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MY Possessive Mafia Men Chapter 145: | Love Her Chapter 145: | Love Her Riccardo

The second Marshall interrupted my meeting, it all had gone to hell. | had finally cclean and he didn't take it

well. I mean, his best friends had basically lied to him, so he wouldn't be happy about it. | would have if I had

been in his shoes. | tried to explain myself as best as | could to him but let's be honest, it was all a shitty excuse.

| was too old to be using my issues as an excuse to

do whatever the hell | wanted.

He had left my office in anger and with our friendship hanging on a thin fucking thread, it hurtseven worse

than living with the fact that my patents didn't want me. Like they say, friends were the family we chose for

ourselves and they meant more tothan my parents ever did. For weeks, | had known keeping this from him,

from both of them was wrong. He should have heard it fromthe second | found out that Angelia was a

student at this school. But | didn't, instead, | had swept it under the rug, hoping they wouldn't find out about it

until he finished his semester. How was | supposed to know she would be his student? If | had then | would have

definitely told

them.

Angelia was his student, | really did fuck up on that one. My plan revolved around the fact that their paths

wouldn't cross, damn | was one stupid fucker. As soon as he left, | tried calling her, desperate to make sure she

was okay. She couldn't possibly have taken the news about Marshal being her professor well. For the short t|

had known her, she wouldn't be okay with this. She, would be worried, probably more about Marshall and his job

than herself. She didn't pick up, not the first t| called and not the twenty other times | had called since then.

When that didn't work, | tried texting her, | hadn't heard from her once. Now, Marshall was pissed atand

Angelia wasn't answering any of my calls. This was what | had been afraid would happen.

| hadn't slept a wink since yesterday when | found out my mind wouldn't shut off and | had suffered one panic

attack in the past. | thought | was over the attacks, | hadn't had one in years but it seems the risk of losing not

one but two of the people | loved would do that to me. Kingston had contacteda couple hours after Marshall

showed up after he too had been yelled at by him. When he had found out about Marshall and Angelia, he had

also tried calling her and she didn't answer him either. For once | had been the one at a loss for words while

trying to figure out what we were going to do next. The truth was, there wasn't much we could do with Marshall

until he had calmed down enough for us to have a real conversation with him. As for Angelia, first, we need to

get a hold of her.

Not being able to sit still any longer, | decided to visit her instead of waiting around for her to callback. If she

wouldn't answer her phone, she might answer her door. The drive over to her place

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felt way longer than the half an hour it actually took. | was worried about her and | didn't like her shutting us out.

We were supposed to take care of her and | thought by now, she would let us. My body was tense, thinking about

her needing us and we weren't there. | thought back to the last conversation we had, | had been calling them to

see if she was okay, though for another reason.

Parking close to the entrance, | found the extra key | had for the building from when | changed

the pressure balancing valve for her shower and had gotten smen to fix her leaking roof. The

idiot landlord hadn't asked for it back and I hadn't given it to him either.

| took the stairs two at a tuntil | got to her floor and walked to her door and knocked. "Honey, please open

the door, it is me, Riccardo."

It only took a couple of seconds before the door was wrenched open with so much force that it struck the wall.

Instead of seeing our sweet Angelia, | cface to face with her angry looking friend.

"You son of a bitch!" he cursed a split second before his fist connected with my nose and holy hell, that hurts.

When he went to hitagain, | blocked him like | would have done the first tif he hadn't takenby

surprise.

"What the hell, man?" | asked, pushing him fromso | could wipe away the nosebleed but it was of no use,

more blood came.

Touching my nose, | winced. It throbbed like a motherfucker but at least it wasn't broken.

"Don't fucking man me! Stay away from Angelia." Andy didn't try to hitagain but | could tell he wanted to.

"What are you talking about?" | asked.

Blood was dripping down onto the floor but I didn't give shit about that, no | needed to find out what the hell he

was talking about. His eyes narrowed and he looked slightly smug about makingbleed.

"I am talking about the fact that you guys hired a fucking private investigator to find my girl and made her

believe up a sponsorship to get her to your club." | was pale at his response.

"What the hell is wrong with you rich people? When has it ever been okay to use a private investigator to find a

girl? Never mind the fact that you lied to her from the start when she was supposed to be able to trust you. You

were her dominants for the fuck's sake. She should have been able to trust you guys, isn't that what your

lifestyle is all about?"

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For each word he spoke, he grew more pissed, he was livid by the the was done. He was clearly waiting for a

reply but | couldn't talk, my mind focused on his use of words. We were her dominants, weren't we still? "Well?"

He promptedbut I didn't know what to say. He was completely right.

We hadn't been completely honest with her when we should have been and somehow, she had

found out about it, about what we did. We couldn't lose her, | couldn't lose her. My breathing grew strained, my

airways constricting until it only alloweda thin stream of oxygen. | could feel my

heart beat so fucking hard and fast that my chest hurt. His eyes grew almost alarmed as my panic

attack returned for the second tin a day. The thought of losing the woman | love, | couldn't bear it. The

realization hit me, | fucking love her.

We made a mistake, | wanted to say that and we love her, | tried to tell him. We never meant to hurt her, | tried

to tell him that but my tongue felt like lead and the words were stuck in my throat alongside the air | was

choking on. Stumbling towards the hallway wall | leaned against it with my head bent down, trying desperately

to fill my lungs with the oxygen it carved. "Should I call an ambulance?" Andy asked, suddenly worried about my

health. It is almost ironic, given the fact that | was still bleeding from my nose because of him.

"No," | replied hoarsely.

"Well, you can't just stand there, get your ass inside."

| could feel him guidinginto her apartment and if | had hoped she was in here, | was sorely mistaken. He led