Mafia's Princess

Chapter 97

Listen to this. 

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Was I in love with Christofer Luca Santobello?

 I felt my stomach drop as our kiss flashed before my eyes. I remembered everything. Every single thing. 

I didn't know what came over me but I lost all my self-control as I pulled him towards me and attacked his lips with mine. I got my hands on his shoulders as he put his on my waist, making me breath out in shock. His touch left my skin burning. I saw the smirk on his devilish face as he saw my reaction to his touch. 

"Fuck" He breathed out as I left a kiss on the crook of his neck. I smirked, my animalistic side getting the better of me.

It was too much. Too much to handle.

"I'm such a fucking mess" I whispered. He brought my chin up, making me look into his eyes. We said nothing as he took the paper and gently wiped my face. 

"You are" He agreed after a minute. 

"But a gorgeous mess" He muttered as he stared into my eyes. I couldn't help but laugh at his words even though my heart stuttered. 

I felt my headache get stronger as my body began to shake. 

"You knew you had issues! Fine! You didn't tell us. But why not take care of them yourself?" I exclaimed in anger. He started to cough again and I frowned in worry.

"I didn't find it important. We were busy with the houses and everything going on. It definitely wasn't the time to play doctor" He said as he started to cough again.

"Not important? Chris are you fucking insane? You could have something very serious! Have you at least went to the doctor?" I shouted in anger. He looked away from me and my mouth fell open.

He was completely out of his mind!

"What if something happens?" I tried to contain my voice as I made a U-turn towards the hospital.

"Fuck it. Then it had to happen" He muttered and I couldn't help but smack him with my free hand.

"Don't fucking talk like that! Do you imagine how worried Isabella will be? What about Felix and Enzo?" I said angrily. He opened his mouth ready to protest when I beat him to it.

"What about me?" I shouted. Silence followed my words as I started to approach the hospital.

"You? Aren't you just playing, Gabriella? Trying to make me fall for you?" He asked me through his coughing. I felt the hurt. It was like he slapped me. I parked the car and turned to look at his face.

"Is that what you really think of me? That everything I said and did was because I playing?" I asked him angrily. Something flashed in his eyes.

"Why else Gabriella? Why would you bring me here? Play scared and shit, huh?" He asked me angrily. The amount of anger I felt for him was unexplainable.

"Because I fucking care about you!" I shouted at the top of my lungs. The realization of my words drowned on me and I gasped. I unbuckled my seatbelt and got out of the car, slamming the door.

I leaned on the bed as I put my head down and held his hand. My tears began to pour out as I felt everything inside of me burn. I wanted to break everything in this goddamn room. I wanted to slap him awake. I wanted to shout his name. 

"Fuck" I sobbed through the tears, realizing how much of a mess I was. 

"What did they tell you?" He asked me through a cough. I shut my eyes for a second.