Yearning For The Badboy Mafia’s Love

I don’t know how long I have been leaning on the door, but all I know is that I’m hurting.

Chase’s behavior is just unpredictable. It hurts me even more hearing him say all those words.

If I can push back the hand of the clock, I’d wish I never developed feelings for Chase in the first place.

Now, I have to do everything to prove my love for him. I don’t care if he’s a Bad boy or a good boy.

All I know, Is that I want to be right by his side in whatever he does. I don’t see myself giving up on him easily.

I have never imagined myself falling this hard for someone like Chase but here comes Fate, with the least expected.

Over these days, I have try to avoid having such discussion with him because I wanted to believe the hard truth that he doesn’t even feel a thing for me.

But hearing him say right there that he loves but can’t protect me makes me want to believe something will definitely happen between us.

A knock on my door startled me, I stood up and opened the door and it was Tyrell.

“Can I come in?” He asked politely, I sigh and just walk back inside the room leaving the door open for him to please himself.

I have alot to think about now and I feel like I’m going to hurt myself. I wanted to be away from here, away from Chase and away from everything that will remains me of him.

Maybe he’s right when he says we’re from two different world.

I don’t stand a chance of being his woman. His heart is still for Madison and he had lost his trust in himself.

“Are you okay?” Tyrell asked me and I turn my head to look at him, then nods.

“Why are you here?” I asked him.

“Because I want to show you something” He told me.

I look at him and sigh. “The promise I made to you earlier.. I can’t help you anymore and I’m really sorry about that” I said to him but he chuckles.

“You had a fight with Chase, again?” He asks and I nods.

“Yes. And I feel like this is all my fault. He’s my Boss and I came here for debt, I shouldn’t have let myself fall for him. Even if love happened, I should’ve kept it to myself” I muttered.

Tyrell draw closer to me and hold my shoulder. I felt like crying.

I don’t think I need anyone’s sympathy as it hurts even more.

“It’s good you told him about it though. Whatever that happens next is not your fault. You need to give him time” Tyrell said.

“You think so? We’re both from two different world. I’m hurting” I told him.

“He told you he can’t be with you because he can’t protect you right?” He asked me and I nods slowly.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

“How did you know?”

He didn’t answer and take his hand off my shoulder. I look at him and arch my brows demanding for him to answer my question.

Tyrell sighs and stood up. “Don’t worry about me. I’ll talk to Chevy to give me more time” he said and made to leave but I stood up and stop him.

“Tyrell.. what are you hiding from me?” I asked him and he refuse to look at me, more like he was feeling guilty.

“Nothing. You don’t have to think too much, by the way.. you should get some rest.” He told me and without hesitation, Tyrell walk out of my room.

I stood there and watch him walk away shutting the door behind him and then I sigh.

Everything is annoying the cramp out of me. I lowered my head and sit on the floor again.

If Chase doesn’t trust himself about protecting the one he loves, then is it worth my love?

I’m just a good little girl and he’s the bad boy Mafia here.

I look at the door again and felt this urge to open it, get out of this house and drink as many bottles of alcohol as I can.

But I can’t.. I’m allergic to alcohol.

I stood up and step out of my room then walk to Chase’s room. I slightly open it and walk in.

I already know Chase is out. That’s the best he can do, he always leaves the house after an argument.

It hurts.

I brought down the box I saw in his room earlier and opened it then bring out Madison’s picture from it. I carefully close back the box and keep it back then walk out of the room to mine.

Staring right at the smiling picture of Madison. I suddenly feel this weird feeling of being jealous of the died.

It’s just like Chase is like this because of her. She made him what he is today.

She’s the reason he’s like this.

My grip on the picture tighten and I just drop it on the floor and went to sit back on the bed.

My mind drifted to Charlotte….

I don’t know why I believe that Charlotte knows alot..

Maybe it’s because we both hate each other and can’t stand each other or maybe it’s because her aura is so bad that I can’t point a finger at what’s on her mind.

Charlotte have loved Chase for many years, they grew up together and she have always crushed on him so hard that even when he started dating her twin sister, she still loves her.

What if I’m going to end up being like Charlotte? Loving Chase and at the end of the day the love is not returned…?

He just stated it clearly that I should get rid of whatever I feel for him.

How easy will that be?

When I have to wake up each morning, seeing the man I love right before me but having to remind myself always that he can’t be mine?

He must have been like this because he believes Madison died because of him and he’s yet to find the killer.

There was silence as my brain seems to stop thinking and for a while… Everything was blank and the only thing I could imagine, is Charlotte being Madison’s killer…!

That doesn’t make sense? Why will I think such deep thing ..?

But if Charlotte loves Chase right from childhood and is still loving him, she’s determined to make him his but can she go as far as killing her sister for love?..