MY Possessive Mafia Men novel Chapter 182

Chapter 182: He Is A Great Guy 

Chapter 197. He Is A Great Cary 

*Yuck what she will think, if the doesn’t like it, I will quit. It is about time I started using my new bachelor’s degree in the field it is meant for anyway.” Andy mutteredt 

He got his degree in economics three years ago. He had just not applied for any job yet. It would be sad if he would eventually quit the café. But there was no further work, that is why he chose a poorly paid cafe. It was always meant to be a job for us to help with school, 

but we shouldn’t work there when we didn’t have to. 

“You should,” I nodded. 

“After all, you didn’t study your ass off for four years for your certificate to collect dust on your wall 

“Fine, I will start looking for jobs.” He mumbled. 

“Soon,” I urged him, making him laugh. 

“Yes, I will start next week, mother.” He gave me a smile as he bumped my shoulder with his. 

“Hey, what Ben said to you, I hope you don’t believe a word he said. Those men are crazy about you, they wouldn’t have jumped through all those hoops to be with you if they weren’t. Yes, the things they did weren’t the best way to show their interest, but at least it shows how three insanely hot men panting after your luscious ass should weigh far more than the words of one ugly guy.” A laugh escaped me. Yes, Ben was an ugly guy. 

“No, I didn’t believe him, but that doesn’t mean that it didn’t hurt.” I admitted, my fingers absently playing with the strings at the end of ⚫ the blanket. 

“I know, it did. If someone had said that to me about James,it would hurt me too. Even knowing James wouldn’t do that to me.” 

We sat in an easy, but thoughtful silence until the front door opened, and James walked on, reminding us of the movie we had forgotten to pick out. 

“I got us a little of everything, with how urgent Andy made it seem in his text, I figured it was a binge eating kind of day.” James said as he dumped the entire contents of the bag onto the table. 

He had really gotten a little out of everything, including several different chocolates, a tube of ice cream and skittles. 

“You are the best.” I groaned, already reaching for the package of milk dubs that was practically calling my name. 

It was weird how easy it was to distract myself with snacks, eating my feelings and all that. It was probably not the best way to deal with shit, but it was better than the alternative, crying it all out. 

“Hey!” Andy protected loudly as he faked being offended. 

“I thought I was the best.” He muttered. 

“Correction, you were the best, but you weren’t the one who brought me snacks.” I teased. 

“Yes, baby. Did you hear that? You just got replaced because of some milk dubs.” James joined in on the fun. 

“But, it is okay. You are still my number one unless Angelia wants to share some of her milk dubs?” 

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Chapter 182: He Is A Great Guy 

For the chance to be your number one, hell yes, I laughed, handing the box to him. Andy gave us both the stink eye, 

“You guys are evil, absolutely evil. And for that, I will pick out the movi and I can guarantee you won’t like it one bit.” 

He was right, the movie he had ended up choosing was so bad that it was funny. And by the end of it, my cheeks hurt from all the laughing. It ended up being the perfect escape from reality, being with them redirected my focus for precious hours, and it was blissful not to be constantly stuck inside my head. 

Both of them ended up walking back to my apartment, but only Andy fellowed me inside. Once again, James gave us some privacy. He was so stealthy in the way he did that, that he probably didn’t think I noticed how thoughtful he truly was. But I did. 

“He is a great guy.” I commented as we walked up to my floor. I had already checked on my phone to see if it was safe, albeit covertly. 

“I think so too,” Andy muttered. 

“So, you approve of him?” He asked and I smiled. 

“I really do….” I cut myself off at the sight of a package by my apartment door. 

It wasn’t one of the boxes like the two other gifts I had gotten. Instead of a plain box, this looked to be hand wrapped in red–wrapped paper and the package was soft. I could already feel the earlier glow of happiness was off me, and new fear grabbed ahold of me. I quickly looked at Andy, hoping he hadn’t seen the package yet, but the grin he was sporting led me to believe he had seen it. 

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“James is waiting, you should probably go back to him.” I hinted, wanting to get him far away from the package. 

“Fine, but you will call if you need anything, right?” He gave me a look that said the only answer to his questions was yes. 

“Yes, I will call you.” I nodded. 

“Now go be with your man.” I urged him, but still he hesitated.