All Chapters of Evangeline, The Wish Of The Mobster: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Evie felt so comfortable in that kiss that as she relaxed her body, she lay on Alec’s body and ended up touching his wound, making him grunt in pain. "Oh my God." she murmurs, walking away quickly. "Sorry.” "No problem. Come back here.” At the same step she took to get back to what she was doing before, Evangeline stepped back. Alec looked at her confused. "No." she says and starts looking around, as if looking for something. "I have to...” "Evangeline...” "I have to go. Bye, Alec.” He calls her and even contemplates going after her, but at the same time he felt a lot of pain in his wounds, Alec felt in the clouds. The taste of Evangeline’s kiss was infinitely better than he could ever imagine. The shiver he felt on his skin, no woman made him feel it before. And while fleeing the mansion, Evangeline thought the same thing. She touched her lips, feeling again, every sensation Alec’s mouth caused with a single kiss. She was so absorbed by his thoughts, that she passed

When Evangeline awakens, she realizes that she has slept in Alec’s bed and that he is no longer there. She gets up a little scared and goes to his bathroom, finding it empty. After putting some toothpaste in her mouth, wetting her face and taming her hair, pinning it in a bun, she leaves the room. "Evangeline?" Audrey stops in the middle of the hall and scratches her eyes. "Am I still dreaming or did you JUST LEAVE ALEC’S ROOM?” "Stop screaming! We only saw one movie and... well, I didn’t even finish the movie. I ended up sleeping.” "I didn’t even know you were here! Come, let’s have breakfast.” Audrey grabs Evangeline by the arm and starts pulling her down. "What? With your family? No way!” "Oh, you will.” "I have a lot to do today, Audrey.” "There is no." Evangeline was already escaping, but the blonde pulls her by the hand, towards the living room. "And nothing to refuse the request of a pregnant woman. It’s bad.” "You’re really going to use that direct excuse,

"Wow... having money is really good." Felippa murmurs, abandoning the car. "This work is very advanced.” The houses would be made of wood and the whole structure was already assembled. "Yeah. I’m also surprised." Alec says, walking to the contractor. "I go there to talk to the building manager and I’ll be right back.” "And we’ll see if there’s any matches. Come on, Felps.” They go to the makeshift mailbox there and Evie takes all the mail. She goes one by one, looking for just one thing. "Here." murmurs, handing the other letters to his friend. "He sent another.” "Your father?” Evangeline just nods in the affirmative, already tearing the envelope. She keeps the dollar bills in her pocket and opens the pink paper. Dear daughter, Still no answers about you. If I hadn’t been so swamped with my work and afraid of the rejection you might have of me, I would have come to see you by now. I’d really like to know how you are, what you’ve been doing... are you already in

Over seven hours later, Evangeline felt extremely exhausted from the trip. She left the plane feeling even more lost than before. I had no idea where to find your only suitcase. Before taking another lost step, she feels a touch on her shoulder. As he turned, he faced the man who had heard the conversation before boarding. "All right? You look lost.” "Yeah." She smiles embarrassed. "I’m new at this travel thing... I have no idea where to get the bag.” "Ah... come with me. I’ll get mine too.” Evangeline follows the unknown and arrives at the place where the bags leave. "You were on the same flight as me." he says, looking at Evangeline and the treadmill interspersed. "Are you from New York?” "I am. And I have to thank you. I overheard your conversation and through it, I found out where I had to go to catch my flight. Thank you!” "Really?" he asks, laughing. Evie says with her head. "Nothing then. By the way, I’m Mason.” "Evangeline." They share a simple handshake.

"Obviously I thought it was a mistake. It was the first thing I thought and told the doctor. When he told me that his mother’s name was Juliane, I started having a tachycardia. I felt like the whole floor was opening and swallowing me. As soon as I recovered, I asked to see Juliane. And it was her. Juliane had suffered a car accident and before going out, gave my phone to the doctors, saying that I was the father of the daughter she was pregnant. I wasn’t able to find any of her relatives and at her wake she only had the people she worked with. After a doctor’s orientation, a DNA test was done and found out what I already imagined. That baby, you, was really my daughter. After a few days and many exams, you were allowed to be taken home. And I took it. In the face and in the courage. For some unknown reason, Leah was sober that day. She looked down at me and joked, asking where I had taken that child. When I told her and she saw that I wasn’t kidding, Leah wanted to kill me. Litera