THE MAFIA’S CAPTIVE ANGEL

I heard the sound of the door opening but didn’t bother checking who it was until a familiar scent of cologne hit my nostrils. I hurriedly sat up from the bed, and there he was, standing beside the door, his eyes hooded. His predatory eyes, remained on me, unwavering with no emotions

I stood up from the bed, moving to where he stood, my eyes pleading for him to trust me. Uncontrollable tears left my eyes when I saw him after so many day.

“You have the audacity to cry in front of me like a victim when you are nothing but a whore.” I winced at his words as he shouted at my face.This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

“If you think for a second that your tears will change anything, then you are wrong. You better save them because I plan on making you suffer,” he said, gripping my cheeks with his hand. I was looking at his eyes-the dark orbs that I adored the most, which only had admiration and pride for me once. But now all I could see was anger and hatred in them.

“I hate you, Normani Parker. I loathe your existence. I can’t even stand looking at you; you mean nothing to me. Absolutely nothing,” he said, clenching his jaw. “Was this your revenge, to hurt me for taking you from the life you once knew? Or had it been planed by the both of you, to weaken my resolve.” I shake my head, crying.

“I’m going to make you scream in such pain that you wish you were dead, but I won’t give you death even if you beg for it.” He tightened his grip on my cheek.

“Nikolai,” I pleaded, my voice shaky. “Just let me explain; please just let me explain once.”

“What could you possibly say to justify what I saw? You know, I didn’t want to believe it when I saw the picture, but then you proved me wrong.” Each and every word he said was like a dagger in my heart. I knew I deserved it; I betrayed his trust, but I just wished he would give me a chance to explain myself.

“You betrayed me, Mani; you betrayed every trust I had in you. You betrayed me!” He shouted the last sentence.

“Why did you do it, Mani? Why. ” He shouted again, to which I just lowered my gaze, tears pouring down my eyes, and I tried to control myself to steady my breath.

“Answer me, damn it. Why?” he shouted at my face.

“I wanted to tell you about me and Jason.”

“You and Jason!” he shouted in a dangerously high voice.

I started shivering badly from all the crying and all the anger he was emitting. He seemed like a different person. His eyes were full of hatred and anger.

“Yes, we knew each other in the past, but that was it. Nothing happened between us; please believe.”

“Believe you; you want me to believe you. I found you naked underneath him, and you say there’s nothing between the two of you.” He spat, and his face hardened.

“I was waiting for you, and when he came into the room, he planned all this, so please Nikolai. I would never do this to you.”

“You played a nice game; I give you that. You made me believe you wanted the relationship between us to work, but all along, you were whoring yourself.” I winced again at his words.

“Why, Mani, you don’t like being called a whore? That’s what you are, after all. a whore” All this time, I was just looking at his eyes, searching for the person who would do anything just to please me, who would hurt anyone that looked my way in a bad manner, but he wasn’t there; it’s like he never existed.

He gave me one last look before shoving me roughly to the ground, and I did everything possible not to land on my stomach. I watched him stare down at me with so much hatred and anger. I knew he wouldn’t trust me again, and I doubt he ever would.

How was I supposed to tell him the truth? How was I supposed to get him to listen when he wouldn’t even believe a word I said? I watched his retreating back as he left the room, locking the door from outside.

I can’t let him go; I need to sort out whatever mess and miscommunication there is between us. Jason wasn’t working alone. I remembered him mentioning a bitch, but who could it be? Who would go to this extent just to cause a rift between Sin and me?

I must get to the bottom of this; crying won’t solve anything. I need to find out who is behind this, and I can’t do this alone if I am trapped in this room. I need Samantha and Zoey’s help; they are the only ones I trust.

I wiped the tears off my face, feeling determined.