The Mafia's Lost Fallen Angel

𝕿𝖜𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖞 𝕿𝖍𝖗𝖊𝖊

Sorry for the multiple changes of POV's.

DOMINIC'S POV

I was angry. I was angry at myself for all of the stupid decisions I had done. Why couldn't I just kill that damn witch? Instead, I get a call that the French Mafia broke into our house, took Ana, left a USB behind which god knows what is storing, and threatened my family, including Alisha. I regret not killing her. As I was pacing back and forth I couldn't help but feel worried about my family and angry because my house blew up and I have a snake in my mafia. Fuck.

What if something happened to them?
What if I can't rescue them?
Why do I screw up everything good in my life?

The questions would continue but a firm tone cut them off.

"Dominic calm down." Alisha said as she stood in front of me.

I heard her but I kept pacing as I didn't know what to do.

"Dominic." She said in a softer voice as she grabbed my hands and stopped me from pacing.

I kept looking down at the ground, not wanting to make eye contact with her because I was scared. I know I fuck everything up but if I saw her beautiful eyes it would remind me of the horrid day. The pure pain and betrayal in her eyes that day is something I would never want to see again.

"I'm sorry. This is my fault. Everything is." I couldn't help but apologize to her again.

I saw her clench her jaw as she looked around. I could see she was hesitant about something. I didn't have enough time to dwell on it as she threw her arms around my neck, pulling me into one of her amazing hugs. Without wasting any time I wrapped my hands around her waist and buried my face in the crook of her neck. The familiar feeling of having her in my arms made my heart beat faster. I missed her so much, more than she could think.

"This is all my fault. Everything is my fault. I'm not good for anything. I just screw everything up. I will fix everything I did wrong to you. I will make it up to you, I promise." I mumbled into her ear as she hugged me tighter.

"You have to make it up to someone else too." She whispered under her breath.

I don't know who she is talking about and I think that wasn't meant for me to hear but I can think about it later. After a few seconds, she tried to let go but I hugged her tighter. I wasn't ready to let go of her just yet.

ALISHA'S POV

As I was pulling away from the hug he pulled me back into his arms and tightened his hold on my waist.

"Just a little bit longer. Please amore." He whispered in my ear, his voice soft as he spoke in a pleading tone.
(Love)

I missed him a lot. Even though I try to deny it, I missed his touch. I missed the familiar feeling of his embrace. I missed his voice calling me amore or Lilith every time he could.

Fuck, I'm still whipped by this son of a bitch.
'Stop it, you're getting too friendly with the fucker.'

After a few seconds, we heard Ace clearing his throat. I finally pulled away from Dominic's embrace as he glared at his brother. If looks could kill Ace would be 6 feet under. When I finally turned to look at Ace he was smiling teasingly at us as he wiggled his eyebrows. I just chuckled a little and walked over to my desk.

"Alisha look, I want to explain wh-" Dominic started but I ain't in the right mind space to have this conversation now.

I took my keys, put on my shades, and turned to them.