Bound by Betrayal (The Mafia King Captive Bride)

I felt absolutely stunning, running my finger along the beautiful heart-shaped necklace adorning my neck. It was a symbol of the deep love Mason and I shared. The shiny jewels perfectly matched my outfit, so there was no reason not to wear it, and besides not like he was going to be there anyway.

It’s a great Mason couldn’t be there since he’s a doctor and those kinds of outings aren’t really his thing. I don’t think I am ready to face him after everything that happened and knowing fully well that he is now with my step-sister, Olivia. I let out a sigh and found myself staring at the wall mirror in the room. “I wish things never went astray,” I smiled, though a tinge of sadness lingered in my expression.

However, the weight of Damien’s wealth is overwhelming, enveloping me in an aura of extravagant luxury. But beneath the surface, I’m carrying the pains and trauma that no amount of money can erase. It’s like living a double life, hiding my struggles behind a facade of opulence.

“You look great,” As I was lost in my thoughts, a tiny familiar voice from behind caught my attention. I turned around to see the owner of that angelic voice standing there, curiosity filled the air as I eagerly turned to see who it was. “You should smile often, ma, you look awesome,” She smiled sheepishly and pointed at the shiny jewel on my neck. At that moment, I couldn’t help but let out an uncomfortable cough, realizing that I had been absentmindedly smiling while tracing my fingers along the necklace.

“Hmmm,” I cleared my throat, “What are you doing here?” I asked, trying my best to hide the embarrassment that was creeping onto my face.Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.

“Mm, yeah…… I came to clear up the mess,” She was quick to reply, and giving a respectful nod, she made her way towards the door but I stopped her. “What’s your name?” That was unexpected, she looked stunned by the question. Yeks……. I know the question was somehow but what could a teenage girl around her age be doing in this blood-sucking building? Is unsafe for her, and her parents should be irresponsible in allowing such a girl to step foot in here.

“I am Aurora,” She smiled tenderly, but before I could ask my next question, a knock interrupted us. The door swung open, revealing a massive, muscular man in a sleek black suit. The sudden shift of aura in the air causes the girl to go rigid beside me.

“Good evening, ma,” the guard greeted with a slight bow, “The boss is waiting for you downstairs,” he announced, and yeks… that sudden announcement shattered my concern for Aurora, replacing it with a wave of pain and grief. The thought of being stuck next to that demon during the party is absolutely glaring and the fear of being humiliated is making me feel sick to my stomach.

“I see,” I could feel the weight of sadness in my voice as those words escaped my lips. “Please I have been ordered to get you down,” He moved aside, making room for me to pass through the door. I quickly cast Aurora a quick glance and walked out of the room without saying any more words.

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It wasn’t that long and I was downstairs, heading toward the carport where the guard from earlier had told me that his boss was already waiting for me with some of his men. The light in the compound was not well illuminated, so it was dimmed.

As I walked through the dimly lit alley, my steps echoed softly drawing me closer to the carport which was filled with men in sleek black attire, forming an enigmatic presence. Among them stood a man donned in a sleek tuxedo who had his back turned on me as he engaged in a phone conversation.

I don’t need to be reminded who the person was, my demon husband…… sh*t!! Lost in my own musings, I suddenly heard a stifled sound, causing me to snap out of my thoughts. The air crackled with anticipation as our eyes slowly locked, it was like a magic moment that defies reason. My heart fled as time seemed to stand still. So strange, his eyes, filled with an unusual intensity, held a hint of something I couldn’t quite place my finger on, and the phone that was pressed against his right ear, slowly slipped down from his ear as he unexpectedly and hungrily glanced in my direction.

I can hear the fast beating of my heart as this moment seems to send a rush of both intrigue and desire coursing through my veins, leaving me spellbound and yearning for more. The world around me seemed to fade into insignificance as I glanced at the handsome ruthless bloody mafia donned in a sleek tuxedo that matched his physique. As I neared him it seemed like we were both being drawn together by a forbidden desire. I know that I shouldn’t be attracted to him and despite knowing the darkness that surrounds him, I couldn’t help but be captivated by his presence. There was an undeniable intrigue that drew me in, even though I knew he was a murderer, manipulator, and ruthless. And a monster that has done nothing but drive joy in seeing me rot in pain still, I couldn’t help it. It was like a dance between danger and allure.

It felt like a magnetic moment, like a scene from a movie, where the charming prince eagerly awaits his bride. I never wanted this moment to end, a smile forming in my mind as I approached him. But in an instant, I noticed his intense gaze transformed into an icy coldness, and a twitch of his eyebrow twitched up revealing an emotionless facade. “I hate my time being dragged down by an insignificant being,” His voice, devoid of warmth, echoed with a brutal and chilling tone.

His words were like a dagger to my heart, cutting deeper than I anticipated. I couldn’t help but feel embarrassed, especially in front of his men, after the silly thoughts I had earlier about us. What was I even thinking? How could I expect this creature to find me appealing or have any emotions? This is a monster that I am talking about here…….. I sniffed sadly and cleared my throat while fighting back the tears that were welling up in my eyes….. This is strange!

But I am sure I felt something unusual in his eyes when he gazed in my direction, I sighed……maybe I was hallucinating, a monster can never have a soft spot.

Surprisingly when still in my thoughts, with a forceful shove, Damien pushed the guard who was about to open the door for him aside, causing my eyebrow to twitch up in confusion. He angrily swung the door open under his command and slid inside. My heart raced watching his angry demon peeking out from his actions, I swallowed hard as I summoned every ounce of courage while taking a conscious step forward. I gave the other driver beside me who was holding the door for me a quick look, I nodded acknowledging his kind gesture. As I entered inside the car, sitting beside him I could feel the weight of the moment settling upon me, sending a cold shiver to my bone marrow. My heart was beating fast as I kept stealing glances at him from time to time. This seemed like it was going to be another long night. I could feel the tension crackling in the air as the car drove off out of the compound.