THE MAFIA’S CAPTIVE ANGEL

When I got no response from him, I turned to look at him, taking in the blank look on his face, and i beginning to mentally beat myself up for having ruined the happy mood we had going on a few moment ago. “You don’t have to answer…..”

“No, I trust you, Amore.”” He sighed before talking. “It was all my fault; I never really told anyone about it. About how they were able to plan a surprise attack on my dad. I trusted the wrong person, and it got my dad and I kidnapped, which ended up with my dad being killed in front of me.” He paused as if he were trying not to relieve that moment.Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

“When I was a kid, I was home-schooled and didn’t like the idea of that; I wanted to hang out with other children my age and make friends. I had an idea what my dad was into, but that didn’t change the way I feel about him; I just wasn’t a part of it. After pestering my dad for months to let me go to an actual school, he finally agreed to let me go, but only if it was a private school. I had no problem with that; I was so excited. At that time I was fourteen years old; I was enrolled in Prestigio, and that is where I met Luca and Lorenzo.”

“The three of us were inseparable; we were like the kings of the school, and we did everything together. We were the best of friends, or so I thought.”

Before I could say anything, he continued. “I knew Lorenzo was influential, but I didn’t know he was a Romanov; he refused to tell us what his dad did, and Luca and I didn’t bother questioning him since we all had our own shares of secrets. My dad and I were planning our usual trip here. I had seen Lorenzo going through my phone two days before the trip, but I didn’t read too much into it. I was such a fool; I should have questioned him, but I didn’t. I trusted him. It turned out that his dad was a rival to my dad, and when he found out I was attending the same school as his son, he used him to get to me because that was the only way they could get to my dad. My dad was the one who named me Nikolai, he said I was his victory. Which i doubt, i was after all the cause of his death. The blame, guilt, and anger kept eating up on me, that after I took over the mafia, I had locked every emotions that made me loom weak. The more I grew in the mafia word, the more people became scared of me. That was when I got the name Sinister, because I was just like the devil, to bring destruction in its wakes. Until I met you.”

“But it isn’t your fault; you had no idea Lorenzo was going to betray you. You were just a kid.”

“Yes, it is Mani. I should have listened to my dad when he told me to be careful who I trusted, but no, I was all over my head, thinking i had it all figured out. Maybe he would still be alive if i hadn’t insisted on going to a private school, instead of sticking to being home-schooled.” He yelled out; the pain was imminent in every word he said, and his eyes red in anger, and his fist clenched tight.

I moved to sit on his lap, my hands wrapping around his neck, and I pulled him in for a hug. I gently patted his back as I spoke. “It’s not your fault, Nikolai, and I’m sure everyone would agree with me. If you hadn’t gone to Prestigia, you wouldn’t have met Luca. Death is not the end; we all die. The goal isn’t to live forever; the goal is to create something that will leave a positive impact, and your dad did that. So don’t beat yourself up too much because you aren’t responsible for what happened, and I’m sure your dad would also agree with me if he were here right now”. I say this to him, hoping he understands.

My heart breaks when I feel his shoulders move up and down, and I continue to pat his back as he cries. This was the first time I had ever seen Sin pour out his emotions; it must have been painful keeping it all bottled up for a very long time, constantly blaming himself for his father’s death and feeling guilty being around his family.

I pulled back to look at my face. My hand cupped his face the way he did mine anytime I cried, and I used my thumb to wipe the tears off his eyes. He looked at me, and he moved his head until his lips met mine.

He kissed my lips before gently trailing kisses down my neck, and I moaned when he sucked a soft spot on my neck and bit down softly. I tilted my neck to give him more access.

He lifted his head to look into my eyes. “I need you, amore.”

That was all he needed to say for my hand to trail down his pants, pulling them off along with his boxers. I removed my jeans as well as my pants, leaving us both with our shirts and tops. I watched as his mouth parted slightly when I lowered myself onto him. I let out a loud scream at the feel of his dick almost ripping me open, his lips locked on mine in a passionate kiss.

I closed my eyes and moaned when Sin was fully inside me. I started moving up and down over him, rocking my hips in a circular motion. His hands wrapped around my hips; he quickened my pace and moved faster. He was thrusting at me faster and harder; I put my hand on his chest to steady myself.

“Nikolai.” I breathed as my nails dragged behind his clothed back.

I started to feel my stomach tighten, and my moan was getting louder and louder. He smacked my ass, making me want to pass out from the euphoria.

“Cum for me, baby girl,” he breathed out, and his head fell into the crook of my neck.

I clench around him as I orgasm. He moans, and I feel his dick pulse inside me before I feel him spill his seed inside me. We breathed out, pressing our foreheads together.

I pulled away from him, taking his hand, and we walked into the bathroom. We discarded our remaining clothes, stepping into the shower to wash ourselves. He pulled me closer into his embrace, holding me tight in his arms.

“Thank you, Amore, for being with me.”