Mafia Desire

Chapter 48

Mafia Desire Chapter 48 I stormed into the house, not looking around to see if Andrew was following me. I know I shouldn't be mad at him, but a small part of me couldn't get over the fact that Ashley and him were in each other's arms on that horrible day.

I stomped up to my room and shut the door.

"Perhaps I should just leave for a few days to wrap my head around everything." I pondered.

I knew how I felt around him, how completely and completely addicted I was to him. But, at the same time, I knew that he could ruin me more than anyone else ever could, and I couldn't go through that pain again.

I started looking around my old room and smiled slightly when I found everything exactly as I had left it.

I'd been staying in Andrew's room instead of mine since he explained what had happened.

I took a duffle bag from the back of my closet and began stuffing clothes into it. My mind was racing with ideas...

"Should I really go?"

"Yes, I need to remember what life is like without him."

"But you just did it a few days ago."

When I realized what I was doing, I stopped packing and sat down on the floor.

I'm such a moron.

I did experience life without him, and it felt like I was suffocating despite having access to all the air I could think of. He was my oxygen, my lungs... I didn't need to see what life was like without him because I knew I needed him by my side.

I sighed and stuffed the duffle bag back into the closet, then shut the closet doors and collapsed onto the bed.

"I need to see him," I reasoned before hearing a knock at my door.

I got out of bed and walked over to the door, which I opened to reveal Andrew standing there with a pair of boxes in his hands.

"Andrew I a-" I began.

"Please allow me to explain, Ava." Andrew interrupted my thought. I nodded and moved aside to allow him to enter my room. He entered the room and sat on the bed, leaving the two boxes to the side. I approached him and sat next to him.

He sighed and took my hand, engulfing his in mine, sending shivers down my spine. Even such a simple movement and touch sends shockwaves through me.

"I've never felt the way I feel about you before, nothing made sense... I felt worthless. But then you came into my life, and you were the first person in my life who did not tremble in my presence. Everything about you captivated me: your strength, your demeanor, and your perfection. When you entered my life, I discovered my purpose: to protect you. I was created to protect you, and only death will keep me from doing so." Andrew said, looking me in the eyes to make sure I meant it. Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

"Thank you, Andrew." That's all I can say before Andrew's lips collide with mine. I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him back with such passion and meaning that the stars could fall.

"It's now time for my presents." Andrew said as he drew back and handed me the two boxes.

I took the first one, the smaller one, and marveled at its shoddy wrapping, knowing that Andrew had done it. I unwrapped the gift and opened the small white box to reveal a lovely necklace.

I exclaimed in awe at its beauty. It's a black rose with small diamonds running through its petals.

"This is my second shot. "You are my second shot at life." Andrew explained as he wrapped the necklace around my neck. I placed my hand on top of it, tracing the flower with my fingers, and felt its cold pendent against my cool neck.

"I really like it, Andrew." I burst out laughing.

"You have another, kitten." Andrew said as he handed me another box, slightly larger than the last.

I smiled and turned to Andrew as I opened the second gift and discovered a gun with a silencer inside the box. "I appreciate it." I said.

I took the gun out of the box and looked at how perfectly it fit into my hand; I was in love.

"I have one more surprise for you, so get ready because we're going out." Andrew explained as he stood up and walked out of my room.

I sighed and took a look around. "How could I have thought I should leave?"

I stood up and walked to the bathroom, where I sighed in relief. I wasn't having nightmares, and Sylvester wasn't on my mind all the time for the first time in a long time.

I sprayed my face with water and began removing my makeup in order to redo it. I applied a small amount of concealer, red-applied mascara, and instead of a deep red lipstick, I chose a matte lipstick. I looked fantastic.

I entered my room and searched my closet for the deep red lingerie set I planned to wear under the black dress I had chosen. "Andrew wouldn't be able to resist me with this on," I reasoned.

I put on the sleek black dress I had chosen and paired it with black heels. I chose to wear my hair down and in its natural curls. Before heading downstairs to meet Andrew, I double-checked myself in the mirror.

I went down the stairs and met Andrew at the bottom. He was dressed in a white button-up shirt that fit him perfectly and showed off all of his muscles. He wore it with black pants and a small gold chain around his neck.

"You look stunning." Andrew took my hand in his and twirled me into him. I laughed and put my hand on his chest, inhaling his intoxicating scent.

"You don't look bad either." I said this while kissing his cheek.

"Come on, come on." Andrew said as he took my hand and led me to the car.

We got in the car and drove through the city until we came to a stop outside of a restaurant called "Daniel." I exclaimed and returned my gaze to Andrew, saying, "I've always wanted to come here, but I couldn't afford the food."

"Congratulations on your birthday." Andrew smiled and whispered. I returned his smile as he led me inside the restaurant.

"Hello, "How can I assist you?" When she saw Andrew, the hostess asked, batting her eyelashes and raising her voice.

"You must be new." Andrew stated, unimpressedly looking the girl up and down. What was he on about? I furrowed my brows.

Suddenly, an older man in his 60s appeared from behind the girl. He had white hair and blue eyes, but the wrinkles across his face made it difficult to look into them. "Oh, Mr. Jayson." "Is this your usual table?" He inquired.

"Yes." Andrew stated as he walked towards the back of the restaurant into a less crowded area. He led us to a table in the very back, next to a window with an incredible view.

He drew a chair for me. "Do you come here often?" As Andrew sat across from me, I inquired.

"No, I'm the owner of the restaurant." Andrew exclaimed, amusedly looking at me.

"Of course you do," I say. Sarcastically, I murmured.

"May I bring you something to drink, sir?" The hostess inquired, her gaze fixed on Andrew and completely ignoring me. I rolled my eyes and sat back; I know I was supposed to be jealous or protective or something, but I found it amusing to watch Andrew get annoyed by other people.

"A glass of my favorite," Andrew said.

"Is that it?" The girl inquired, her voice as seductive as possible.

"Obviously not, or are you blind? Andrew responded angrily, rolling his eyes.

"What, sir?" She tripped.

"You haven't asked what my girlfriend wants." Andrew added as he looked at me.

I was taken aback by what he had just said. Girlfriend? I mean, I know we're exclusive and I don't want to be with anyone other than him, but hearing him say it makes me feel something else.

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"Of course." The young lady sighed in disappointment.

"I'll take whatever he has," I said.

"All right, I'll be right back." The girl said as she walked away from our table.

"Girlfriend?" I inquired, raising my brow.

"What else could you be?" Andrew responded unconcerned.

"Nothing, it's just nice to finally have a label." I exclaimed, laughing.

"You have been mine since the day I met you, it's just now you know," Andrew said, raising his eyebrows.

"Haha funny Andrew, but when you saw me, you hated me." I responded.

"But that doesn't mean you weren't mine." He shook his head.