Forbidden Fruit: A Dark Mafia Love Triangle Romance

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I let out a deep breath, trying my best to keep myself together. Trying my best to stop myself from having a fucking panic attack.

"Let's go," I hissed.

"What?" Riccardo denied. "Aren't you going to talk to her? Demand some answers from her?"

"What's the use?" I snarled bitterly. "She's married..." I trailed off my sentence, feeling my eyes fog with tears. My heart feeling like it was about to explode from my chest. "She's better off without me, anyway."

"Don't say that, bro," Riccardo mumbled, noticing my discomfort. "You don't know what happened."

"Regardless of what fucking happened, she's fucking married, Riccardo!" I roared. "The ship has sailed. I shouldn't rub more salt in the wound."

Riccardo let out a sigh, doing his best to diffuse the uneasiness of this situation. There was so much tension in the air, that you could cut it with a knife.

"Let me buy you some chicken burgers from Pepe's," Riccardo mumbled. "Cheer you up."

I rolled my eyes angrily. "I just wanna go home."

"You don't have anything to wear for the ball tonight," Riccardo shot back. "A lot of rich and influential people are gonna be there. We've gotta make an appearance, because it's good for Indigo Limited's business."

"The last thing I want to do is go to a fucking ball," I snarled, seething.

"Suck it up!" Riccardo shouted. "You can't let emotions get in the way of business. Man the fuck up."

I rattled my fists angrily, not wanting to hear this shit. Riccardo knew that Sofia was a sensitive topic for me. She was my fucking weakness. Business didn't matter to me when it came to her.

Nothing mattered to me when it came to her...

"I'll just wear a suit from home," I snapped. "Who gives a fuck."

Riccardo rolled his eyes, knowing better than to push this subject further, or else I would swing at his fucking jaw.

We made our way out of town quietly, neither of us saying a word.

And I was left feeling like a dead man fucking walking.