My Mafia Prince

6

ATHENA

I guess the things we really want in life, we end up not getting. I've only known Sandro for a whole two days and I'm coming to the point where I'm actually admitting my feelings for him. I'm currently in my room, replaying everything that just happened a half an hour ago.

No one but Blythe has ever bought me food. To be honest, I never really had any other friend besides Blythe because everyone would just betray my trust. I guess I gave my trust to Sandro, I fell right into his trap and now I feel like my heart has been ripped out of my chest and I'm bulking up like a little bitch. Maybe I just need to leave. Nah, I really need to leave, I honestly don't give a shit who's after me. I'd rather die anyway.

"Athena?" I heard Blythe from the other side of the door. "Can I come in?" She asked while opening the door to see me. I only nodded not wanting to speak at all.

"I saw...what happened. With that girl," She said but sounded unsure of what to say. "It's fine. It's not like he'd be into someone like me when he can lowkey have any girl he wants. Like, look at him." I say and wiped the tears that were threatening to fall from my eye. "No, sweety don't cry." She says while coming to give me a hug. "I'm not gonna say that bullshit where 'he don't deserve you' and shit like that because he really doesn't. The one real thing that comes into his life, he keeps dodging it. Don't worry b, when we leave we'll find you a man."

"I don't even want one. I don't need one. All I need is myself and you of course." I explain and she looked at me before sighing and leaving. I don't even have my phone so I can't listen to music to calm me cause the bastard took my phone. I' ma sing a song cause I'm bored as fuck. I'm probably not even gonna go back downstairs. I just wanna be alone.

I decided to just go to bed to drown my thoughts in. That's the only place I won't be bothered.

ALESSANDRO

"What are you doing?" I asked Ella as she tried to sit on my lap while I was still in the car. "I-i miss you. I'm sorry about what happened. My father... did not support what we had so I left him, but I'm here now." She says while placing a peck on my lips. I only shook my head because that's not how I remembered shit.

"Nah, I saw you with another man that night-"

"That's only because my dad set me up with another guy. He didn't support us, so I left him because I love you." I don't know how I feel about this. "Why do you look so unsure of this? Do you like that other bitch? You just moved on like that?" She asked while trying to get off my lap but I held her hips tighter to make her stay. "Who said I liked her?" I said while grabbing a strand of her hair and twirling it around my fingers. I traced my thumb against her jaw while attaching my lips to her neck which earned a moan from her. "Fuck, I missed you," I say and she crashes her lips into mine. Wait, where did Athena go?

"are you ok?" She asked and I looked at the passenger seat. She wasn't there

Fuck, she saw us. "Yea, yea I'm good. Let's just go inside." I say and she smiles. As we walked inside I couldn't help but look over in the living room to see if Athena was there. She wasn't.

"Go make yourself at home," I told her and she walked off.

"Why is she here?" I hear Lorenzo say from behind me.

"She came and we talked." I shrug and he shakes his head.

"She's playing you again. What about Athena?" He asked. "What about her?" I question and he glares at me.

"I don't know what to say anymore, you do you." He says and walks off. My eyes follow him and I see Blythe's staring daggers at me. What the fuck did I do?

"Wheres Athena?" I ask and she shrugs her shoulders. "I'm being serious where the fuck is she?"

"Why do you want to know? You didn't care to look at her when she walked out of your car." She said while rolling her eyes. "Why do you care what I do? Go fuck Lorenzo or something,"

"I fucking will." She yells before leaving."

"Is Athena the girl?" I hear Ella ask and I slowly nodded. "why is she here?" She asked

"Mexicans are after her. I needed to watch over her." I say and she scoffs.

"Bullshit, if someone was in danger, you'd leave them b. So why the kind gesture now?" Maybe because she's real

"I don't know," I say. "I don't like her." She says and I couldn't help but glare at her.

"You haven't even talked to her, why are you judging her?" "Because she's taking all the attention. I want her to leave."

"I can't do that."

"Yes, you can! It's either me or her. Choose fucking wisely."

Is she fucking serious?

"Fine."