Claimed By The Mafia Don (Ariella and Asher) novel Chapter 48

Chapter 48

“No, she’s not!” I snapped, and then I realized my mistake, seeing the look in my dad’s eye.

“I’m sorry, Dad. But Asher Wouldn’t do that to me… he loves me.”

My dad looks at me. His eyes are filled with pity and sympathy.

He ignores my outburst and says, “Since Asher’s not picking you up today, just get ready. I’m late. I gotta go to work and drop you off on the way.”

“Okay,” I say, about to leave, but then he holds my hand and says,

“From what I know, Asher is at home. He’s fine. He’s got his phone with him. If you’ve been calling and he’s not picking up, take this as a sign-a way for you to let him go.”

I nod numbly.

“I’m sorry,” he says as he kisses my hand and then silently walks out of my bedroom.

The moment he closes the door behind him, that’s when it all crashes back to me-that nothing has happened to Asher. He’s okay. He is fine. He’s just ignoring me.

Why?

I sit down and start trying to think about it. Just yesterday he was calling, he was texting. He came all the way here. He told me he left work for me… and then all of a sudden, he’s ignoring me?

I don’t know how long I sit there wondering why he’s suddenly ignoring me. Wondering if my mom’s right. Maybe Asher found out what the deal is with his dad and he’s trying to give me space. Is that it?

But no, it doesn’t make any sense. The way I know Asher, he wouldn’t act that way.

Something’s not right.

Right then my dad knocks and asks me if I’m ready. I sprint to the bathroom and have the quickest shower of the century. Then I get dressed and find my dad downstairs already about to leave me.

He’s mad I made him late, but I’m his little girl. He’s not gonna say anything. He just kisses my forehead and takes my hand as we go towards his car, and he takes me to university.

When I reach there, I go through my classes, but the whole time… I’m thinking about Asher.

I’m not proud about this, but I have been calling Asher non-stop and the messages… I should feel bad. I should feel embarrassed for all the calls and the messages I sent him. By now he should just block me for how embarrassing it has been.

But he hasn’t done that.

It’s almost like he’s enjoying making me run after him. But I don’t care, because I’m doing this for us. He doesn’t know that I’m fighting for us.

I check my period calendar again-today and tomorrow-I have the highest chances of pregnancy. It’s my observation. I either have to sleep with him today or tomorrow, I have to. So it seems like I’m gonna have to go

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hunt for him wherever he is. I decide this as I leave for my last day of class.

My dad comes to pick me up. The whole way home, I am so distracted. He tries talking to me, asking me if I’m okay, asking about my school, but I answer him absent-mindedly because all my mind is on Asher and how I can get to him.

He’s not picking up my calls, he’s not answering my messages, but I am working on a tight window. This is the

y time I have to do this when I am ovulating. By next month, it will be out of my hands. I’ve got to do this now -today or tomorrow-and I’m not wasting the chance for this.

This plan has to work. I am doing this.

The moment we get home, I rush upstairs to my bedroom and start thinking about how I can find him and I get an idea. So I started calling friends from my school who were in the same circle so I could find a way to get Luca’s number.

Luca is Asher’s best friend. We have hung out a few times with him because the two of them are so close, and I know the only way I can reach Asher is through Luca.

I know Asher probably won’t like it, to know I have Luca’s number or that I reached out to him, but I don’t care. Because I’m desperate.

It takes excruciatingly a lot of hours and calls for me to actually get Luca’s number-like, seriously. I know his father is a consigliere, but still, he’s like… he’s a ladies’ man. I shouldn’t be having this hard of a time getting his

number.

But then I was given his other number, which wasn’t available, until finally, I got his private number.

I called him, and he didn’t pick up. I was starting to think like-this wasn’t gonna happen. That it was going to be the same as with Asher again. I was gonna call, and he wasn’t gonna pick up, again.

But then, just as I was about to call him again, he sent me a message.

‘Little Ari, To what do I owe the pleasure of your call,’ the message wrote.

I don’t know why, but the first thing I did was laugh. That was Luca for you.

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