Chapter 295
Luca’s POV
“Armani? What the fuck? Was this all what was in your head all these while?” I asked almost
immediately, shaking him a little for emphasis and I watched as he finally shrugged his shoulders a little
after I was done shaking him a little.
“That wasn’t the reason why I sent you away, the fuck?” I breathed out, allowing my eyes to slide close
for a few moments.
“That wasn’t the reason as to why I sent you away at all, I sent you away because you’ve never really
been made for this whole mafia lifestyle, and also because I wanted you to finally be free of everything
rting to this life which you hated so much since you were little. I wanted you to finally live a normal
life, that was why you got sent away.” I paused after a few minutes.
“And I feel bad, I felt so bad about not having your phone number or any means in which I could use to
get to you all these while…” I trailed off and dragged in a deep breath into my lungs, feeling my chest
expand a little.
“I felt so shitty each time it was my birthday, because the person I loved the most in tne world was in a
faraway country and I was unable to speak to you and I didn’t know how you were going to react to me
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suddenly caking you for someone as irrelevant as a birthday, and I always feel equally bad each time it
was your birthday aw well, it was like a cycle that always repeats itself each year, and each time it hits,
I’d get really low and sad.” He paused and puffed out a shaky breath and I squeezed my eyes close in
the next moment, feeling a stab of pain slide straight into the middle of my chest as his words slowly
sank into my head.
“I didn’t know…” I started to say at first but ended up trailing off as soon as I noticed that Armani’s eyes
had started to water. I closed the distance between us and took him into my arms once again, and like
expected, it started to break my heart as soon as I felt him start to quietly sob against me.
“I’m so sorry, Armani.” I started to whisper as I brushed my fingers through the material of his shirt
which he currently had on. I held him close against me, at this point, I was already somehow in sync
with his body size and height in my arms due to how much we’ve been in this same kind of position
countless times today. It was like both our bodies and soul were trying to make up for lost times bt
akways seeking each other out this way. At this point, I wasn’t sure I could be able to count the amount
of times I’ve taken him into my arms in a firm embrace since the moment I’ve set my eyes on him back
at the airport, thiste evening.
“I’m so sorry, so so sorry.” I started to speak once again, voice low as I allowed eyes to slide close for a
couple of moments.
Armani only sniffed audibly and burrowed into me even more and I found myself tightening my hold
around him in the next moment, as I made to start to speak once again.
“I’m so sorry. So sorry because i didn’t know o was hurting you that way, I just thought I was protecting
you and giving you a life you deserved, I didn’t know I was also hurting you that way.” I paused for a
moment and tugged him out or my embrace to hold him around his shoulders, and I felt my heart
squeeze against the insure of my chest as soon as his reddened eyes locked Witt mije. After a few
moments. I was able to continue to speak. “Now that you’ve pointed it out and I’ve been able to think
about it and see it from your own perspective, I see how much I had also hurt you when all I had
wanted to do in the first ce was to make you happy and keep you safe and away from this mafia
lifestyle that you’ve always hated since you were really little.”
“It’s okay.” Armani finally started to speak, a fleeting moment after I had stopped talking. I stared at him
wearily, noting how deeper his voice sounded due to how rapsy it had sounded.
“I really mean it, I’m so sorry, and I wish there’s a way I can be able to make up for it.” I paused and
tugged him forward a little before continuing to speak. “Is there a way? Is there something I can do for
me to make it up to you? I’ll do it instantly, all you have to do is to say tne word.”
“Luca.” Armani called out after a few seconds, voice low but still sounding deep and raspy. His eyes
were still red rimmed but I was a bit relieved that there weren''t any tears sliding out of it anymore.
“I was serious when I said that it was alright. I’m for real, I literally have nothing against you.” He
pointed out almost immediately, shrugging his shoulders a little as well.
“I know you’d easily forgive me. It’s you after all.” I started to quietly speak after a couple of moments
“No, it’s not even about that. It’s about the fact that you obviously didn’t purposely do a thing to hurt me.
So of course I can’t be mad at you. I wasn’t even ever genuinely mad at you though, you know? It was
just always pain and hurt and regret, but never any kind of actual anger channeled and directed
towards you.” He finally started to speak once again, blinking countless times at a point and I felt my
inside start to tighten uncontrobly when I had thought he was trying to fight back tears.
“You didn’t purposely try to ever hurt me, and you’re obviously feeling so bad about it, wheb in reality,
all you had wanted to do was to make me happy and to keep me safe.” Armsni continued and paused
to sniff a little.
“So, I’m not mad at you or anything and there’s also no reason for you to think I’m mad at you or
something like that, because that’s not the case at all.”
“Are you sure?” I asked really slowly after a couple of moments had passed, and after I had managed
to quickly pounder on all what he had just said. After I had thought about all that he had just said, I
realized that he was actually right. It was never actually my fault and I was really thankful that he had
ended up maturing into a really smart young man like he was at this very moment.
“Yeah, I am.” He responded and when I kept on staring at him, he huffed out a deep breath and tugged
himself out of the hold I had on his shoulders.
“I’m serious, Luca. It really is alright.” He reminded me after a few minutes had passed and I waited for
a little while at first before slowly starting to nod my head at him.
“Are you sure you aren’t still silently ming yourself?” I heard him start to challenge after a couple of
moments and I nodded my head at him instantly.
“I’m not.” I said to him with a smallugh spilling out of my mouth the next moment.
“Alright.” He finally supplied, still staring at me like he didn’t fully believe my previous response.
“You know. I’m really d we both had this conversation.” I started to say after long minutes had
passed, and at this point, Armani was slowly taking off his shirt. He paused at thest piece of button
he was supposed to pop open and lifted his head up to stare at me. In the next moment, he was
abandoning what he had previously been doing and was shrugging his shoulders a little, right before he
started to speak.
“Me too, to be honest. I really needed that closure even though I didn’t know I needed it until this very
moment” He admitted softly, staring into my face as he spoke.
“I’m d we were able to talk about it this way, and that we were both able to air our sides of the point
of view and other stuff.” He continued after a few moments, and as soon as he was done speaking, he
was back to unbuttoning the rest if his shirt buttons all the way until he started to shrug the shirt off his
shoulders.
“It was obvious that we both had different looks and takes on some things which had only managed to
create different unnecessary thoughts in our heads. So I’m really d we were able to talk it out, since
it’s been stewing in our hearts for a really long time.” I paused and lifted my head up to gaze at Armani
as soon as I was done speaking, and the first thing I noticed was that he waspleted naked waist
upwards and the second thing i had instantly taken note of was that he was ripped.
Ripped like, really ripped.