Xavier POV
I stared at my grandma's house for a while, trying to convince myself it was just a matter of time—once she believes Scarlett is my wife and accepts her, she will finally agree to go through with the surgery.
She needs a heart transplant, but she has refused to take one unless I quit being a mafia and settle down, like have a family of my own.
As much as it sounds easy and nice, it feels more like an impossible dream than a reality waiting to happen.
Such things were never meant for me.
And I can't even quit being a mafia— it's not in my hands or anyone else's.It's something that has been stamped into my life for eternity.
I fucking hate this world.
I just hope my Pony will be able to pull this off. I don't want anything to go wrong.
My grandma is the only one I have. As much as I hate to admit it… she means a lot to me, more than anything.
I shifted my gaze back to Scarlett. She was being dramatic as always—looking like she had never seen a house before.
