Welcome to the final Chapter of Mafia Mistake! Sadly this is the last chapter before the Epilogue.

I wanted to thank you all for the endless support you gave me through comical and supportive comments as well as votes.

Thank you again and I hope you enjoy this chapter.

Plus I added a song that I felt reflected this chapter

~Bella💕

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Angelo's P.O.V

Sighing, I sat solemnly at the kitchen counter, holding a cold wine bottle tightly in my left hand. I had been staring at the intoxicating contents for what seems for eternity debating how long I will keep attempting to drink my pain away.

The first month after Alessa left, I felt the impact hard, it left me lonely and yearning for her touch. But I kept telling myself everyday that she would come back soon.

But she didn't.

My heart became ice, I began to shut people out to hide my pain, I didn't want there pity or sympathetic looks. I just wanted Alessa back.

Alessa..

Her name alone sent painful pulses through my system, my heart seemed to always stop at hearing her name alone. It became painful to hear.

I began to struggle with managing the Mafia, until my father and Alonso took it over for me, seeing how distant and dazed I was, I was detached from the world.

It was like Alessa was my anchor to reality, or the oxygen that kept me breathing. Without her I couldn't function properly, knowing she might be happier without me.

Christina was currently staying at my house, after I almost drank myself to death and gave myself alcohol poisoning a month ago. She was trying to keep me away from alcohol.

I guess she wasn't doing a great job...

My thoughts were interrupted my Chrissy snatching the emerald bottle from my cold grasp, her deep ocean eyes biting into mine.

"Angelo, you need to stop doing this," she exclaimed, pouring the dark contents into the sink.

"That cost me over a thousand euros," I mumbled, earning an eye roll from my sister as she folded her arms across her chest.

"And you can buy about thousands of more with your money," she retorted back, only sighing at my blank expression.

"Angelo, I know you miss her but are you going to drown yourself in sorrows until she comes back?" She asked," I mean look at you, you haven't washed in a solid week and look as if you have barely slept."

"That's because I haven't," I replied, my gaze boring down onto my sister. Her worried expression causing her lips to thin out into a straight line as her eyes softened.

"Well at least for me could you go wash, your smell is enough to kill," she said, her fingers pinching her nose as the stepped back away from me.

Sighing I decide I comply to my sisters wishes, I had to admit that I felt pretty disgusting with the days of sweat laying in my skin.

Trudging up the stairs I retreated back to my room and Bee-lined straight for the shower.

Alessa's P.O.V

I gulped as the taxi pulled into the large and familiar driveway of Angelo's estate. Anxiety bubbled in my stomach as I quickly paid the driver before hauling myself and my miniature suitcase from the car.

Exhaling a shaky breath, I slowly climbed those marble steps, my body tingling as I felt my knees would give out at any moment.

Raising a shaky hand, I slowly knocked on the oak door, swallowing the lump in my throat as I waited.

What if he doesn't want to see me. What if he's done? All these thoughts raced across my mind as I contemplated just turning around and retreating back home.

No! You came here and you're staying here!

My intrusive thoughts were interrupted as the door creaked open, revealing a familiar face of Christina. Her eyes landed on me for a brief second before they widened in realisation.

"Alessa?" She spoke, her jaw slack as she stared at me.

Giving a sheepish smile, "Hey," I replied softly," If I'm still welcome here, I've come back, to apologise for-" I began but I was quickly cut off by a tight embrace from Christina.

"You have nothing to apologise for," she whispered, her small frame embracing me in a familiar hug, I felt a single tear make it's way down my cheek as I relaxed into her familiar embrace.

"Love makes us do crazy things," she chuckled as she pulled away slowly, her own eyes glazed over with emotion.

"Is Angelo here?" I suddenly asked, glancing over her shoulder into the vacant house behind her. Doubt clouding my mind for a brief moment.

Nodding," He's upstairs taking a shower," she spoke,"He should be out any minute." She quickly let me in, sending me a wink as I quickly retreated towards Angelo's room.

Giving a smile, Christina watched me almost run up the stairs, my heart pounding as I gained on Angelo's door.

My body trembled as my hand twisted the door handle, the door slowly opening as the familiar scent of Angelo indulged my senses.

Stepping inside, I slowly closed the door behind me, making sure I didn't make a sound. I wandered across the room, taking in various photo graphs, containing us and his family. Some of me and him, and others of just me.

He kept them all. My heart clenched as I gazed upon the most familiar picture we took together. I was laying across his chest, my eyes closed while he sported the biggest grin,his deep hypotonic eyes gleaming as he gazed downwards slightly at me.

Angelo...

My thoughts were halted as I heard the shower turn off, my breathing hitched as I heard the shuffling of the man behind the door.

My body stiffened as the door swung open, steam pooling out from the heated room as the painfully familiar figure stepped from the steam.

Angelo.

My breathing stopped all together at time seemed to slow as his eyes instantly clashed with mine. Capturing me in an eternity of a deep intoxicating ocean blue.

We stared at each other for what seemed forever, just watching each other like it was the last thing we would see on this earth.

I took in his dark wet hair that had grown out considerably in the last few moths as it lay across his face, needed a good cut yet added a extra sex appeal to his sculptured frame. His stubble danced across his chin and stopped at the scar that streaked across on his jaw. His deep eyes remained trained on me, as my legs automatically carried me towards him, as if he were a beacon.

His arms engulfed me as his lips swooped down to claim my own. My body going into overload as I felt the raw passion behind his rough kiss. As if he were making up for all the moments we missed. He stole the oxygen from my lungs until all I was breathing- was him.

I felt tears stream down my cheeks as his arms tightened around my waist, neither of us caring about the water from Angelo's chest soaking my clothes. All I wanted to feel was him. Forever.

"I missed you so much," I sobbed against his lips, his only response was to silence me with a deeper kiss. Our minds getting lost in the passion igniting between us.

Pulling away, breathless, we remained clinging to desperately each other.

"I thought you would never come back," he croaked, his voice cracking under the raw intense emotion that was flowing between us.

Looking deeply into his eyes, I felt him brush a tear from my chin.

"I realised I couldn't live without you, no matter where we are, I only need you to keep me happy," I murmured, my fingers trailing across his jaw, his head leaning into my touch.

"I'll be with you as long as you'll have me," he murmured, his forehead leaning down to touch mine. I felt his breath fan across my cheek, sending a shiver down my spine.

Smiling, my hands cupped his cheeks, my gaze staring into his.

"Are you up for being with me forever?" I asked softly, a soft smile curling at my lips. My heart felt complete again, being held in his embrace, feeling him against my small frame. My heart seemed to pound at a new strength.

The strength of love.

"Always, mio amore," he replied, his lips claiming mine for his own once again as we became lost in one another for what I wished would be for an eternity.

Forever it always will be, my Angelo.

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I'm actually teared up writing this chapter. It's been such a pleasure to write this book and I'm so depressed to see it end. But I guess all good things do come to an end eventually.

I was thinking of a sequel but not based on Angelo and Alessa. Maybe the other two struggling love birds?

Anyway, I'll see you in the Epilogue my loves! Don't forget to; Vote Comment Follow.

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Later my loves ~Bella💕