Semua Bab My Dear Mafia Boss' Remorse: Bab 81 - Bab 90

LenkaI still remembered this place well—walking around this large house. The guards who saw us didn’t stop what I was doing.Several times, Felix was drawn to them, squinting his eyes out of curiosity.“Mom, will they get mad?”I shook my head. That was one of Felix’s questions.Then he spoke again. “Mom, who exactly is Uncle Michael?”That was a particularly difficult question to answer. I didn’t want to suddenly tell him that Michael was his father, or that Michael was a mafia boss. Neither of those seemed like the right answer for now.So, I gave him a different explanation. “Michael is a boss. He’s very successful—you can even find him on the internet.”I thought about it. The way he’s presented himself to people all this time could be used to explain things to Felix.“I want to see him later, Mom.”“Of course.”We continued our walk, taking in this enormous house. Felix stopped in front of a large painting—flowers and a woman. It reminded me of what I’d done before. When I first

LenkaHe was shocked, but I maintained my stance.He seemed not to understand what I was saying, and that made me frustrated with this man."I know you must have intentionally shown Felix our wedding photo."Michael fell silent. He now understood what I meant, and then he tried to speak to me with soft eyes."I placed that photo after you left the house. A few years ago."It was so long ago, and to me, it didn’t seem possible. Because wasn’t it too soon for him to show such a different reaction?"When he was playing in my office, I didn’t have time to hide it, and yes, you’re right in thinking that." He continued to stare at me, his eyes looking honest, but I didn’t want to believe him just like that. "I did it on purpose. I thought maybe this was a good chance for him to know what happened between us.""You always act recklessly, Michael." I stood up, looking at him firmly.Although Felix could accept it, I felt like this man didn’t respect me, and even his actions of making decision

LenkaDuring my two-year marriage with this man, I thought our relationship as husband and wife was just to channel lust.I saw Michael's face was so dark, he didn't make a sound or kiss my lips. Doing it quite clearly without wanting to listen to what I felt—even a little bit.Yes, he used to do that to me. Very cold and after that he would leave me. He never turned around and just kept quiet. I thought there was something wrong with me, because I was not like a normal woman, I was just like a statue that couldn't make a sound.It was a marriage that was so bland and cruel. A nightmare.Very different from what I feel now.This time, he did it more gently, I felt very comfortable with every touch he did, every breath he breathed that touched me made me tense.I can feel right away if he wants me that much. He was on top of me, holding both of my hands with one hand. Besides my heartbeat that was so fast, I could hear his heartbeat also very fast when his chest accidentally touched my

FelixMy mother is someone who is very close to me. She is a very beautiful figure, and I love her so much. What makes me happy is seeing her smile; her gentle touch feels even more pleasant when she is happy.I grew up to be a happy child. I could feel it, and another man was by my mother's side, Uncle Jonas. He is a good man and often spent time with me, and I knew he loved my mother, wanted her.I once told Tina that love is such an extraordinary thing. I understood it as a form of mutual possession and care. And she said that when I grow up, I would surely be able to find that kind of love.There are many complicated things I don’t understand, but what I know is that my mother also loves the man we just met. He had saved me several times, and I was also very happy with him.Then recently, I found out that he has extraordinary medical abilities, enough to heal me from a very painful illness. Ah, that illness would surely have made my mother very sad.My mother always disliked it wh

JonasMy finger tapped lightly on the soft sofa as I looked down at the woman whose clothes were torn and tattered in several places."Are you going to stay here and keep annoying me?" I said, staring at her.She should have moved faster and gotten out of here. I didn’t want anything messing with the image of Lenka in my mind. The more I became aware that I had just slept with this damned woman, the more disgusted I felt.A hiccuping sound escaped her, but she held it in and quickly rushed out of my sight.It was unpleasant—doing it with someone unworthy. Unpleasant because I should’ve had the woman I actually desired.Moments later, I was in the bathtub, trying to relax my body in warm water. The scent Lenka liked was strong and clear, making me imagine she was right here with me.In this fantasy, I was smiling. She was right in front of me, and we were staring at each other intensely—my heart pounding."Very soon, we’ll meet, Lenka."I breathed in the scent of the soap I used—strong