/Eliana's POV/
I didn't believe in anything he said. Especially on the part that he actually trained to be a mafia. Through out our relationship, he'd always hated the fact that my family belonged in a mafia. It's hilarious that he thought I would believe that he trained to become one.
The other thing was that, my father told me about the day. I know how my dad threatened him to leave me, and how he handled it. My father can be anything, but a lier. He won't lie to anyone even it cost him his life.
"Breakfast is ready," he came into the bedroom wearing a beautiful smile.
"Is it a pancake?" I raised a brow.
"Yes," his smile was contagious, yet so dangerous. I don't know what hidden agenda he has behind that smile.
"Good," I breathed out before leaving the bed. I didn't notice that I was naked this while time, knowing that I hate sleeping without a cloth, let alone cuddling with another man.
