still miss him, and it hasn't even been twenty”four hours since I saw him. Someho

I can get to the elevator. Once inside the metal box I mark the number. In the elevator I sway from side to side, I'm still unstable, that's so frustrating. I just want to get to bed and fall asleep for hours.That's not what happens.Just opening the door and feeling the calm so marked that it becomes a desert area and endless loneliness, then I question so many things, is this how I'm going to end up? Not knowing the answer worries me, I already was before and it didn't worry me. But now it's not just me, there's also Luna and Matthew. In short, I am an imminent danger to them.I walk without eagerness from the main entrance until I take the railing of the stairs that takes me to the second floor. I stop in the middle of the hallway, just to see that there is a door that I don't want to push, it's ours. I don't like having to feel the absence of the bed on his side again. The night passes voraciously, slowly. So I lie down there, on the cold floor of the hallway and take out my cell

POV MoonI sigh from my place, I don't dare to interfere, plus I'm still knocked out by that snatched kiss. Seeing him there gives me a dose of something I needed, but dependence on it should not be something urgent, I myself have distanced myself, the fact that now I miss him so much frustrates me, even though missing him is completely normal.My heart goes at a faster pace than normal, I feel it twist inside when I notice it near our children, when I caress it and caress it. It is the image that I always want to keep in mind, not that it becomes a memory, that I fear most. Yes, I feel terror just thinking that it will be the last time, and I will not stop fearing because Alek continues to walk the tightrope of life and death, a single stumble and everything is over, I would not know how to live if that happened.“Alek, why don't you join us for lunch? “I ask him, it's an invitation to have breakfast, I don't think he's eaten yet, maybe he has, but my intuition is that he hasn't eate

He's not looking for anything eccentric, anything luxurious, and that comforts me a lot. It makes me feel better, because now just something cozy is enough. To do this we got into the car and returned to the center of New York. Passing by New York cheese cake in Lady M makes me think of that day I tried carrot cake, red velvet and cheese cake. A vicious triangle that I had a hard time getting out of every time I entered the typical New York bakery. And at the end of a week in the Big Apple there were quite a few. Other sweets I wanted to try were Magnolia Bakery cupcakes, donuts, cookies, but Dad said it was enough or else my tummy might hurt from being so gluttonous. He made me angry, but in the end I understood that he was doing it for my own good, he was just taking care of me and avoiding an argument with mom who is still quite overprotective.Although in Manhattan you can eat on every corner 24 hours a day, I don't think Alek would want to go to a place like that. In my opinion,