Mafia Desire (Erotica) novel 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.

"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.