Chapter 230 : I Love You

Chapter 230 : I Love You
Chapter 230: I Love You 

Jessica 

“Do you think I will?” Lucas asked and I nodded my head.

“Yes,” I mumbled.

“I owe him, I owe the Rizzos as thousand debts as they owe us.” He rubbed his jaw.

“I won't go after him, I don't want Sophie to go through that.” I stayed quiet.

“She never spoke ill of you, you know? She would catch herself, correct herself but she never said you were bad.”

“Evelyn knew me better than anybody else, even my brothers. She was a friend, maybe the best one I had ever had. I didn't mean it to ever turn romantic but I am somewhat of a fool.”

“You slept with her because she was beautiful not because you felt anything else.”

“Yes,” he admitted, looking a bit ashamed and then that expression was gone. The canvas turned back to white.

“All I am saying is that she loved me as much as my brothers love you.” He looked at me. I looked away from him, love? 

“I see, you don't return the feelings.”

“I feel for them, romantically but I don't know if I love them and this is not about me.” I could feel his eyes on as I said that.

“We had a brush with death today, all of us, some fell down. In this mafia, this happens, you may be the most protected person but you still are always in danger. So, it is better to do what you want today rather than tomorrow.” I looked at him.

“What do you mean?” 

“Evelyn told me a few things about university.” He rubbed his jaw.

“She really wants me to convince my brothers to let you go. She really wanted that for you.” 

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Callan POV 

Lucas's rage didn't quieten and the Rizzos sent all of the men of our mafia back who were stationed at the territory in body bags. 

Months passed, Jessica grieved, hiding in the pleasure we gave her. Anything to ease her suffering, we gave it to her. And then she asked for it, the thing we were scared of but knew was coming. Evelyn’s wish 

“I got accepted at the University.” She announced and I looked at her. The letter was spread on my table, her eyes were shallow, holding next to nothing. She had not only lost Evelyn, she had lost her sisters and her family and all of us too.

“I am happy for you.” I muttered. I was heartbreakingly happy. She looked at me and then looked at Logan who stood near the window of my office, sunlight falling on his face.

I squeezed my eyes shut, I had given Emma a quick death, unable to do more even though I should have. She put her hands on the table, bowing her head. 

“She wanted this for me.” 

“Do you want it?” Logan asked. She hesitated and then nodded. I cleared my throat which suddenly seemed to be closing up.

“Okay, then.” She looked at me.

“You know..” she walked towards me, rounded the table and settled herself on my lap.

“Me leaving does not mean I am leaving you two.” She said and Logan stepped forward.

“It doesn't?” She set her head against my chest.

“I think, I…” She lowered her head again.

“Not taking time for granted, my mother's death taught me that and Evelyn’s death reminded me of it, of just how incredibly fragile life is.”

We didn't speak, letting her sort her thoughts out.

“I don't want regrets, so I want to go. I don't want regrets, so I just want to say that…” she sighed.

“I…I.. books make this seem easier.”  I smiled, kissing her neck.

“Would it help if we said it first?” 

Her eyes shone, the first show of true happiness since everything went down.

“Do you two..

“I love you,” I said.

“I have for a long time without even realizing it.” I kissed her palm.

“I love you with every bit of my madness.” I added and long picked her up, setting her on the table. He tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear.

“I love you, Jessica.” He set his forehead against hers.

“You are the only one who…” hd took her hand in his. 

“Completely wrecked me.” He completed his sentence.

“I do, too.” She whispered.

“I love you and…” she looked at me.

“I love the both of you so much.”


“We want to take you out tonight.” I said, pulling her back flushed against my front.

“Where?” She asked.

“A club.” Logan replied, taking her both hands.

“Dancing, really?’ she sassed.

“A bdsm club.” Logan said in a deep voice, causing her movements to stall on my hold.

She was deep in thoughts, frozen in place but she  didn't immediately dismiss or reject the idea and she looked intrigued.

"We can just go and look if you want, we don't have to participate." I added, making her feel like she was still in control.

She chewed at her bottom lips for a second or two without saying a word.

"But I don't have anything to wear." She said sweetly, giving us a smile over her shoulder. There is she, there is our girl.

"Already taken care of, baby girl. I called a local boutique to send over a rack of dresses and lingerie. It is in your closet, pick out whatever you want."

The drop of her jaw was adorable and she quickly planted a kiss on our cheeks before disappearing into the room with an excited smile.

"That went better than I expected." Braton said.

"I am just interested to see how she is going to react, Honeybee club is way more intense and most of the shit is going to see will be brand new to her." I said, hoping that it wasn't going to be too much for her.

A few hours later, we walked up to the club with Jessica between us in the most mouthwatering dress I had ever seen her in. It covered but the elaborated lingerie she had selected peeked out, putting itself on display for us and I could barely contain myself. The lights were low and there was a purple glow to the front room as we entered the club 

Jessica's eyes were as big as saucers as went through the legalities of the club membership. She scanned the room and everyone who was entering.

"Are you okay, sweetheart?" I asked into her ear.

"Ummm, I am a little nervous. Did she say cages?" She asked innocently, hearing some whispering in the background.

Logan and I exchanged looks and smirked at her words but tucked her between us so she would feel more comfortable.

"Don't be nervous, we have got you and remember we don't have to participate tonight if you don't want to. You make the rules." He reminded her, wrapping one of his massive arms around her waist and pulling her close.

We made our way through the bar and lounge area, leading her but letting her dictate where we went.