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MY Possessive Mafia Men

Chapter 159: They Had Been Kind To Me

Chapter 159: They Had Been Kind To Me

Angelia

Replying back to Riccardo's message, I suggested a time in a few hours and asked a place we could speak in private. My phone vibrated in my hand just second after I had hit send. We can meet at one of our places or in the meeting room at Pleasure Palace. It is entirely up to

you.'

Deciding that going to one of their homes would be too private, I agreed to meet at the club.

"So?" Andy asked.

"I am meeting them tonight." I said and he picked up on my lack of enthusiasm and reached out to squeeze my hand.

"Are you sure you want to go back to your apartment today?" His brows knotted in apparent

worry.

"We could have a movie night after you have met up with them and I will get lots of ice cream and a bottle of red. What do you say?" Shaking my head, I smile at him sincerely. Albeit stiffly, I didn't feel like smiling.

"I appreciate it but I will be fine. I think it will be good for me to be alone and sort out my head."

"Okay, but promise to call me if you need me."

"I will," I agreed.

"I know we don't know each other that well yet." James began.

"But, I am here too. You mean a lot to Andy and he means a lot to me. Lam...eh...what I am trying

to say is that I care I will be here if you need anything." He looked slightly embarrassed and perhaps scared I would blow off his offer.

"Thank you, James. I will keep that in mind."

I had already gotten his number from when he went out to buy us snacks for the movie night we had together and he had wanted to make sure he got my favorite brand of ice cream. It was when Andy sent him over to ensure I wasn't wallowing in self-pity while he was at work. Still, we ended 1/4 Chapter 159: They Had Been Kind To Me

up watching the sa***st romance movies ever made instead with ice cream which was the epitome of wallowing. Moving my attention to my plate, I forced myself to eat. Andy was a good cook, although not as great as Kingston but this time it all tasted like cardboard which I knew had more to do with me and my current state than the food itself.

Andy and James tried to lift my mood as they kept talking throughout dinner. They told jokes that fell flat but I still managed to laugh. If they could tell it was forced, they didn't comment on it but even while I wasn't in the best of moods, I listened and gave answers when needed. If only for a little while, they helped me get my mind off everything else. When it was time to leave, James stayed behind while Andy put on his shoes and walked the few blocks it took to get to my building and followed me up to my apartment.

"Thank you for putting up with my shit these past days." I murmured into his chest as I hugged

him goodbye.

"Girly, your shit stinks but I will still wipe your a** if you ever need me to." He joked. I chuckled, swatting his chest as I pulled from his embrace.

"Way to ruin our heartfelt moment, Andy.

"Really? Was this a heartfelt moment? I didn't notice." He had that teasing glint in his eyes that I

loved.

"Well, not anymore. It is not." I quipped

"Now get your a** out of here and have some quality time with your boyfriend without me cramping your style."

And

had never cramp up anything. Good luck with the talk." He said the last part all dramatically before he spun around and started walking down the stairs. remember, I am only a phone call away." He said from his shoulder.

"I know,"

I waited until he was out of view before letting the mask drop. It was exhausting to pretend that I was okay when I was so obviously not. Unlocking my door, I took a hesitant step inside. Coming door open

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while back to an empty apartment after getting those pictures was scary and I kept my I went through both rooms, the main room containing my bedroom, living room and kitchen and bathroom. I scanned each corner and Very hidden place with a hammering heart. It was as if I expected someone to jump out at any moment. Nothing happened, but the thought that it could was enough to make any muscles tighten in preparation to run in case I needed to. Chapter 159: They Had Been Kind To Me

When I was satisfied that I was alone, I quickly shut the door and locked it. I locked the door bolt in place afterward, thank goodness, my father had it installed when I moved in. It helped me feel just a little bit safer. It was strange being back at my place after everything that had happened, my eyes went to the spot on the ceiling where I once had a hole that leaked. My money was on Riccardo, seeing as the temperature fluctuations were also fixed. He was the only one who knew about that and I never thanked him for it. They made one major mistake and it had been so big that I hadn't been able to do the same, the tiny kindness they had done towards me until now. Each of their kindness stood out to me now when I could think more clearly about my time with them. They had fixed my ceiling and my water tank, they had lifted me up with their praise and made me feel confident in myself. Their sweet gesture after a scene as they took care of me, teaching me how to cook and treating me like I was something precious. I began looking forward to each day with them because they made every day exciting. And I realized just a little too late, like the dumb fool I was, that they didn't just take care of me, they cared for me. Those little tells that should have tipped me off but I had been too blind to see in my hurt. The way Kingston shared his kitchen with me when I suspected few- if any-had the pleasure of saying the same. The way Marshall truly listened to me and remembered what I said. I had made me feel heard. The way Riccardo showed me his vulnerable side by opening up about his childhood, it had been a difficult topic for him to talk about. However, he had still done it just so I could get to know him better. My eyes burned as I forced my gaze from the ceiling, this wasn't time for regret. Checking the the clock, I I saw that it it was too early yet to get ready. I should have probably started on the assignment from school and read through the notes u had gotten from my classmates but I wasn't feeling it. I could hardly concentrate as it was, how could I possibly focus on economics? My studies were something I usually excelled at, I was a good student, submitted any work before the deadline and was attentive in my classes. I love my major and worked hard to get good grades and now, here I was with days of classes missed when I hardly used to miss any and with a mind too focused on everything else around me to manage to have even a tiny bit of motivation for school. I moved to sit down on my bed, staring blankly ahead of me and heaved a sigh. I had spent days feeling shitty and now, I had to feel scared too? I couldn't quite comprehend how so much had changed in a few moments, it was surreal and I wasn't sure if I had fully realized how messy my situation actually was. My brain couldn't grasp the sudden shift of it all. The time went by as I simply sat there, probably still in shock. I was jarred away from my gloomy thoughts when my phone rang. My heart stopped as I reached for it afraid to see an unknown number and it only started beating again when I saw it was Marshall calling. "Hello?" My voice sounded unused and hoarse.

Only then did I recognize the stingy feeling around my eyes and the traces of wetness on my cheeks. I hadn't even noticed I had been crying.

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"Hi, baby girl. I am outside." I blinked and then blinked again.

"Huh?"

"I am picking you up for our meeting."

"O..oh," I stuttered, I had forgotten the time.

"You don't have to do that, I could have just met you guys at the club." I said, getting up from the

bed.

I got to the bathroom and took a quick look in the mirror, my eyes were red and swollen and my nose matched the redness of my eyes. It looks like I had been crying for far longer than I could have guessed.

like I

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