All Chapters of The Mafia And The Fake Wife: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Alessia   _____ As I lifted my phone to call Rodion, some heavy footsteps caught me. I shot my gaze in the direction and my eyes fell on Rodion.He was walking to me. I ignored how people were gaping at him. To be sincere, he looked outstanding, clad in a white-fitting tee and a pair of dark jeans. I could devour him more and more and sometimes he made me forget that he was mine.It was how ladies looked at him. But his eyes were on me. Though there was no smile, and his hair was not how I styled it before we left home. He had messed with it, and that was proven by how he roughly ran his fingers through it when he got to me.I was now concerned, not scared."Hey." I made the step between us and met him. He placed his hands on my shoulders and rubbed me gently."I will find him." He uttered with a heavy breath escaping his parted lips.My brows pulled together in confusion.

Alessia_____We all ate in silence until I saw Rodion push something on my plate. I lowered my face to my meal, there was a piece of stuffed flank steak roll. You'll always find vegetables in Rodion's meal, so the roll had some spinach in it.I gazed at him. His jaws were twitching with the movement of his chewing activity. He stuffed his mouth with a fork full of veggies and then offered me his attention.He never uttered a word but the look he gave me made me smile. I loved him so much that sometimes I forgot the world existed. I would watch him all day because I could not get enough of him.I picked the roll and devoured it. The taste of it in my mouth and how soft it felt made me moan silently. I needed more. I spotted we had a plate of them but they were positioned far from me. I gazed at Rodion's plate and he had a few. I went for his own and he never cared about it, rather he pushed his plate closer so we could share.

Alessia  _______  I am persistent, but people would call me stubborn.I needed Carina back, so I never rested in texting her every minute. Even though I used to get zero replies from her, I never gave up. And it paid off."I know I probably moved on so quickly, but that did not mean I never adored Matteo. He was a close person to me, to us." I explained wholeheartedly. It was my first time having trouble speaking to my bestie.She always felt closer than my parents, I shared a lot more with her than I would to my mother. But seated in front of her in the restaurant we were in, it felt like I was seated with a stranger."Let's not talk about it." Her eyes darted around in an attempt to avoid looking at me. She kept sipping her tea every second and the way her fingers played on the cup, she was nervous like I was."I miss

Alessia _______  Four months laterNothing sucks like being alone on Valentine's Day. Especially when the person you love tells you that they got busy at work. It almost feels like they choose work over you.I hid the pain and read the message that Rodion sent to me.Mine: I'm sorry this had to happen, I promise to come tomorrow after we are done. I will spend the rest of the weekend with you.Yes, he was to come but not on Valentine's day. What was the point anyway?A pang crawled in my heart at the thought of it. I knew I was supposed to understand him and the situation but I could not help the sadness in my heart.His grandma summoned him so he was flying to Russia. It happened that their grandma finally decided to be true to them. I

Rodion _____ The cigar smoke sailed in the atmosphere creating a dark cloud between the two of us. I was currently seated with a man who was considered my brother. He was busy smoking while I rubbed my jawline.Yes, I couldn't smoke.My eyes were on my beautiful angel moving around the compound. She was wearing a raven umbrella dress which was above her knees. She would walk inside the house and come out carrying something. It was lovely to watch her.We were currently in the Bungalow which was in the middle of the woods. Alessia loved the place since it was away from everyone and everything.I loved the place as well. It reminded me of my first time with her. The day I tasted her, the day I sank into her sweet streams. The day she moaned for me, giving me all beautiful looks. The day I claimed her.I took a sip of the drink which was surprisingly white wine. It could perhaps wash my desires. She always mad