Divorced, But Not Broken
Divorced, but Not broken Chapter 224

I took a deep breath and got out of the limousine, holding Jonah's hand, hoping that I wouldn't make a fool out of myself since I knew that everyone was watching us, even had some flashes from cameras when I smiled grateful at Jonah's proud face, look at him. He really thrived being here and all the attention he was getting, unlike me, that was blinking a couple of times trying to get my bearings towards the number of people that were moving around us, guests, security, servers, valets, and everyone else that seemed to be at the place to be tonight, the Sullivan Mansion.

"Let's go, baby..." I nodded when Jonah offered me his arm, which I was clinging onto and strolling since he followed my pace. My nerves were all over the place and scared shitless. I was going to fall over in the heels I had on ever since my ankle had just bent the wrong way, right before anyone that wanted to see me!

"It's okay, I'm not leaving you..." Jonah was smiling, making my heart slow down hearing his reassuring voice. He better not since some people were already starting to stare, not all out of spite, but more curiosity when we strolled over the red carpet that was laid out before the entrance.

"Oh god... it didn't look like this the last two times..." Jonah smiled, seeing my stunned face, mouth opened, and just taking in the fantastic decor, this was not some backyard with some lights hanging in the trees. No, this was thousands of f*****g dollars put into everything that was around us!

"Yeah, Ma really outdid herself this year... but then again, she does love it when people are eating out of her hand...

Jonah sounded proud and frustrated, taking me along when he walked over the dance floor, not really caring if people were coming our way to my embarrassment. He was such a charmer he was sometimes!

"Jonah, you can't just..." I was about to say he was being rude, but should I even be surprised that he was? Feeling myself being pulled closer and staring up into his smirking face when he started to dance with me right on the spot, hearing my protest.* "I didn't know you could dance?" I followed his steps when he did a snort like it wasn't that hard; my smile that became bigger when we made a slight turn. Wasn't there anything he couldn't do?

I smiled more at his way of just following the music, his hands on my body that was holding me firm, leading me just like he had done when I first met him, I had no idea that I could love someone the way I loved him, but I sure was grateful for it since my life had been hollow and empty without him in it.

"I love you..." I said it corny when we still were swaying to the live band that was playing smooth jazz, making me come even closer to his chest, this was heaven on earth, and I didn't care if everyone saw us, that he still was married to Shailene or that I had two divorces behind me to replace him, he truly was my soulmate.

"I loved you for a long time, Andrea, a long f*****g time..." I was snorting when the music ended, and Jonah made a wink when we were standing there, and I wasn't sure what to do; this was his game, and I was just here for the ride. I didn't mind as long as he was with me.

"So... now what? Aren't we going to replace your Ma at least?" I know I was being stupid for asking, but he was the one that wanted to come to this gala. Here he was, standing like he had lost all his nerves when we arrived, just like he did the first time I met his parents. "Jonah... It's okay; it's okay to be scared..... I hate my mom and.." I faded out when he frowned at me, annoyed that I was, in his eyes, accusing him of being a coward. He clearly had something planned; he just didn't share it with me, never did. "I'm not scared anymore, not of her anyway... its just that....

"He stopped when I followed around, losing my smile seeing the adorable girl dressed like a princess on the other side of the banquet that was being hosted; she looked crushed, even more so when she was standing at the bottom of the stairs at the Browns. "You don't want to hurt her..." I was whispering it out into the air, still having the arms of my future husband staring at his wife, that was longing for him to go to her. They all did; every girl in this room wanted my Jonah.

He didn't say anything back, just switched his eyes to mine, trying not to show how much that still hurt. I knew he was with me, and he had given up his life, but she was still there and looking like if he let me go, just walked over there and kissed her, she would forgive him because that's what I would have done

"She signed the divorce papers, okay Andrea... that's what she came over for Christmas... she told me she wanted me to be happy and... well, look at me, I'm f*****g happy, and she is not...." He stopped again, to my surprise. Wait, what?

Was he feeling guilty over hurting her? I was the one that he had hurt the most; there was no f*****g competition to that!

"Okay..." I gulped down the jealousy, trying not to look like I wanted to just go over and kill the same girl that was giving me a smile back. Was she f*****g mocking me or what?!

"Don't look like that. You know I love you more than anything. Sure as hell wouldn't have pried a house of a drug lord for Shay..." My heart stopped when he smirked at my stunned face; he did what?! I was already going for my phone when he stopped me, knowing I was panicking over something happening to my kids when they lived in a criminal's house!

"Andrea, baby, relax..." I hated that he just smiled and acted like that wasn't a big deal because, to him, it wasn't! I was still staring at him, pissed off, when he put my phone back inside the small clutch and in my hands with a great smile that was so stunning my eyes were hurting

"It's New Year's Eve, and let's just celebrate for once..." He was eyeing Shailene for a few more seconds when she turned around, facing some people that I didn't know to my stomach going cold, I didn't like the way she just gave in to the divorce; she sure as hell didn't sound like that when he called her on the phone that it was over.

"Jonah, aren't you way too f*****g trusting against her?" I followed his steps again, ignoring the waitress with champagne on her tray. I smiled; he didn't want to drink anymore. He really had changed, hadn't he?

"I trust her, and she is my friend, same as Buck is to you..." He stopped when I felt guilty, and I didn't know why? Did I and Buck get along even if he hated Jonah being together?

Or that he had no way of escaping the big man with a past that he sure didn't look like when someone talked to him, a killer.

"I trust Buck, but he loves me and..." I didn't want to hurt him, but Shailene and Buck were not the same, she still wanted Jonah, and there was no way around it. Buck at least had accepted that we were over, even if he didn't like it. "Andrea, please... no more talk about Shailene, let's just enjoy the night..." I got the message when he looked pissed for a few seconds, don't talk s**t about Shailene since she did this massive favor of signing the divorce without a fight.

I didn't want to fight him, not tonight when he looked like he was in his element; no matter what he told me, I swear I could see the glints of happiness when he was walking over the floor with me, showing everyone that he was back and even making small talk with some people that wouldn't look at me twice even if I was on fire.

"That's the mayor and... oh that the senator, dirty bastard that one... "I lost my smirk when he was pointing out people to me, like a small private game telling me about the elite circling around one woman behind this big spectacle that, to my mocking laughter, was a charity for poor people.

"So, I should have just gone here when I was broke ..." Jonah made a mocking smile back, hearing my slight sneer, like I was ever going to be accepted in these circles, only when I was wearing a dress I couldn't afford and looked the part, otherwise I was trash, and I knew it same as him.

"You didn't need to go anywhere, baby, and you know that...

"He turned to face me when I lost my breath again. I just wished people could see how much I loved him, looking like he was the happiest man alive. We needed this stupid feud between him and his Ma to end.

"Let's go; I think Ma has been sweating long enough now..." he smirked more when I looked around him, confused, eating the olives in my hand, knowing that Joseph would skin me alive if I even got one stain on this beautiful dress.

"I hadn't seen her anywhere?" I was still looking around, puzzled, when Jonah just smiled like I was cute and started to walk, taking me along to the fear in my heart and making me want to slow down. I didn't want to talk to her, never did! "She's not down here with the riffraff..." He pointed to a part of the ballroom that Thadn't seen; it wasn't sealed off because it wasn't made to be noticed, like a f*****g house box that was looking down on the people below, holy s**1! The man in the black suit didn't say anything when we walked past him. He moved when Jonah came along and took me with him, knowing I was walking right into the lion's den!

"Jonah..." I didn't want to sound scared, but I was! This wasn't a f*****g game anymore, and even if he was Fiona's son, she sure as hell didn't seem like someone that you wanted to get into a standoff with!

"Relax... trust me, okay Andrea?" Jonah made a smile before looking seriously again at my nervousness. Just relax... sure, sure, just f*****g relax when someone could just blow my f*****g head off the second they wanted to!

"Relax!? How the f**k am I supposed to relax when there are f*****g murders around me!?" I was hissing back at him when he stopped and looked like he didn't understand why I was so upset suddenly like my brush with death had nit made me realize just how f*****g serious this mobster s**1 was!

"13." I didn't want to see his eyes when he said that because I knew what he meant the second, he said that he had killed 13 people since we had been apart. He was so much worse than I ever had imagined him to be... f**k.

"I told you so many times, and you still believe this is a fairytale. I killed people, Andrea, because that is what I f*****g need to do when someone is trying to screw me over!" He was hissing it back to my eyes going empty and my heart cold. He really was a killer. "I know... but..." I stopped seeing his smirk, the one he used when he was mocking me, that I was stupid, and right now, he looked nineteen again, wanting me to understand that he was bad.

"But what? You know what I am; this is a part of my life, Andrea, and you will have to accept that when we get married..." He smiled at the end, happy again when I didn't understand how he just could switch his eyes, same as Buck when we had stayed in a corridor leading to what I assumed was where the real party was going on.

There were around ten people seated on different couches and tables of food and drink, girls wearing bikinis when we walked into the strange room that had the charity ball below us when the old woman with blue green eyes turned her head to see us with a smirk that I only knew one other person to have, and he was standing beside me.

Fiona