Heart of the Mafia King

Talking

{Maisie’s POV}

I turned, making my way up to my bathroom and hopping in the shower. I got cleaned up, and stepped out of the shower drying off, and getting my arm and leg bandaged back up. I put on my black, tank top crop top shirt, and the matching pair of pajama shorts.

I grabbed my sage green robe and pulled it on, carefully making my way down the stairs. I could hear Angelo talking on the phone, but I didn’t know what he was saying. I paused, trying to decide if I should come on in or wait for him to finish talking.

Then I heard him say something that made me freeze around the corner. “What if.. when she finds out the kind of man I am.. she hates me?” He asked.

I stayed behind the wall, listening, trying to figure out what he was talking about. “Angelo, I can’t tell you what to do there.. the work you do within the family business is something that a lot of people couldn’t stomach. I think.. you should just sit down and talk to her. I know that you’ve never been great at communicating.. especially when it comes to your feelings, but you’ve gotten so much better at it over the past two years. You’re a great man, and your business doesn’t change that.. I promise you, just try to be honest with her, and maybe she’ll surprise you.” Margo said on the other side of the phone.

He sighed, leaning down across the counter. “I don’t want her to hate me bambina.. I’m not a good person.. we all know that..”

I felt my feet moving before I could stop myself and I walked up behind him placing my hand on his shoulder. He jumped slightly looking over at me, while Margo was smiling at me through the video call. “Hey, you’re a great person Angelo.. why are you beating yourself up?” I asked, keeping my face more serious.

“I’ll call back later, bye you guys!” Margo said, hanging up the phone.

“I-I.. how much of that did you hear?” He asked, standing up straight and staring down at me.

“Mostly you talking about how you’re not a good person, and Margo telling you to just be honest.” I shrugged placing my hand on his arm softly. “You have been nothing but kind, generous, caring, understanding, amazing! You’re amazing Angelo, and you may not see it, but I do! You shouldn’t talk down about yourself!” I scolded him.

He knelt down in front of me, dropping to both of his knees, he was only slightly shorter than me now. “Maisie.. I do terrible things for our family business.. I’m driven through it all with anger, and frustration.”

“Angelo, you’re a good person, I know you are.” I said, grabbing his chin and making him look up at me. “You.. you’re an amazing person, you’ve been so great to me, even when I felt like I didn’t deserve it. Whatever it is, tell me, I won’t judge you, I won’t be upset.”

He sighed, closing his eyes, I ran my hand up to his cheek and he laid his head over into my hand before turning into my palm and kissing it softly. “I like you Maisie.. I like you a lot, and if I’m honest, that scares the he** out of me..” he said, turning back, and looking up at me. “I’ve never really dated anyone.. I’ve stayed single because of my business for all of this time. It can be a dangerous profession, and I never wanted to risk bringing someone into it, so I never even attempted to take on a relationship.” He gulped, standing up and grabbing my waist, lifting me and sitting me down on the counter. “Then.. I saw you at the club, you were so beautiful, your smile, your laugh, it was contagious. I wanted to see you again.. then I ran into you at the hospital. I thought to myself, what are the chances? I asked Mikey to get your number.. I wanted a way to contact you. When he called, and I saw your eye, I was so angry.. I couldn’t believe that someone would hurt you that way. Then I heard about your ex, how he made you lose your baby, and now knowing everything I do, I’m just so amazed at how incredible you are.” He smiled down at me. “I want to try.. I want to be the reason you smile, and laugh, but I don’t think I’m good enough for you..”

“Are you kidding Angelo? I don’t think that I’m good enough for you!” I sighed. “I have a lot of trauma.. I never thought I’d date anyone again, especially with how badly everything went with Robert.. but, seeing you at the club. Then again at the hospital.. every time I see you, I find myself smiling more, being more comfortable than I have been in years. I have been dying to get closer to you.. wishing up excuses to see you more often..” I felt my face getting more red before turning away from him. “I want to try too..” I whispered.

He grabbed my face softly, tilting my head up to look at him. “I’m not a good man Maisie, I have done awful things, to terrible people. I’ve hurt people.. I’ve killed people..” he said, his eyes dark, and serious.

I ran my hand up his arm, placing it over the hand that was setting on my cheek. “Did they deserve it?” I asked, peering up at him.

“Yes.” He said, his voice deep, cold, and the same stoic expression that he often had was painted across his face.

“Then I think I can forgive you, if you can forgive me.” I said, leaning up, grabbing his head and pulling him down to my level. I pulled him into a kiss, sliding my hand into his hair and gripping it. His hands wrapped around my waist, and pulled me against his chest.

I giggled, and he pulled away looking down at me. “I’m addicted to that sound!” He growled out, pulling me back into a deep, and passionate kiss. One of his hands wrapped around my waist, holding me against him, while the other made its way up, tangling into my hair.

My hands instinctively wrapped around his neck, and found their way into his hair. I could get used to this, being close to him, being with him.. I didn’t know where things would go from here, but I didn’t care anymore, I just wanted to be with him!