The Mafia Princess Return (Talia) novel Chapter 227

Talia’s pov.

After I took the shower, I got dressed in some clothes I found in a closet in the room.

I guess Cillian must had gotten these clothes for me, and even though I hate the man, I can’t be wandering around commando you know.

So after I made sure the door was locked I went to sleep in some pj shorts and singlet.

If I know my family, they have all been listening to the recording and they will be waiting in Boston. I believe in them and I trust in them

to be there.

So I need all the energy I can have for tomorrow. And I know it’s gonna be fucking painful walking or running with the wounds to my

thighs but I don’t have a choice.

I have to get back to my family, my guys. I miss them more then anything.

I need to be back in all my six guys arms, I feel at a loss being so far away from them.

Sleeping in a bed without them, everything feels wrong, like a huge part of me is missing.

I miss the way they look at me like I’m the only one for them.

I miss feeling their warmth, their comfort, the safety they make me feel.

I hope and pray that Theo is okay, I know this is hard for him.

Same with Declan, Nico and Luke. Other then Theo those three are my most protective brothers and other then Theo they are my favorite

brothers.

But shush don’t tell anyone i said that. It’s honestly crazy how far or should i say deep our sibling bond is.

Declan have become like a second twin to me. Me and Nico had a rough start but he have seriously changed and show me that he never

want anything bad to happen to me and he want to do anything to keep me safe.

He also have picked up when I need comfort, and when I need space. He knows how to make me laugh but also when I’m not in the mood

for joking around.

Luke… Like have truly become a big bonus brother. Sometimes I feel he know me better then I know myself,

And other then my guys and Theo he and Nico is sharing top spot on who I’m most comfortable with.

I need to get back home to them. I had promised them all that we would go after the Irish together at least if I wouldn’t just let them

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handle it by themselves.

But now… I’m in the middle of the lion’s den alone. I know they can get the information from me but it makes me feel a bit weird when I don’t get any response you know.

Like if anyone would hear my conversation they most think I’m crazy for talking to myself.

So after I had taken the shower and got dressed for bed, I went to bed and dosed off.

I didn’t get a good sleep though, I felt like I was sleeping with one eye open incase Cillian did something and didn’t keep his word to

leave me alone.

But when I woke up the next day, I took a shower and got dressed in some black thighs, a dark gray singlet and a dark gray zip hoodie.

I found some comfortable black tennis shoes and black socks and I put my hair up in a ponytail.

It honestly look like I was going for a workout but I want to have comfortable clothes on if I have to make a run for it.

And that’s what I will do. Even though I have the wounds on my thighs I will have to bite through the pain and run as quickly as I can

out of there.

I have to pray that someone is still listening to the recording and will guide someone to where I am when I tell them.

I look at the clock on the wall and it’s almost 9. I then look out the window and see we are close to land and a dock is getting into view.

I hear a knock on the door then see someone try to open it but I still have it locked.

“Baby girl, please open up, we are about to reach shore.” I hear Cillian trying to sound loving through the door.

I truly don’t want to open that door and look at his ugly face, but I know if I will have a chance to get away from him I have to.

I walk over to the door and unlock it, and it didn’t take long until Cillian open it up and walks in.

“Good morning my sweet princess, hope you have had a good rest?” Cillian said with a bright smile on his face.

“Sure, but can’t wait to feel solid land under my feet, I’m truly getting sea sick.” I lied faking I was feeling unwell.

My plan is that he will think I feel too unwell to try anything, so he will let his guard down.

And to make the lie even more believable I run into the bathroom with a overdriven limp, close the door and force myself to throw up.

I know it’s not a good thing to do, and especially when I don’t really have anything to throw up but I have to sell this.

After i throw up I go and brush my teeth’s again before slowly walking out, truly taking the whole sea sick lie.

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Pretend I’m stumbling a little and holding over my stomach.

But it seems like Cillian is believing every little thing. I look at me worried before he carefully walk over to me helping to guide me to a

chair in the room.

Even though I hate his touches I have to pretend I don’t care so he truly think I’m to sick to do anything.

“I’m so sorry Baby girl, if I would have known you get sea sick, I wouldn’t have chosen to go by boat. We will be at land soon.” He said

rubbing small circles on my back.

“Thank you, I just need to feel solid ground under my feel, and I’m sure I will feel better. All this rocking back and forth is doing a

number on my stomach.” I said weakly leaning more into his touches.

“I got you Baby girl, you will feel solid ground any minute now.” Cillian said pulling me into his chest hugging me.

“We will dock at Hingham yacht club, I know the owner there, then we will have a proper breakfast and hopefully that can ease your

stomach.” Cillian said with his loving tone.

“Thank you.” I said weakly again.

Honestly if i didn’t know what sick man he truly was, I would think he could actually be a real great person, but his possessiveness makes

him truly ugly, and even though look isn’t everything he’s also not much to look at.

“I will go and make sure everything is ready for us on land, then come for you.” Cillian said before kissing my forehead and walked out.

“Hope you guys are ready” I whispered determined.