All Chapters of The Mafia‘s Shared Love: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

NOLAN’S POVThe sounds of wrapping and loading shipments echoed through the warehouse as I stalked across the loading bay, my patience getting thinner by the second. My voice rang out, sharp and unforgiving."Get those crates secured properly, or I'll have your ass fired before you can blink!" I barked, watching as two workers scrambled to fix their mess. "If I see another damn shipment delayed because of incompetence, heads will roll."My workers knew better than to test me when I was in this mood. A mood that I have been stuck on for a week. It’s been a week since the gala. A week since the fight with Anastasia. It has been a week since Anna turned cold towards me.I was already pissed off, and the sound of slow, deliberate footsteps approaching me from behind didn’t help. I didn't have to turn around to know who it was."Someone’s in a bad mood, huh?" Dimitri said in an amused tone as he stepped up beside me with his hands in his pockets.I exhaled sharply, running a hand through m

ANASTASIA’S POV I felt a dull and aching pain in my head as I opened my eyes to the bright room I was in. My throat felt dry and sore, making every breath I took feel like hell. I forcefully opened my eyes, but everything was blurry. The air smelled different. I could feel breeze coming in from the window to my right, making the sheer white curtains flutter. For a few seconds, I looked around the room. This wasn’t my room. Where was I?Then, it hit me.The fire.The memories of the fire, heat, and suffocating smoke replayed back in my mind. I remember Nolan’s voice calling my name and trying to wake me up. I felt another sharp pain course through my throat making me clutch, wincing in pain. My breathing felt irregular as if my lungs were the ones on fire last night.“Anastasia?”I turned my head slightly to where the voice came from. Nolan’s mother was standing at the door holding a tray with a bowl and a bottle of water in it. “Water”, I managed to say as I pointed at the tray i

ANASTASIA’S POVI pulled back gently from Nolan’s embrace, but he still held me in his arms. I looked up at him to search his face and tried to read his expression. We locked eyes and I could see a different mix of emotions. My heart skipped a beat as his eyes darted down to my lips, and as if on impulse, I did the same too. I watched him with my anticipation building as his eyes darted from mine to my lips and he looked like he was fighting an inner battle. He swallowed hard as he drew closer to me. His lips hovered just above mine and without thinking, I closed the small distance between us and crashed my lips into his. Immediately our lips collided, it felt like a missing piece in me had been found. This wasn’t the first time we were kissing, but this time it was real. Nolan cupped my cheeks as he deepened the kiss, his lips slowly gliding against mine. My fingers curled into the fabric of his t-shirt wanting his warmth. Before I realized it, my back pressed against something

ANASTASIA’S POV I tapped my fingers against the steering wheel as I parked at the entrance of an electronic store owned by a family friend John. It’s the same place I’d always come to for my tech needs. I lost my phone in the fire with so many other things, and I needed to replace them as soon as possible.I stepped out of the car, adjusting my bag over my shoulder, and walked into the store. The moment I entered, a warm, familiar voice called out to me.“Well, well, if it isn’t my favorite customer.”A smile tugged at my lips as I turned to find John, standing in the middle of the store with his signature kind expression. “Hey, John,” I greeted, making my way towards him.“For me to see you, you must’ve gotten yourself in trouble huh?” He said, chuckling.“Haha, very funny, John.” “What can I help you with Anna?” “I need a new phone. My last one got... burned.” I said as I looked around.I turned back to him to see his brows lifted in surprise. “Burned? That’s not something I he

ANASTASIA’S POVWhen I stepped into the house, the aroma of something delicious greeted me. I paused for a second to take in the scent of spices and roasted meat.I curiously made my way to the kitchen wanting to see what Maria was making. The last thing I expected to see was Nolan standing over the stove, making roasted chicken. Maria was standing beside him, handing him a dish as he plated the meal.I took in what was happening and blinked, maybe I was hallucinating?Nolan? Cooking?He looked up just then and caught sight of me. I watched as a slow smile spread across his face. “Hey, princess.”I folded my arms and leaned against the doorway, my lips twitching with amusement. “Well, well well. What exactly am I witnessing here?”Nolan smirked as he continued with what he was doing. “Just a man making dinner for his wife.”I glanced over at the dining table, where different dishes were already laid out—roast potatoes, grilled vegetables, fresh bread, and a bottle of red wine at the c