MY Possessive Mafia Men

MY Possessive Mafia Men

Chapter 153: You Match Us Perfectly Chapter 153: You Match Us Perfectly

Angelia

After I met with Riccardo, I went back to Andy's place, feeling so many mixed emotions. I couldn't think straight, I had thought I would have a clear picture of what I wanted after I had talked to them but I was even more confused than ever. They cared about me and I cared about them, that should have been enough answer, shouldn't it? But it just made our situation more complicated. If they cared about me enough, they would have told me but then again, they were also afraid of losing me. Goodness, I didn't know what to do. My heart was saying one thing and my mind a whole other thing. Both parties were trying to protect themselves. One part wanted to protect me from the heartbreak of losing them, the heartbreak of losing them, the other part wanted to protect me by making sure I would never go through that kind of hurt again. The conversation I had with them had been emotional, honest and raw. They had been open and answered my question and now, I just had to make a decision. As much as I wanted to forgive and forget, we would never be able to go back to how things were. No matter how much I didn't want their lapse of judgment to define us, it already had. If I chose them, there would always be a small part of me that would wonder if they were keeping something from me. We would have good days, sure but there would also be days where I couldn't so easily push aside what they had made me go through. But if I didn't choose them, I would

always wonder what we could have had. I had spoken the truth when I told Kingston that they had ruined me for other men. For those few weeks, they had shown me how it could be, they have given me a taste of my darkest desire and they had taken care of me in a way I hadn't let anyone do before. They had made me feel safe and cherished.

Andy was sitting on the couch when I got back and he hurriedly paused the show he was watching and looked at me expectantly.

"So,

how did it go?" he asked, dragging my feet to the seat next to him, I plopped my a**down. "Horribly, beautifully, good and bad. Take your pick."

"What did he say?" he pushed on, both curious and worried.

"He said he was an idiot which he is but he also told me he couldn't let me slip through their fingers and that is why he hired the private investigator to find me. Apparently, they had been searching for someone for years and I was the first one they had all taken an interest

I thought back to what he had said and a bittersweet smile rested on my lips. The notion that they 13:54 Fri,

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had felt a connection to me the second they saw me was like every girl's dream. When Riccardo had said that, my heart had gone into high gear and I had practically swooned. These few days, I had been far from unaffected by their words. It meant a lot to me to hear how Marshall was willing to quit the job he loved before his last semester was up. And my heart warmed when Kingston used his words to express himself even when I knew there was a tragic reason behind the fact that he hated to talk. It made me cry when Riccardo was willing to shoulder all the blame so his friends could be spared even if it meant us being together without him. He had practically begged me to give his friends a second chance but he hadn't asked the same for himself.

I filled Andy in on my conversation with Riccardo, just like I had done yesterday after I had met up with Marshall and Kingston. It felt good to share it with someone, it helped sort out my own thoughts and feelings. "Choose whatever makes you happy, girly. You don't owe them a thing but you owe it to yourself to make the choice that is right for you." He said as he patted my knee.

"You know my thoughts about this."

I did know, he was on my team all the way but he had also said he believed they would never betray my trust again. I didn't understand why he was so confident about that but he was.

"It is not an easy decision to make, what if I forgive them but it happens again? Or if I don't and I will end up regretting it?"

"I know it it is not easy, baby girl

"You are right." I signed.

I but you can't continue to think about the what ifs. If you search hard enough, you will always find something to be uncertain about. Sleep on it, right now you are emotionally exhausted and no one can think straight in that state."

"Do we have any ice cream left?" I asked, my appetite for food was practically gone but I caved to anything sugary.

"Choose a movie for us and I will go get you a bowl." He walked to the kitchen and got us both a bowl of vanilla flavored ice cream and topped mine off with peanut, just the way I liked it.

"Thank you," I smiled at him before scrolling through Netflix.

In the end, I picked a movie. I needed something less romantic and more drama filled right now. We spent the evening watching two individual movies. On the third, I got so tired and went to bed early and fell asleep to the sound of him chuckling from the living room as he continued the comedy movies we had picked out for our third movie. 2/4 Chapter 153: You Match Us Perfectly

My thoughts went back to them like it always did, in the weeks that I had known them, they had taken over my entire mind and if I could admit it to myself, they had taken over my whole heart

as well. That was why what they had done cut me so deep because I hadn't just trusted them, 1 had fallen for them too. What if Andy was right. If I searched hard enough, I would always find something to worry about next. What if they hurt me again? What if I would never be able to trust them like I had once done? What if I decided to let them go and then regret it for the rest of my life? There were so many things I could second-guess about and I would never get an answer to them until I made up my mind.

Instead of what if, I focused on what I truly wanted. Did I want them gone or did I want to give them a second chance and work through this? I deep dived into my feelings and analyzed each one of them, trying to find out which one of those options appealed the most to me. A smile tugged on my lips as I realized my answer and it was like a weight lifted off my shoulders when I knew what I was going to choose. Decision making always did that to me, it weighed me down even the smallest thing but when I finally made up my mind, I was a hundred percent sure and felt a hundred times lighter.

The intercom buzzed to life, bringing me out of my overactive brain. Walking to the door, I pressed down on the intercom that would allow me to speak. "Who Who is it?" I asked.

"I have a delivery for one Miss Angelia Hartwell?" A woman asked through the speaker.

Puzzled, I told her I would be down to collect it. What was this about a delivery? I couldn't stop wondering about it as I went down the two flights of stairs and opened the door. I didn't even notice the woman as my eyes zeroed in on the massive bouquet she was holding. It was a beautiful mixture of white, red and blue but mainly lavender colored flowers. My breath caught as she handed it to me. "Can you sign on this tablet?" She asked, offering me a pen and I did as she asked. Then she

walked away.

Breathing in the scent of the bouquet, a small smile rested on my lips. I had an idea or three on who sent this to me and my heart was going crazy thinking about either of them sending me flowers. I spied a note in the bouquet and I hurried upstairs so I could read it. Andy being the lover of flowers and plants already had many vases to choose from even for one as big as this. Putting them in the water, I snatched the card eager to see what it said.

'My favorite color is red, Riccardo's blue and Kingston's white. If you mix every one of them together, you will get lavender. You once told me that was your favorite color. No one would suit us more perfectly than you. You match us, baby girl. Yours truly, Marshall.'