Hi back again , feels like forever even though it's been 5 days .

Hope you all had a great Christmas !!

Thank you all for the votes, it makes my day when I see so many people reading and voting on my book! So thank you 😊

Anyway let's continue shall we?

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Angelo's Pov- 6 months later

Tonight is the night , I thought, bouncing on my heels .

It had been officially 6 months since Teresa and I had been dating , and I could only described it as : Perfect.

Everything about Teresa made me happy, from her perfect smile and the way her eyes glimmer, to even the cute beauty mark she has on her thigh .

I love all of her, unconditionally .

Our first dates had begun at a fancy seafood restaurant. Where I idiotically spilt win down my shirt , making myself look like a fool , while she actually found it amusing .

I met her parents and she met mine . Pleasant people who seemed more than happy with me being with Teresa.

Then , came the time when she discovered my 'job' as such , probably not the way I imagined her to discover the information either .

Flashback

I closed the door with a heavy sigh, leaning my back against the door as I ran my fingers trough my hair.

What a day, I thought.

Lets just say it was an eventful one as such.

First, one of our trainee's forgot the safety wasn't on, on one of the guns and fired it at Rico hitting him in the thigh, causing him to end up in hospital cursing like a sailor.

Too be honest, it was an amusing sight to see such a built man on the floor crippled from a bullet.

Then, one of my men had cocked up on one of the payments to our gun supply, leaving to get my arse chewed out by a middle-aged pissed business man. He and my father are the only men who can actually scare the shit out of me when pissed.

All I wanted now was to go upstairs and get a well earned kiss from Teresa.

Huffing, I began to walk upstairs when I heard I screech, my brain going into an alert mode, I bolted up the stairs and into our room, from where I heard Teresa yell.

Barging through the door, I stopped only to find Teresa with her back to me, shaking uncotorably while looking down at something in her hands.

Quickly scanning the room, I relaxed when I saw no threat, but only became mildy confused.

"Teresa?" I asked quietly, walking slowly over to her.

When she didn't respond I reached out to touch her shoulder before she spun around, backing away from me. Her eyes where red as tears ran down her face , her eyes only reflecting I never wanted to see in the eyes of who I loved.

Fear.

Looking down at her hands, I saw the gleaming metallic object sitting in her innocent hands.

My gun. My spare gun , the one I had placed in my drawer, obivoilsy forgot to take it out when Teresa moved in a couple of weeks ago. I felt my heart almost stop at the sight before jumping back to life at the sound of Teresa's voice.

"What is this, Angelo?" Teresa asked, her voice coming out shaky .

Staring down at the gun, I swallowed slowly before glancing up at her eyes.

"A gun babe, but let me-" I began but she quijcly cut me off.

"Let you explain! For the past couple of weeks you've sometimes come home with brusies and cuts over your face Angelo! And something tells me this gun has a part to play in it," she seethed, her eyes still reflecting fear but also hurt and anger.

Flinching a little I took the gun away from her, placing it on the bed, and making sure sfatey was on.

"You deserve the truth, Teresa," I began, looking deep into her eyes, "But before I do, I want you to know that I would never hurt you, ever."

Sniffling, she slowly mad eher way over to the bed while I remained standing, my pounding heart the only audible sound in my ears.

Slowly, I began telling Teresa about who I was, and what my profession was. Her eyes only widened more as I went along , to the point they were almost popping out.

I let out a slow breath as I finshed, glancing at her , her eyes where glazed over slightly as if she were trying to process this information.

"Teresa? Babe, please talk to me," I said, my voice coming out soft and quiet. Slowly, I made my way over to her, sitting down beside her I took her delicate face in my hands, turning her gaze towards me.

"Jesus Angelo, you've killed?" she asked, her eyes wide her voice expressing fear.

My heart clenched, it hurt so much to hear her speak like that, even worse , about me.

Nodding , I heard her suck in a deep breath before rising up, walking away from the bed.

"Teresa?" I asked, standing up myself.

Shaking her head she stepped further away from me, towards the large window, wrapping her arms around herself she looked out.

"How can I sleep next to a killer Angelo? How can I trust you? You've kept something from me before, what stops you from doing it again?" she spoke, her voice cracking in between.

Taking a deep in take of breath, I would have gotten onto my knees to beg her to stay with me, but I didn't.

"To be honest , I don't know. All I know Teresa is that I would never hurt you, nor let anyone hurt you, I would get down on my knees to beg you to stay, but I do understand if you do want to leave Teresa, but please know, that, I love you, so much," I said, those three words slipping off my tongue so easily and carelessly.

But what I had said, was true.

I love her...

Turning around she glanced at me with wide eyes.

"Please, Teresa, give me a second chance, I will make it up to you, hell, I'll even get rid of the business for you, anything to keep you by my side." I continued, slowly walking up to her ,until our bodied were mere inches apart.

Taking my face in her hands, her soft fingers curled around my cheeks, caressing my stubble.

"Do you enjoy what you do?" she softly asked.

Nodding, I only gazed at her.

Glancing down, she sighed before returning her gaze back to mine.

"I wont allow you to stop doing what you enjoy most Angelo, it just scares me that one day you wont return, not that you handle guns, or that i'll be around them, I'm worried for your life, I don't know if my heart could take that hit," she whispered.

Giving a small smile, I gently placed my hands over hers.

"My dear you do not understand, if I'm on the field, I will always be protected, I have my men, and," I said before leaning down to her ear," A bullet proof vest, as well as the best gunman skills in the mafia business," I finished.

Giving a small smile, Teresa looked up at me again, her eyes full of fresh tears.

"The thing is Angelo, no matter who you would've been, I would have still stuck by your side, because I love you," she whispered, a single tear drop rolling down her soft cheek.

Wiping away the tear, I look into her soft hazel eyes.

"So you wont leave?" I asked, by heart blooming in my chest.

Smiling, she crashed her lips against mine, I felt her smile against my lips.

"Never, I'll always be yours," she mumbled, her soft lips pressing possessively against mine .

Smiling against her soft lips, I pulled up closer, holding her waist close to mine.

But sometimes, an always doesn't last forever.

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So that was part 2, part 3 will be the final part. Hope yu enjoyed this part, until next time. Later!

~Bella~