Chapter 39: She Left

Chapter 39: She Left

Luciano

“Don't leave me, promise me you won't leave me.” My words were a breathless shaky whisper.

She bit her lip and her beautiful eyes looked up at me. For a second, I thought that she would say that she wouldn't, that we could go back to what we had, that our relationship was strong enough and that she trusted me. But for the time in my life, I experienced how it was to get your heart ripped right out of your chest.

“I can't,” she mumbled, I swallowed the lump in my throat and she tried to wriggle out of my hold. My brows knitted together.

“Abigail, please.” I begged.

“Let me go.” My grip around her body tightened but she didn't give in.

“Abigail, stop acting like a fucking child and let us talk about this.”

I couldn't stop the words from coming out of my mouth and regretted them the second they did. Her body frozen and her eyes darted ro meet mine, she exhaled sharply.

“If I am such a child then you know what?” She successfully got out of my hold.

“You can go fúck that stupid slut all you want.”

Before I could stop her, she was already in her car and drove away from me, leaving me standing in the rain and filled with guilt and regret. I can believe I managed to fúck this up.

I stood out in the rain for what must have been an hour, just looking at the gate where she left, trying to understand what just happened. I could still feel the warmth of her skin on my fingertips. I snapped out of my gaze when someone grabbed my arm and when I looked over my shoulder, Ambrose looked at me with a confused expression.

“What the hell are you doing out here?” He asked and I turned to him.

“She left.” I mumbled, his forehead scrunched together before he understood what I meant. He sighed and led me inside.

“I am sorry, brother but maybe it was for the best.”

I sat down on the kitchen chairs and narrowed my eyes at him where he stood in front of me.

“For the best? That I fucking lost her! She was the best for me, not the fact that she left.” My gaze lowered to the floor and I made a decision.

“I am going after her.” I muttered.

I stood up in a quick motion and quickly grabbed the car keys, he followed me as I walked out the door.

“Who the hell are you? Just leave her alone, she needs space.”

I opened the car door and turned to him.

“I don't give a fuck.”

I drove as fast as I could to her house, the only thing on my mind was to make up for what I did and said. When I got to her house, I walked out but stopped in my tracks when I raised my gaze. There she was finding comfort in another's man's embrace. I recognized him from that day in the pool and my jaw clenched.

I wanted to walk up to her, tell her how I felt, tell her that I didn't mean what I said but maybe my brother was right. Maybe I just needed to give her space so I did the last thing I wanted. I turned around and walked away.

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Abigail POV.

The last week has been rough, I had become so attached to Luciano and being in his presence that I felt so alone. I couldn't help but wonder if I made a mistake leaving that day. But there were too many question marks in our relationship, so many things that needed to be said and yet here I was doing the exact opposite.

I sighed and turned another page of the book I held up over my face, it was raining outside my window, only reminding me even more of what happened. My head couldn't take in the words on the pages, they blurred before my eyes and I had been reading the same sentence for the past twenty minutes. I had barely left my room, only laying on my bed by myself. I thought the silence would help me figure out what I wanted and give me a clearer view on things but I soon found out that it was the silence that devoured me.

Of course, my parents had no idea what happened and neither did my friend, well except Jennifer and Gideon and they had both been extremely supportive. Gideon hung with me as much as he could to fill the void of him but I could still see his face every time I closed my eyes, feeling his touch and I even felt my body missing him, not just my mind. I didn't leave him because I don't fully trust him but because being with him was dangerous. That night I saw him kill that man right in front of my eyes and made me realize that. What happens if our relationship puts my family in danger or even my friends? Being involved in the mafia was a big risk especially for a woman and I wasn't sure if I was ready to take it.

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It has been three weeks since I last saw him, we haven't had any contact at all, I blocked his number when he called or texted me. I was weak for him, I know that and I needed some space from all the Don crap. But I missed him so much that my heart ached.

My parents were worried and even though I only told them I was sick from the stomach flu, I knew they sensed that it was something else. I thought that the worst type of alone was in a room filled with people but the worst was when you can't even feel comfortable in your own company because a part of you belongs to someone else.

How can I deal with this? I need this pain to go away from my heart, I need to find my happiness again. But if I am being honest, it is only Luciano that gives me that, he is the one my body and soul craved for. But at the same time, it was too dangerous to be with him.