All Chapters of All I want is you: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

As soon as Nathan made his statement, the atmosphere in the room shifted dramatically. Richard Stones, seated across the table with a confident smile moments earlier, now looked utterly bemused. His fingers were visibly shaking on the arm of his chair. He blinked, as though trying to process Nathan’s words, as if they were too audacious to be real. The tension that had already been simmering suddenly spiked, thickening the air.Nathan’s voice had been calm, measured, almost casual, but the weight of his words crashed through the room like a tidal wave. “You want to play in the A-Team,” Nathan had said, “with the big boys. I get that, Richard. It’s ambitious. It’s bold.” He leaned forward slightly, his eyes locking with Richard’s in a way that suggested he saw through every pretence, every mask. “And aligning yourself with Don Chappo, the head of the Mafia, seemed like the right move. Smart, even.”There was a pause, a heartbeat, and everyone in the room seemed to hold their breath.“B

As we drove back to the hotel, the silence between us was thick with unspoken thoughts. The city lights blurred by outside the car window, but my mind was focused on one thing. Jesse Cain. I couldn’t stop thinking about how Uncle Jesse had betrayed Nathan, about how he had played a part in the Stones’ move against him. I turned to Nathan, studying his face, the sharp angles of his jaw clenched in thought. His eyes, always calculating, now seemed distant.Finally, I broke the silence. "What are you going to do about Uncle Jesse?"Nathan didn’t look at me right away, his fingers tapping lightly on the steering wheel as he thought. His response came after a long pause, his voice low and controlled. "Nothing.""Nothing?" I echoed, unable to hide the surprise in my voice. "He betrayed you, Nathan. He gave them everything. How can you just - -"Nathan cut me off, turning to glance at me for the first time since I asked the question. "Jesse’s not worth it," he said calmly, but there was a sh

As I walked into the office, I immediately spotted Rose. She glanced at me as I approached, a subtle smile forming on her lips, though it was clear she had something weighing on her mind. Rose had always been a key figure in the company, the go-to person for anything related to its inner workings, especially with her direct ties to Steve. But today, I had a different agenda."Rose," I said, softly but firmly, as I sat across from her. "I need to talk to you."Her eyes flipped with curiosity. “Of course, what is it?”“So how’s Steve?” I asked.“Since when did you start caring about him?” she asked jokingly, and I knew I had to go straight to the point with her.I leaned forward, lowering my voice even though we were alone. “I know you work for Steve, but I need to know where your true loyalties lie. Things are getting... complicated.”Rose leaned back in her chair, crossing her arms. There was a moment of hesitation before she spoke, but her voice was resolute when she finally answered

Lisa smiled at me, her expression brightening in a way that caught me off guard. "I’m so glad to see you two working things out again," she said, her tone light and cheerful as if we were old friends reconnecting.I stared at her in disbelief, my mind racing. Did she really think that? Did she not see how frail the threads of our past were, how easily they could snap? “You really think this is ‘working things out’?” I replied, incredulous. “When you’re done screwing Carlos, you can call me to continue the conversation.”Carlos shifted beside me, his jaw tightening. “Stop,” he said, his voice low and commanding.I raised an eyebrow, feigning ignorance. “Stop what, exactly? Being honest? Or are you saying I should stop calling out your bullshit?”Lisa shifted uncomfortably, her confident smile faltering as she glanced between us. The atmosphere was charged with tension, her earlier joy dissolving into a thin veneer of awkwardness. “Maybe I should just- -”Pachi stepped out from the back

Walking into Don Chappo’s office, I could feel the tension in the air, though I kept my expression neutral. Nathan had insisted I bring bodyguards, and they were waiting just outside. But, as always, Don Chappo preferred private discussions, and I found myself standing in the dimly lit room with just him.The Don sat behind his massive oak desk, leaning back in his chair with a half-smile as I entered. "You’re becoming quite the force to be reckoned with," he said, his voice smooth but carrying an underlying edge. "Nathan’s lucky to have you on his side."I didn’t respond immediately, taking a seat across from him. His eyes followed my movements, assessing, calculating. "What did you want to discuss, Don Chappo?" I asked, cutting through the pleasantries.He chuckled, the sound deep and unsettling. "Straight to business. I like that." He leaned forward, resting his elbows on the desk. "I’m having... difficulties with a few of my bankers. They’re being more difficult than usual about s