MY Possessive Mafia Men

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Chapter 163: We Treasure You Chapter 163: We Treasure You Angelia

| couldn't, the words felt like sharp glass as they left my mouth, cuttingup inside and makingchoke. My

thigh stung as | continued pinching myself, doing everything in my power not to cry. | had done a lot of crying

this week and | didn't want to be that kind of vulnerable right now with them around, not if | wanted to keep

what | was hiding a secret.

These men, they readlike no one had ever done before. If | didn't keep everything together, then they would

know that something wasn't quite right with me. That was how good they were at reading me. | bit my lip as |

forced myself to meet each of their eyes. If | had to cause them any pain, then the least | could do was face up

to it. It wasn't something | could hide from. Kingston, not surprisingly, didn't show much emotion, at least not on

his face. His hands, however, were his tell, just as | have learned. When he clenched them like he was doing right

now, it was either to keep himself in check or he felt something he didn't want to share with anyone. Throughout

the years, he had mastered stone-cold facial expressions but the fists clearly indicated that he was at least

feeling something. t and his eyes held both disappointment and acceptance. From the start, he had taken their

mistake on his shoulders. When | had gone to talk to him, he had askedto blhim and not the other two

for their mistake. He was the kind of guy who there was no way in hell | would have ever been able to be with

the other two without having him taken. It was impossible to choose between them and | didn't want it. It was

Marshall, though that it especially hurt to look at because he was always so open with everything he was feeling.

He rarely hid, like Kingston, where he shared next to nothing or held back like Riccardo. Where he showed a little

but not the full extent of his emotions, no, Marshall showed it all. Everything abo about him conveyed his

sadness, the way his eyes shone and his eyebrows furrowed somewhat, the slight frown on his face, the sigh

escaping as he registered what | had said. It was all there, even in the way he held himself, with his shoulders

slumped more than usual and his back wasn't as straight as it usually was, as if he was losing the strength to

hold himself up. His openness hurtespecially. Shit, | hated the person who was trying to interfere with my life

and life choices. | hated going against my own feelings and hurt not only myself in the process but the men |

cared about as well. But that was why | was doing this, wasn't it? So that the only hurt they would eel was s the

kind that would heal, | knew they cared aboutbut was it worth losing everything they had built? Their jobs

and their reputation? Or maybe even their lives? "If that is how you feel..." Riccardo began, his voice heavy.

Riccardo's jaw was clenched, his mouth pressed tight des ahead of his own. If he could have secured the

happiness of his best friend and mine, he would have done it without hesitation, even if that meant he would be

left behind. That was what he had suggested, but who put others others' happiness

as | didn't want to, | nodded. Still pinching myself enough to cause a bruise. Instead of agreeing though,

something else slipped from my lips. "I don't know if | am ready to end it yet but | need a break."

As

|

much as

I didn't know where the suggestion was coming from, | had chere to end things but my mind suddenly had

other ideas, it was always like this with them so | shouldn't be surprised. My thoughts turned a bit hazy in their

presence. When | mentioned that we would take a break i instead | of ending things, the atmosphere

immediately brightened some. Marshall let out another sign, this tin relief. Riccardo's face softened and

Kingston's hands uncurled. | don't know if it might have been best for them if | had just ended it right away

because | had no clue when or even if we would be able to be together again. But it seemed that as selfless as |

was, | also had a few egotistical traits as well. | wasn't ready to call it quits, | still had hopes that the situation |

was in would fix itself soon enough. "What would this break entail?" Marshall asked.

"Umm, space and tforto understand what | want to do."

| was pulling words out of

f my a**, bullshitting like a pro. It didn't feel good, though.

"Alright, we can give

you

that." Riccardo agreed.

take as much tas you need." Marshall added.

"Ylooked at Kingston, seeing if he had something to say but all | got was his heavy gaze. Not really unusual so |

didn't react to it.

"Do you wantto pause your membership?" Riccardo asked.

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| mean, if you are not planning on using it while we were on a break, that is?"

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| could tell they were holding their breaths, anxious to know if | would visit the club while we weren't together. As

if I could even think about being in the dungeon or participating in a scene with doms that weren't them. That

won't work. "Well, it is your money, you use them as you see fit but | won't cto the Pleasure Palace until |

have decided on us."

It was a slight dig at him, but it wasn't said with any anger. When | had found out about everything they had kept

from me, | had also learned that my membership that was supposedly sponsored by an anonymous person was

actually sponsored by the three of them. It would have been a kind gesture had they been upfront about the

membership, but how I had learned about it madefeel more manipulated than thankful. At least, | did at the

time. He nodded as if that settled things. "Then | will pause i it until you are ready to cbac

back."

"I should probably go before it gets late but | want you guys to know that | appreciate everything you have done

for me. | will... umm." | bit my lip as | tried to express how much | had loved being with them.

"1 will

| have experienced with you people and always know that it meant the world toand it still does."

It felt lays treasure ev baby c

was

saying

"We treasure it just as much,

I just

gir

hoped | w

| wasn't.

It is a break until I get everything sorted, not that | know how | will do that but until then, it is just a break, if all

goes well. 1." Marshall said tenderly, his eyes a mix between hopeful and sad.

Hopeful that this wasn't the goodbye it felt like it was, and sad be it did sound like a goodbye. | felt the same

way.

"If you ever need anything, anything at all, we are only a phone call away." Riccardo said, unknowingly echoing

Andy from earlier today. "Thank you, | will keep that in mind." | rose from my seat but paused when Kingston

spoke up.

"I will drive you back home." His tone brooked no argument.

"You really don't have to do that, I can just order a cap..." | tried to object but the steely determination in his

gaze madetrail off in acceptance. "Well," | muttered, looking at Riccardo and Marshall.

is it." | said hesitantly.

"I guess, this is i

"For now," Marshall added rather decisively, as if he was allowingto space but when that was over, o wasn't

so sure they would letgo if | wanted something more than just space | started walking towards the door

before | stopped and turned back around, thinking of something. "Riccardo?" | called.

"Yes, bunny?" He replied.

Bunny, oh my goodness. My heart danced beneath my ribs, still adoring their nicknames for me

"Thank you for fixing my ceiling and shower." He had never actually said he was the one.

"How did you know that was me?" | gave him a smile.

"You were one of the two who knew about the shower. My landlord would have never done it and you were the

one who had cared enough to fix it."

Too bad | didn't realize that before this morning, if | had been with them when | had gotten the pictures, then

maybe, maybe | didn't have to keep they would have seen it themselves. "Goodbye," | said with a heavy heart as

| followed Kingston out the door.

The sound of the door shutting felt final but I tried to shake it off. | had been through much these past days and |

was just being tic. I just hope.