Come Back To Me: Mafia Romance (18+ Only)

Chapter 8

"Seabass, tell me."

"Nope."

"Sebastian, I will literally smoke all of your weed right now, if you don't tell me."

"Nope."

I sighed, "I swear to Jesus Mary Joseph and Holy Saint Patrick, I will shoot your dick off and feed it to my pet shark."

He paused, "You don't have a pet shark, darlin'."

"Wanna bet?" I challenged, my patience was running thin, "I may not have a pet shark, but nothing would make me happier than to shoot the Herpes right off your dick."

He bit down on his lip and sighed, "Fine...it's D, A, D, D, Y."

I raised my eyebrow at him, my lips curling into a smile, "Daddy?"

"shut up." His face was now glum as I typed the password into the phone and clicked on his messages.

I frowned when I noticed he didn't have any texts or calls from Sinister.

"Do you not have Sinister's phone number?"

He shrugged, his eyes focused on the road, "Not many people have the bosses number."

I paused, "you can be tracked if you make a call, right?"

His lips turned up in a grin, "you're a smart girl."

Thanks, bud.

I clicked on Afanas's name, reading through all of his recent texts to Sebastian. It mostly consisted of all upper case letters telling Sebastian to answer his fucking phone, to stop me from getting to Sinister, and death threats.

I grinned as I started a text:

What are you wearing rn? I typed, a small smile plastering my face.

He responded immediately: What the fuck? Where the fuck is Calla? Call me so I can track you.

I shook my head, Afanas underestimates my abilities.

I simply responded with

:)

He responded: Calla what the fuck do you think you're doing? Do you know how dangerous this is, you ignorant little cunt!!!

Wow, he's no fun.

Have fun jacking off to pictures of Oprah Winfrey! I clicked the phone off.

Sebastian's face was stern, his eyes glued to the road. I knew I owed this man everything, after all, he did save me when I was kidnapped. But then again, this little shit face has been spying on me this entire time, so I'm not exactly swaying towards the option where I don't shoot his dick off.

"You do know how dangerous this is, right? I really don't think you understand what's going on." His eyes were dim.

I coked my head to the side, "What do you mean?"

He sighed, "I mean, the entire time you were living in that sweet little apartment that Sinister purchased for you, you've been under the protection of the Russian Mafia. You might not have known, but there were always people watching out for you, reporting back to Sinister. It wasn't just me. There were always men following you, trying to keep you safe from the real danger. And know that you've run away? There is no protecting you."

I felt my heart sink, "I knew there was this one guy, the guy I shot at the club...but I thought that was because Sinister wanted to keep tabs on me. Why would he need to protect me? I thought the whole point of him leaving me, was to keep me safe?"

His shoulders dipped slightly and he let out a breath, "The wife of the boss, is never safe. You will always be a target, no matter where you are. Sinister just thought you'd be safer away from him. He will never be able to ensure your full protection."

I had never thought of it that way. I never knew he always had people watching me, other than having Sebastian spy on me. I honestly thought he had forgotten about me.

"We'll be there soon, I think" I said slowly
"I know I might not have done the best thing...but what's the point of loving someone, if you don't do reckless things to be with them?"

I didn't want to think about the repercussions of my actions, I couldn't. I know breaking Omertà was stupid and impulsive.

But what a terrible waste of life it would be, to always take the easy path, to never know what it is to risk everything for the person you love?

I may not be a powerful, dangerous mob boss, or a person with any power at all. I may not have the money, title, or influence like Sinister, to protect the ones I love.

I'm not perfect...I'm reckless, impulsive, occasionally self-destructive, and prone to severe spells of sadness. But I would fight, until every bone in my body was broken, to be with and protect the man I love.

Sebastian said nothing and the car was silent. I felt the wheels begin to slow down as we pulled off the freeway.

"Where are we going?" I asked slowly, my hands gripping the metal of the gun. I pulled the hood of my jacket over my head.

"We're low on gas." He shrugged as the car sped down a dark road towards a very dimly lit town.

My eyes were glued forward, watching as dark, shadowed trees flew past my vision. It was creepy, especially during the evening, this felt weird.

Suddenly, out of the corner of my eye, I saw something fly in front of our car. The sounds of screeching tires and shattered glass filled my ears as the car flipped.

My body was thrown towards the windshield, the seat belt suffocating my lungs as the car continued to flip. I let out a shill scream as the walls of the car collapsed on themselves, and all I saw was glass.

I groaned as my eyes began to flutter shut, the whole world seemed to be silent. All that could be heard was the sound of my heart slamming against my chest.

All I saw was a pair of sleek, black shoes in front of me as my eyes hooded over, and I lost consciousness with the blink of an eye.

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Not edited, because I'm in school, and I'm lazy.

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Xx -Aleksei