Cinderella and His Mafia Leaders✅

Chapter Four (Edited)

"You both are being dicks." I told them, and both men shot their heads in my direction before one of them burst into a fit of laughter.

"Now that's something you don't hear every day." Cayde cackled, hard eyes going soft as he looked from Wolfe to me. "I think you just got hotter, I like a man who can stand up to me. God that makes me weak."

I saw Wolfe roll his eyes before I hit the laughing man square in the chest before giving a glare to the other. His eyes were still hard and glaring at Cayde and it took me hitting him too, for his eyes to finally cast down to me and soften. "Like I said, you're both being dicks right now. So what I'm your soulmate, that means crap to me if you two are fighting over me like some damned prize. Can't you learn to share, soulmates share soulmates at this point. Now stop being children and man up if you both wanna keep me."

"Baby Boy," My insides heated up at the new nickname. "Don't...I get we're not keen on the idea of sharing and you're stuck in the middle of us, but I don't think sharing is really an option for that one."Cayde answered.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Wolfe growled.

"Exactly what you think it means." Cayde growled back. "I can put our shit aside for him and for the goddamned fact that you and I are soulmates, too. It's you who's not willing to give a damn. This last week has been proof enough of that."

Wolfe scowled but said nothing. I just moved back to my food, if I wasn't so hungry right now I'd protest more but right now food was more important than their petty fighting. Cayde slid beside me and rested his head on the table beside me, eyes watching me as he rested his head on the side of the counter as he asked in a soft voice. "Will you be eating that all?"

I shook my head, looking down at the casserole dish. "I don't think so, I don't eat much as it is. This will be a couple of meals for me. I say about four or five meals, maybe more depending on how I feel or how hungry I get."

He frowned. "Is she really that cruel to you?"

My eyes widened. "How did you kn...how did you correlate that to my eating habits?"

"Remember I'm friends with your brother." Cayde sighed heavily, pushing himself to sit back up. "I remember hearing a lot of stories from him. How he would have to sneak you food every now and then. Or how he'd have to let you out of your room at night just for you to have range of the house for a few hours. Though he never mentioned you by name, I always thought that he was being overly dramatic. Seeing you, it's all starting to make sense now."

I looked down at my food, and in my peripheral vision watched as Wolfe moved to lean against the island counter to listen to us. "She's made me walk to school on multiple occasions, which is a forty minute walk, might I add, or she'd make me miss the day entirely when I do something to upset her. Food and not feeding me is another punishment which is why I have perishable food in my room and a small mini fridge that I had to have Sawyer help sneak in. I have all that too for the amount of times she's locked me up in the attic."

"And you can't just leave?" Wolfe finally spoke up.

I looked up to meet his gaze. "If neither one of you know, I'm not eighteen for another few weeks. And the money my father left me, I don't get access to until my birthday. So even if I wanted to move out, I'd have to find a job which isn't possible without putting down a place of residence. A place of residence isn't possible without money. I wouldn't be able to afford anything, living on my own, let alone an apartment. Besides that witch is still my legal guardian until I come of age, she won't let me leave even if I tried."

"I think having two mafia soulmates might help with all those problems." Wolfe mumbled softly. "We can help in whatever way you need. And if that means packing you up this weekend and moving you in with us, then so be it. In fact I'd prefer it."

"As would I." Cayde agreed.

"Do you both live together?" I questioned looking between the two, already knowing the answer but needing to hear it anyway.

"No," Cayde looked up, meeting Wolfe's eyes. "We haven't since I stopped being his bodyguard."

"So you'll still be fighting over who I'm with, will you not?" I questioned. They both went to protest but stopped short when I stood up, speaking over them. "I'd rather stay here."

Of course that earned protests from both men.

"Hell no, I'm not letting you stay here after the way you called me." Cayde growled, body bolting up from how he was sitting at the counter.

"How about we compromise?" Wolfe spoke leaning forward, eyes hard as he thought. "We get a house, one that all three of us have to share. Would there be a problem with that?" The last of the questions were directed toward Cayde who shook his head.

"No problem on my part." The other said with a raised brow. "Though I'm a bit surprised you're willing to compromise like this."

"Just because I hate the thought of us sharing a soulmate doesn't mean I'm heartless." Wolfe mumbled under his breath.

"Yeah, that's the only reason you'd be heartless." Cayde agreed sarcastically before sighing heavily. "There still runs the problem of where he stays until we find a house. He can't very well stay here after what happened tonight. I don't feel comfortable with that and I'm sure you don't like it either."

"Who said there wasn't a house available?" Wolfe smirked. "Remember we are mafia after all, I'll have us one within the hour. And if I can't get one within the hour then I'll have one by tomorrow and one of us or both of us could just stay here."