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Forty six: Got shot
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Mafia's Little Pearl Forty seven: Forehead kiss
We were inside the old man's house. The shooting had ended, Lauretta had driven off in her car after shooting Saint and her army of men were all dead. I had seen my uncle's lifeless body and not even an ounce of sadness had hit me. There weren't any mixed feelings like the first time I had thought he was dead and hated me or not, I was glad he was finally dead. I sat beside where Saint lay, still unconscious and watched as the old man dressed his wounds while I helped out in whatever way that I could. My eyes were sore from crying and my throat was already as dry as it could be. I felt extremely guilty for putting Saint in this position and hated that I had to see him this way. Alessandro's condition also was far worse than Saint's but the old man had said he was going to be fine as well. I could only take his word for it but I was thankful that he hadn't died. "You should get me some more water and a fresh towel." The old man said and I hurriedly stood up going to dispose of the
Mafia's Little Pearl Forty eight: House at last
I tried so hard to hide the smile which crept up my lips after he had kissed my forehead. I followed him behind as we went to the living room and saw Alessandro already up as well. He was there with the old man and CJ. Alessandro smiled widely immediately after he saw us. "Gennaro! You didn't miss me a lot did you?!" He asked Saint, pulling out a lollipop from his mouth. CJ smacked his head from behind. "Stop acting like you're twelve man." He told him. Alessandro frowned at him rubbing the back of his head. "I just came back from the dead. You should be nicer.""Wish you remained there," Saint replied to him making him roll his eyes while the old man and I chuckled. I was glad as well to see him alive and his usual self. "You're up, Mr Guerra." The old man said as he walked to Saint, handing him a shirt to put on. "I appreciate you treating my wounds," Saint told him. The old man smiled. "Your missis did a lot more." He said passing the credit to me. "No... no, I didn't," I r
Mafia's Little Pearl Forty nine: Jelly jelly
The jealousy travelled through my veins at the sight and I felt my gums hurt from my teeth gnashing together. I turned back to face Betty. "That jerk." I spat out. "ouuuhh... someone's jelly jelly jealous!!" Betty teased, pointing a finger at me while making her eyebrows dance. She then shot me a mischievous smile. "I'm not!" I huffed immediately, glaring at her. "Yeah and blackberries are yellow since we're starting a lying contest here," She replied back. "Look at your white fingertips and how your face is almost the same shade as your hair."I looked down at my fingers which were extremely tightened around my glass cup to see that they were indeed turning white and I needed no mirror to tell me how red my face looked that instant because I could feel the warmness itself. Mrs obvious who was bad at lying was at it again. I glanced back at Saint and the woman to see the woman giggling at something he had said. "He isn't even that funny. Or funny even. What the hell is she laug
Mafia's Little Pearl Fifty: Feelings or not
Saint's Pov I dropped her off at home and watched as she got out of the car and strode into the house, her ass guided by her petite waist swayed side by side with each step she took. She looked cute. I remember how cute and innocent she had been when I'd seen her the morning after waking up from being shot and all I had just wanted was to take her in my arms and shield her away from any future danger, stopping her from experiencing it. I found myself biting down on my lower lip and thinking of how soft her skin always felt under my touch. I wanted to feel it once more. Just once. But again, I knew I needed to stop if I wanted to not make the feelings I had for her grow any deeper. Fuck. Did I just admit to liking her? No. That wasn't it. I didn't like her that way. It wasn't feelings. It had to be something else. Maybe I was just nice to her cause she just lost her sister. And maybe because I just didn't like seeing her hurt. Yes. That was just it. It had to be it. Then ear
Mafia's Little Pearl Fifty one: Strawberry cake
Jade's povThe sun's rays hit my face harshly, interrupting my sleep which caused me to hiss and throw a pillow over my face, blocking away the light. I snuggled into the blanket, yawning and trying to go back to sleep when my phone rang out loud, causing me to hiss again. I can't even get a nice sleep on my birthday. I groaned as I opened my eyes and scanned the bed for my phone in order to answer it or put it off. Whichever it was. I saw it, halfway almost falling off the bed and stretched my hand to grab it. I checked the caller and without a doubt, it was Betty. I slid the green icon and dropped it on my ear, closing my eyes and sighing. "Hey, Betty.""Happy freaking super duper birthday red one!!!" She shouted from the other end, almost making me deaf and at the same time waking me up totally. She started singing the birthday song just as I sat up, putting her on speaker then stretched lazily. "Yeah yeah. Thanks." I replied unexcitedly. "You have to say how old you are
Mafia's Little Pearl Fifty two: Red Tulips
Jade's Pov. It was afternoon already and I had never been more bored in my life. I was having a crappy birthday just like any other year and I couldn't wait to go to the bar that evening and have my strawberry cake with Betty. I stood up checking my hair in the mirror and saw I already had my roots growing out. I had to start making plans to dye my hair red once more. I took up my phone to text Betty to get me some dye packs when I opened our chat to not see any of the previous texts I had sent. I remembered texting her about a bracelet and telling her to get me a strawberry cake as well.Or did I imagine that? I felt my nose and brows scrunch up at the thought as I stared at our chat. Just then someone knocked on my door. I opened up the door to see CJ standing in front of me, a flower bouquet in his hands. He didn't look like he was happy to see me. Was he still holding a grudge from the vacation time? "Uhm...Hey." I said, slouching by the door, putting my weight on one foot
Mafia's Little Pearl Fifty three: Red
Jade's pov "Oh my dear, how do you manage to look good in everything?!" Saint's Aunt marvelled as she stood admiring me. I rubbed my arm lightly, looking down and smiling at the compliment. "I'm sure he won't be able to take his eyes off you, my dear." She added then went to stand behind me, letting me look at the mirror to see myself. I saw myself and a smile appeared on my face. My makeup was perfect and my hair was nicely styled in a low bun.I couldn't wait for Saint to see me and my heart bubbled with excitement at just the thought of it. She grinned widely seeing that I was impressed. "I think it's because you know exactly what to do," I said to her, glancing at her face for a bit. She waved her hand in the air. "Oh don't give me all the credit."I chuckled a bit at that. This woman was so sweet. I saw her rush to the shopping bag and pull out a light blue dress, a box containing a pair of shoes and a box of jewellery.She dragged me up by my hand. "Let's get you in thes
Mafia's Little Pearl Fifty four: Enjoying the moment
Jade's Pov. I could feel his eyes still on me as I tried to remain still, our arms rubbing softly and our hands together. The car came to a halt at a restaurant. "Just a moment." He said leaving my hand and coming down from the car to come open the door for me before the driver did. His men stood around waiting for us and Saint helped me get out of the car, covering me slightly to prevent me from flashing his men through the high slit on my dress. He held my hand just like he previously did and smiled at me. "Ready?" "Yeah," I answered, smiling back at him. He motioned for his men as we headed into the restaurant and they all took their positions. Some remained where our cars were parked, some others stood at strategic places and at the entrance of the restaurant while the rest followed us in. The waiters of the restaurant were already by the door waiting for us and they smiled when they saw us walk in. I noticed immediately the restaurant was empty just as it was the other t
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