All Chapters of Mafia's Dangerous Addiction: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

"What?" Manuel said, breaking his silence, his voice cracking on the word. "Does she always talk like that?"The receptionist slowly stood up. "No. She has never said anything like that. She does say the name Rose, but...""Rose," her mother said once again, and she leaned closer. "Did.... did it hurt too much?"My body went cold, my chest lightly heaving. My mother? She knew my mother and... she killed her?I swallowed, blinking the tears back as I leaned further to her, holding her hand tighter. I needed to know more. I needed to know everything there was to know."Why did you do it?" I said softly, my eyes taking her in. "I was your friend.""What are you doing?" The receptionist said, her brows drawn together darkly."Just let her," Manuel said. "We are not going to harm your mother."The elderly woman gave a small smile, but the tears ran over her cheeks. I reached to wipe them away, and she burst into more tears."You always did that," she said, holding my hand. "Even... when t

My chest tightened as I felt his warmth as real as that woman's warmth had been on my hand. On my cheeks. I could still feel the moisture of her tears on my thumb, and I swallowed, the tears breaking through me. Vector held me tighter, his fingers massaging my back, his heartbeat keeping me company. I swallowed, my body trembling as I moved away from his comfortable embrace, and I met his eyes. They were filled with con wrn, and he brought his hands to cup my face, his thumb running right under my eyes.I closed my eyes tight, my chest heaving. "She... she died. She doed, Vector."I swallowed, my chest heaving. "My mother. And... and her mother."His brows furrowed, but he brought me back into his embrace, his hand wrapping around me. I just stayed there, knowing I couldn't possibly explain anything right now."Vector," Manuel said from behind us, and I closed my eyes."What happened? Who died?"Manuel gave a pause, then sighed. "Well, she came looking for information about her moth

Hillary woke up after sunset, and for a very long time, she just looked lost. I could almost see her trying to process the pain all over again right after gaining temporary respite from it, then waking up to realize that she had to deal with it for the rest of her life.I stretched my hand to her, my fingers wrapping around hers. Vector was sitting behind me on the couch, and his presence helped me keep the tears at bay. It was crazy how I thought I would be able to break free from him when he has proven again and again that he has become something I had learned to rely on.I sighed, a small smile lifting my lips as I looked at Hillary. She touched my hand, but no words passed between us. Just two souls, each broken in a different way. She had just seen her mother die. I had learned about how my mother died. "How do you feel?" I asked after a while, my voice low."I am better. Thank you."I nodded. "Maybe we could go home tomorrow. Vector said..." I trailed off as I turned to him. He

I leaned on the car window, my eyes closing. The images of the fire lived behind my eyes, and I let myself wonder what could have happened had I been a little faster. Had Vector been a little slower or quieter. Had I been in that car.I took in a deep breath. I wondered who would want to kill Vector like that. I didn't know most of his associates, neither in his companies or his less legal businesses, but I knew he always took care of them. He always kept them away, or six feet under.My mind slowly drifted to my father. He had looked extremely angry still. The grudge still lived, and to be honest, I wouldn't put it past him to...I trailed off, my breath hitching in my throat. There was no way I would think of my father that way. He wasn't a murderer. Right?I swallowed, then adjusted, my head slowly leaning back on the seat, my chest heaving. I never returned after that day, and it didn't even feel like I was doing anything wrong. Within months, Vector's arms had become more of home

I woke up to the probing around my face, my mind immediately going into fight or flight mode. I sat up, my eyes wide as they adjusted to the darkness, and Ibsaw the person sitting in front of me.My eyes widened as Don Lucian's face came into view, a smile lifting his lips."So beautiful. My little princess.""Dad?" My voice was shaky, and my heart thumped hard in my chest. My voice was muffled, and I felt light."Mhm. It's me. Come to me, sweetheart.""You...""Come, Red. I will take you somewhere.""No," I said, my voice breaking. "No. No, please, I...""Come here!"I woke up with a start, my chest heaving, my body cold. I was drenched in my own sweat, my eyes wide."Red?"I turned, a gasp escaping my lips. Vector was holding a cup of water in his hands, his brows drawn."Is something wrong?"I swallowed. "Vector.""Yes. Me. Was someone else here?"I shook my head but got out of bed and ran straight into him, causing him to drop the glass of water to the floor. It shattered, water d