Semua Bab The Family Books 1 -3 (A collection of Dark Mafia Romance): Bab 1 - Bab 10

Before....My body healed. The cuts scabbed over and the bruises faded. To anyone who looked at me, I was just my normal cheery self. I was Keeley. The sweet one, the innocent one. But I wasn’t any of those things anymore. I was broken, and inside I was screaming. Sweet and innocent? Those were words that might have described me once, but they didn’t anymore.Not since my cousin’s friend, a man Monster and I had both trusted with our lives, had forced himself into my body and left me hollowed out. There was nothing but darkness inside of me now. And day by day it was eating me up.My name might still be Keeley. I might have the same blonde hair and darling smile that people always thought about when my name was mentioned. But I wasn’t the same woman. I wasn’t even sure I was a woman anymore. I didn’t feel like one.And that’s why I had to leave.I knew that thousands, if not millions, of other women had gone through what I had. Hell, even some of the member’s old ladies of my cousin’

GioShe had given me the finger in a cocky, totally un-Keeley like way. She might look the same, but my sweet girl had changed. There was a fire in her now and I wasn’t sure I liked it. It might be inevitable that she had hardened, and she hadn’t known it was me behind the glass, but there was no way of knowing if her reaction would have been different if she had known.We hadn’t exactly parted on the best of terms. Hell, we hadn’t even had a parting. One day she was in town and the next time I had opened my eyes she had been gone, leaving nothing but a note to her cousin explaining why.She hadn’t written me a note. She hadn’t given me a second thought. And that had hurt. Because back then she had been all I could think about. The gorgeous Keeley. Pet angel of the Savage Sons. Everyone put her on a pedestal, and I was no different. I could look, and I looked a lot, but I could never touch.Because she was too good for men like me.She wasn’t up on any pedestal now. Although I wanted

GioI had made her angry and that was fine, because I was angry with her as well. Where had my sweet girl gone? The girl who had clung to me and me alone after her attack. The sweet perfect angel who had always greeted everyone with a smile.The new Keeley was all frowns and bitter words. She had changed so much that I felt I didn’t know her at all. But that didn’t mean I was going to give up on her either. Because the woman I knew was still there somewhere, buried deep behind the walls she had erected to keep herself safe. All she needed was someone to help her feel safe. She needed someone to remind her that it was ok to ask for help.The phone laying on the dashboard of my car rang, shattering my quiet reflection. For a second, I paused. My eyes stared almost unseeing at the name flashing up on the now lit screen. I didn’t want to answer it. I didn’t want to hear of the latest disaster that needed my attention. Not when all my energy needed to be on Keeley and bringing her back to

GioI had closed the restaurant, and the moment she realised that I had done that, she paused.“Gio, you didn’t have to go to so much trouble.”I smiled at her indulgently. She still didn’t get it. Pulling out a chair for her in a secluded corner, I waited until she was seated before speaking. “Of course, I did. Only the best for you.” Sliding into my seat, I tried to smile at her and relieve some of the tension between us. “And it was easy. Anything is easy when you have the money.”She reached for the menu and started scanning it. Her eyes grew wider and wider by the second. “I wouldn’t know because I don’t have any money. And," finally she looked at me, “we can’t eat here, Gio, it’s too expensive.”“One yes we can, one, I am paying, and two, put the menu down. I have already ordered for us.” Holding my hand up, I silenced her before she could speak. “You could have all the money you would ever need if you just said yes.”We both fell silent as the waitress arrived. She was the only

GioI took her home. Back to the flea riddled place she shared with her friend. And it had taken everything I had, because moving my fingers from between her legs was the hardest thing I had ever had to do. It was everything I had been dreaming of. Her utter surrender. And she had been enjoying it. She hadn’t clamped her legs closed because she wanted my hand away, but because she wanted it close. Her feelings scared her, that much was obvious. She had feared the mounting pleasure and what it would mean.I had stopped. And one look at her face told me that I had done the right thing. Her face was screwed up, her eyes pinched shut. She wasn’t with me. She was back in the past. I never wanted her to look at me and see him. Not ever. I would let her go before that happened.So, I took her home, and kissed her cheek before she got out of the car, explaining that I would pick her up again the next night and that she was to pack because tomorrow she would move in with me. But tonight I coul