All Chapters of Mafia's Little Pearl : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Jade's povThe days ran slowly after that. My injuries were already healed and I felt so much better. CJ hadn't come to the house since after the funeral and the doctor had gone back to his place. Saint's guys at the house were fewer than they usually were and he came home every late night and most times before I woke up. I didn't see Alessandro or the old man after the funeral either and the house just felt lonely, silent and empty with just me inside. I thought of every way to get closer to Saint and even texted him on a few occasions asking when he would be home but he never responded to any of them and soon enough, I found myself lying on the couch in the living room upstairs, waiting for him to come back home every night. I couldn't lie also, I missed him like hell. I missed him so much that I thought I would go crazy. I was lying down as usual stopping the sleep that was coming with a lot of force when I heard cars drive in. I knew instantly he was the one and waited eagerly

Jade's povThe sun rays didn't hit my face this morning and I was glad as I stretched lazily on the bed not opening my eyes. I rolled my body sideways to cuddle at the other part of the bed and the next place I found myself was on the floor face front with a loud thud. I winced flashing my eyes wide open and glancing around me. I wasn't in my room, I was in the living room. I had slept off there and Saint wasn't there. I hissed flipping off the floor and standing up while rubbing my forehead which hurt a little from the fall. I got to the kitchen and saw the food I made the previous night was still left untouched. I sighed reaching for a bottle of water from the fridge. After gulping the whole can, I threw away the food and walked to my room. Everything Saint told me the previous night left me thinking and I saw him in a different light. He was forced to grow up and fight for power by nineteen, toughen himself up and take his revenge as well and I knew that even though my situation

Jade's pov. The box of tissues was almost empty as I grabbed yet another one and blew out my nose in it. Then grabbed one more and dabbed my eyes with it. I sniffed severally, making me almost choke on my breath and I knew one annoying headache was going to come later. "You're the one that suggested to leave, Why are you crying your eyes out," Betty asked gently as she sat beside me, patting my back. "I...I thou... ught maybe h...he would stop me," I sobbed before sniffing. I was at her house now. I had called her to come pick me up after I got dropped off at the bar and I've been crying ever since I got into the car and we arrived at her house."Yeah, that's some shitty behaviour from him for letting you leave." Betty agreed. "But... but I took out my anger a...at him after S...Suzy's text," I told her, wiping my tears with my palm and swallowing hard, feeling the salty taste at the back of my throat. "Yeah, maybe you shouldn't have done that." She agreed also. "But... he ss..

Jade's pov. The girl held his face in her hand as he looked at me while I stood frozen to the ground. "Come on... what're you doing standing there," Betty said coming over to me and then dragged me along with her. I was controlling myself well, trying to not cry at the sight of him not bothering to even walk up to me or anything. I was the one crying out my eyes every day while he had just been having the best time of his life with women. The hurt I felt was turning into anger and I felt stupid for ever even trying and thinking I could break his walls. I saw him look elsewhere while the girl continued to giggle and play with his hair. I glared at him before looking away. Ignoring him was the best thing to do and that was exactly what I was going to do. I changed into my work clothes and got to work immediately. "Of all days, he chose today to turn up," Betty said in a low tone as we stood at the counter waiting for the bartender. "I'm doing my best to ignore him, Betty. And the

Jade's povWe trooped into the bar, just like every other person and immediately, loud music blasted into our ears. I pulled up my strapless dress to cover my breasts that were shamelessly pumped out. Betty hit my hand as I did it for a second time and eyed me playfully. "Saint should see you that way red one. Why do you think I picked out the dress?" She winked at me and I smiled shyly. She must have seen through me to know I would definitely want to come here and I couldn't blame her though. I was a clown when it came to Saint because it didn't matter what he did, I always found myself thinking of him, wanting to see him and wanting to be with him. No matter how much I told myself I should keep away, I still found my way back. And right now, I wanted to find him and talk to him, talk about everything, tell him how much I missed him and makeup with him. "I don't see him anywhere though," I replied searching the VIP sections for him with my eyes. Betty dragged me to the counter a