Page 112 of Mafia King


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Mia gets up and runs to Lorenzo.

“You’re okay.”

Lorenzo pulls her out of the room as I walk over and take Izzy’s other hand.

“She’s going to be okay, right?”

I look up at Giovanni with tears in my eyes. He glances at me, then looks down.

“Right? She is going to be okay?”

“Tesoro.” Bash steps up behind me and folds me in his arms. “She is resting. We will know more when she wakes up. Dr. Fields will be back to check on her. You need rest and food.”

My stomach growls as I realize I haven’t eaten in while.

“I don’t want to leave her.” I whisper.

“I won’t leave her side again until she wakes up and kicks me out.” Giovanni says with conviction. “She will wake up and kick me out too. She’s strong. Stronger than I have ever been. She will make it.”

“Okay. Come get me if she wakes.”

He nods and I turn in Bash’s arms and let him pull me from the room.

“I had the kitchen deliver food to the room. You can eat a little then we can rest.”

Walking into the room, I realize he meant he had the kitchen deliver a feast. Against the usually empty wall, a table of food sits. There are pastries, fruits, cheeses, and bread.

“I thought you might want to eat light.”

“Good thinking.”

I put some fruit on a plate and grab a pastry as I sit on the edge of the bed. Bash loads a plate up with a little bit of everything and joins me. I nibble as he devours his food. Once we are both done, he takes my plate and sets it aside.

“Do you want to shower?”

I shake my head.

“I really just want to crash.”

I start to peel the clothes off my body. Once I am completely naked, I crawl under the covers and close my eyes. Minutes later, I feel Bash slip in beside me. When his naked body curls against my back as his arm crosses over my middle, I sigh a breath of relief. I turn off my thoughts and drift into a peaceful sleep.

-

I awake to a soft touch caressing my side and stomach. Then a small kiss on my neck. The touch going higher, ghosting across my breast. I smile without opening my eyes.

“A girl could get use to waking up this way.” I murmur.

“Good because I plan to do it every morning.”

I sober immediately. I turn and face him.

“Ryan is gone. We have no need to continue this.”

I see hurt in his eyes.

“Is that what you want? You want to stop?”

I give him a small smile.