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"I never did either," I admit, "but life is unexpected. And sometimes, you just have to go with what feels right."
Xavier takes a deep breath and looks me in the eyes. "I'm not going to stop seeing her, Antonio. I can't."
I lean back in my chair, exhaling slowly. "Neither am I. We'll just have to figure out how to make it work."
Xavier nods in agreement before falling silent for a moment. "But what if she wants both of us?" he asks, his voice barely above a whisper.
My heart races at the thought, and I can feel the heat rising in my cheeks. "Then we'll cross that bridge if and when we come to it," I say firmly, knowing that it's not an easy situation but that we'll face it together.
Xavier takes another swig of whiskey, his expression thoughtful. "You know," he says after a moment, "this could either be the biggest mistake of our lives or the best thing that's ever happened to us."
I nod in agreement, knowing that he's right. "It's a gamble we have to take," I say, and Xavier nods in agreement. We both sit in silence for a few moments, sipping our whiskey, lost in thought.
Suddenly, Xavier looks up at me with a mischievous glint in his eye. "But if she does want both of us," he says, a sly smile playing at the corners of his lips, "we're going to have to figure out how to share."
His words make my blood run hot and I can feel the familiar stirrings of desire deep within me. The thought of sharing Mia with Xavier is almost too much to handle, but I can't deny the excitement that comes with it.
I return his grin with one of my own. "I'm sure we'll figure it out," I say, feeling a sense of anticipation building within me. "With the way she was talking earlier, I'm starting to think she won't mind."
Lucas walks in as we're chuckling, some of the tension finally relieving itself. Of course, Lucas can never seem to loosen up.
"What's so funny?" Lucas asks with a raised eyebrow, his eyes shifting between Xavier and me.
Xavier takes another swig of his whiskey before standing up and motioning toward the door. "Nothing, nothing. Need a drink? How was she, by the way?"
Lucas snorts derisively and crosses his arms over his chest. "As if I believe that," he says bluntly. "You two have been acting like lovesick puppies around Mia since she got here."
I bristle at his words, but Xavier puts a hand on my arm to calm me down. "We're not going to apologize for our feelings," he says firmly, his voice leaving no room for argument. "And we'll do whatever it takes to protect her, even if it means putting ourselves in danger."
"And so will I," he bites back, crossing his arms. "Including distancing myself from her. The two of you need to cut your ties with her before things really do go too far."
My eyes roll back automatically. "Sullivan, you're overreacting. As usual. We can handle it."
We aren't just a part of a mafia. We are the fucking mafia--and the strongest one in Vegas, at that. Who would be stupid enough to cross us?
"Look, I'm just trying to be realistic here," he says through gritted teeth. "If you actually care about her, you'll let her go."
Xavier nods in agreement, "We understand the risks, Lucas," he says, his voice calm and measured. "But we're not just going to abandon her when she needs us the most."
I can feel the tension rising in the room yet again as Lucas and Xavier lock eyes. The air is thick with unspoken resentment and frustration, but I know that both of them are too stubborn to back down.
"She's gonna get caught in the fucking crossfire, but you two are too busy rubbing your dicks together to realize it," he snaps before stomping out of the room.
Xavier and I share a look. "Someone needs to get laid."
19
MIA
Iwake up the next morning, taking in the plain and empty room as I sit on the edge of the bed. There's no trace of my own belongings here, and last night I ended up borrowing some woman's pajamas from Lucas.
"Here," he'd said awkwardly before setting them on the empty dresser beside the door. "Until we can get you your own."
It's a weird feeling, being surrounded by unfamiliar things and relying on items from strangers. Even weirder knowing that my life is in the hands of people I barely know.
As I sit there, I can't shake the conflict inside me. On one hand, I crave a normal, safe life where I don't have to question everything and everyone around me. But on the other hand, there's an undeniable attraction pulling me towards Antonio, Xavier, and Lucas. It's like my heart is being torn in different directions, leaving me in emotional turmoil.
Deciding I can't stay in the room forever, I get up and make my way through the halls, hoping to find the kitchen and grab some breakfast. The smell of coffee and the promise of food are a small taste of normalcy amidst all the chaos.
