Hostile Love : An Enemies to Lovers, Reverse Age Gap Dark Mafia Romance (Souza Cartel: Matheus) by Autumn Archer & Hostile Kingdom

Author:Autumn Archer & Hostile Kingdom [Archer, Autumn & Kingdom, Hostile]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Autumn Archer Author Ltd
Published: 2024-06-27T00:00:00+00:00

21

MATHEUS

I stretch my body awake and roll over, finding the other side of my bed empty.

My stomach sinks. There's no naked, sleepy Dani to stroke.

But there is a scribbled note and a streak of blood on her pillow. As if to remind me, the knitting skin on my palm stings when I reach for the piece of paper.

Early morning training. I’ll be around.

P.S. I like your tattoo.

That was it. No signature. No girly kiss at the end. Short and to the point.

It’s still cute though. My woman isn’t the love letter type. Yet she’d left me one.

Sure, there weren’t any doodled hearts or declarations of love, but I can read between the lines. Telling me she’d be around is her indirect way of saying she’d sit on my face later.

I know it.

Part of me was annoyed she’d left without waking me first. And the fact she was outdoors in the morning sunshine––carefree and sweaty on the beach without me, while I have to play at being the big boss––nearly tipped me over the edge.

I suppose I could’ve gone for a run or wrapped my cut hand to lift weights in the home gym. Except, the lack of sleep lately must have caught up with me.

An extra hour in bed was the perfect remedy for putting me right back in the game.

Well, that and hearing those three little words I needed to hear from her. No one else. Just Daniela.

However, leaving a note on her pillow gave me a whole new perspective on where this relationship could go. The grin stayed on my face while I’d showered, stuck a dressing over the cut on my hand, stepped into charcoal suit pants, and tucked in a classic white shirt, leaving the top two buttons undone.

I followed it up with a gun holster and slotted in my loaded matte black revolver like clockwork. Concealing it with a designer blazer, I left my suite behind and headed downstairs to the pale blue breakfast room, only hearing the sound of busy cleaners on my way.

The typical hum of André’s chaos was absent, and an eerie peacefulness had my footfall echoing to the artwork painted on the ceiling.

Sitting at the oval table set for my whole family, I shook out a linen napkin and placed it on my lap. I took in the empty seats to the left and right of me, accepting we’d all need space.

But the emptiness that once plagued me didn’t seem to exist anymore. I was comfortable sipping lemon water and gazing out of the big windows at the morning sunshine.

Tomás and Giovanni were off doing whatever those two do best, and Lola had taken Leo for a walk on the beach with Daenis.

Even André’s right-hand man, Letterman, was a no show for breakfast.

While I should have eaten the food laid out before me, I read a text message from Sinéad instead.

André is out of the intensive care unit and in a private room, on the sixth floor with restricted access.

Relieved by the good news, I called Mama to check in on her, too.

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