All Chapters of Mafia's Little Pearl : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

We moved backwards a bit and my back hit the inside of the pool's deck. I still had my arms around his neck as he grabbed both my thighs and raised them upwards and beside him to hug his waist. He supported me by holding me up with his hands under my ass. It was the first time I was holding him this way and it made me a little too excited. "Am I finally allowed to touch you?" I asked, opening my eyes to look into his. "Sweetheart, you're doing so already aren't you?" He asked back. I smiled at that and at the pet name he had called me. I couldn't lie I loved whenever he called me pet names, it made me feel like I meant something to him, even though I knew I probably did not but it still gave me a little sense of hope. "I can't fucking get enough of you." He moaned as he pulled me to himself and started planting kisses on my neck, chest and breast. "Me neither."I ran my hand through his hair gently as I found his mouth kissing him once more, feeling the soft texture of his hair.

That voice. She sounded familiar. A bit too familiar. I looked over at Saint to see him clenching his jaw. "That bitch!" He spat out eyeing the hallway. "You know who they are?" Alessandro asked as he pointed his gun towards the hallway. Saint nodded. "It's one of the Fontanas." He replied. "Lauretta Fontana."Alessandro's eyes widened at that and he looked at me, then back at Saint. "Does she know about it?" He asked, nodding his head in my direction. "Where're you, my love?!!" I heard the woman whom Saint had just referred to as Lauretta say in a sing-song manner. But most importantly, what was it that I needed to know?I saw Saint shake his head slightly, "No she doesn't."I heard a gunshot making me jerk up in fright and immediately she appeared in front of us. "There you are!!" She exclaimed smiling wildly from ear to ear as she posed at a distance, balancing the gun she carried on her shoulder. Her clothes had a colourful bold print design, she wore a hat and a pair of

Jade's Pov. "You just have to trust me, Jade." Were Saint's last words as he cupped my face in his hands, peering into my eyes. I looked at Alessandro and the old man who were reloading guns and cleaning them one after the other at the dining table, and then back at Saint. They already came up with a plan and all I had to do was stay safe in one of the old man's friend's house while they killed off whoever was coming to attack that night. "Can't I help in any way?" I asked looking back at him. "No. You being safe is enough help." He replied. * *Saint's Pov. Now we waited for them to show up. The evening had come and I sat on a chair in the living room, the old man and Alessandro were each in their own hiding positions. Jade was in a safe place, at one of the old man's friend's house and I couldn't wait to end Greco and fly back home. Immediately, my phone rang and I took it out to see it was CJ calling. Throwing a cigarette into my mouth, I slid the green icon answering it.

We were inside the old man's house. The shooting had ended, Lauretta had driven off in her car after shooting Saint and her army of men were all dead. I had seen my uncle's lifeless body and not even an ounce of sadness had hit me. There weren't any mixed feelings like the first time I had thought he was dead and hated me or not, I was glad he was finally dead. I sat beside where Saint lay, still unconscious and watched as the old man dressed his wounds while I helped out in whatever way that I could. My eyes were sore from crying and my throat was already as dry as it could be. I felt extremely guilty for putting Saint in this position and hated that I had to see him this way. Alessandro's condition also was far worse than Saint's but the old man had said he was going to be fine as well. I could only take his word for it but I was thankful that he hadn't died. "You should get me some more water and a fresh towel." The old man said and I hurriedly stood up going to dispose of the

The jealousy travelled through my veins at the sight and I felt my gums hurt from my teeth gnashing together. I turned back to face Betty. "That jerk." I spat out. "ouuuhh... someone's jelly jelly jealous!!" Betty teased, pointing a finger at me while making her eyebrows dance. She then shot me a mischievous smile. "I'm not!" I huffed immediately, glaring at her. "Yeah and blackberries are yellow since we're starting a lying contest here," She replied back. "Look at your white fingertips and how your face is almost the same shade as your hair."I looked down at my fingers which were extremely tightened around my glass cup to see that they were indeed turning white and I needed no mirror to tell me how red my face looked that instant because I could feel the warmness itself. Mrs obvious who was bad at lying was at it again. I glanced back at Saint and the woman to see the woman giggling at something he had said. "He isn't even that funny. Or funny even. What the hell is she laug