Stalked by the Mafia Boss

“So are you ready to talk?” Korina asked Jace, they were having breakfast.

He had woken up earlier before her and prepared it. The pain in his arm had reduced, it wasn’t the first time he was getting shot.

“There is nothing to talk about.” He responded dryly while refilling his glass with orange juice, “I was on my way here and I got shot.”

“I don’t believe you Jace.” She deadpanned, “Something isn’t right, you are keeping things away from me.”

“I am not.” He lied, “Just trust me Korina and let it go.”

“Trust you?” She looked at him, “I don’t even know much about you, I don’t know where you live, who your parents are and other important stuff.”

“And I don’t know much about you either.” He lied again, “I only know that you have been hurt severely.”

“Yea right.” She scoffed.

“Wanna know about me?” He asked staring at her and she nodded excitedly.

“I am in the mafia.” Jace winked, “Give me all the names of people that hurt you and I would say a very pleasant hi to them.”

Korina looked at him and bursted out with laughter, “In the mafia?” She scoffed, “You can’t be serious man.”

“Okay.” He shrugged, “If you say so.” He didn’t bother arguing or trying to convince her. He figured that they would discuss it another time.

“I know a man that runs a mob tho.” Korina said as she reached out to open the jam and began spreading it on her bread, “A bald headed guy. His name is Russo and damn he’s fucking annoying.”

Jace went silent, he knew Russo had been bothering her and he was alarmed.

What if the fucker carries out his threat and tells her about me? He pondered.

“Jace.” She called him seeing he had zoned out, “Jace!” She called louder.

“Yes?” He turned his attention back to her, “What was that?”

“Are you even listening to me?” She asked, “You zoned out.”

“Sorry love.” He dug back in his food, “I was in deep thought, sorry.”

“What were you thinking about?” She asked him curiously.

“What did the man say to you?” Jace asked Korina and she assessed him with raised brows, he looked disturbed.

“He wants me to date him.” She shrugged, “And then he got a little aggressive and harsh when I said no.”

“He laid his hands on you?” He growled.

“No.” Korina shook her head, “Calm down Jace.” She reached out a hand and touched his touched rubbing it in circles, “His words just got heated that’s all.”

“Stay away from him and any other man Korina.”

“What do you mean by that?” She glared at him, any other man? The words rang in her head.

“You are mine.” He said calmly, “I don’t want any other man near you.” His tone was authoritative now, “You are mine, you are my woman.”

Korina found herself clenching at the sound of his voice, the way he exerted dominance and possessiveness.

“I am not yours Jace.” She challenged him ignoring the ache now developing between her thighs, she decided to be stubborn.

“You don’t have a say in this.” He growled at her, “We both like each other, you stole my first kiss and now we are a couple.”

“Oh cut the bull shit will you?!” She stood up, what the hell is wrong with me? Why am I acting like this? Of course I like him a lot.

“This ain’t bull shit babe.” He said watching her calmly.

“Cut it all, the first kiss thing, it’s definitely not your first kiss and I ain’t yours man.”

“Don’t piss me off woman.” Her words were beginning to hurt him and he had began to over think, “We like each other, stop making things worse.”

“You are going to behave like every other man in my life.” She screamed at him, “Leave now!”

“Okay, okay, if that’s what you want.” Jace was livid, he couldn’t argue with her anymore, he grabbed his things and left the apartment slamming the door behind him.

Ade rushed into the house and straight to the kitchen where he guessed Jace would be.

Broken dishes and glass utensils scattered on the floor, the kitchen was a mess like there was an aggressive fight in it.

Of course there was a fight, Jace must have battled with himself and destroyed all these out of anger. He shook his head and sighed, it wasn’t the first time it was happening.

“Jace.” He called to his friend who was leaning against the counter, he had bloody knuckles and he looked weak.

“Jace.” Ade called again and still got no response, “Come on man, I am right in front of you, you can’t ignore me like this.”

“Ade, I need some time alone please.” He got off the counter and started walking out of the kitchen.

“Look.” His bestfriend called after him, “You have got to quit all these.” Ade followed him, “How would sh…”

“I said I fucking need to be alone.” He roared and Ade fell silent, he watched Jace drag himself up the stairs and to his room.

He hated seeing his best buddy like this, in this terrible state, he had to talk to Korina.

She didn’t bother wiping her tears or cleaning her running nose when she heard the door bell ring. She raced to the door immediately with renewed excitement thinking it was Jace.

“I am so sorry Jace.” Korina said flinging the door open but she got disappointed on seeing not Jace but Ade there.

“Oh it’s you.” Her voice was low, “Come in.”

They got into the apartment and got seated.

“He’s done with me right?” She sniffed, “He sent you to tell me, I understand I have be…”

“He needs you Korina.” Ade interjected her, he took a look at her face and was glad to see she was affected as much as his friend was, “My friend needs you and you have feelings for him, why are you making this hard?”

“It’s hard Ade.” She sobbed, “It’s hard to trust someone again and he’s keeping a lot of things from me, I don’t even know who he really is.”

“Look.” He said, “Get to know him more, date him and every other thing would fall in place, I promise you. Just trust the process.” Ade told her hoping she’d understand, he didn’t want to be the one to divulge to her about Jace’s secret life.Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

“What if things go wrong?”

“You have to take the risk.” He stood up, “You have to give a shot at this if you truly care and if you don’t wanna lose him forever.”

His words brought her hurt.

Ade left the apartment leaving a crying Korina to do a lot of thinking and reflection.