THE MAFIA’S CAPTIVE ANGEL

I hurried out of the hotel and onto a rough gravel road, and the ground was hard beneath my feet. The only thing I cared about was getting away from the hotel and Jason as quickly as I could. I didn’t give a damn about the looks I was getting.

I started to hobble a little as I ran after a rock that dug into my heel and made a loud cry. I had a sudden desire to keep wearing those slippers.

I was powerless to quit. I wouldn’t quit trying. Sin needed to be made aware of what was happening, so I had to figure out how to do that.

To start with, I must locate a secure location. Jason was chasing after me, and I couldn’t let him.

I didn’t pay attention to the discomfort I was experiencing and instead looked back to see if Jason was still following me. Thankfully, I couldn’t see him. Perhaps he had given up trying to find me and was back at the hotel, trying to figure out how to avoid Sin’s wrath. In any case, I intended to tell Sin everything there was to know about him, including our shared history.

The moment I spotted a bookstore, I almost broke out in tears of excitement as my feet slapped on the cool, asphalt road. Knowing that I only had my bathrobe and underwear on, I hoped that someone would feel sorry for me and give me the opportunity to phone Sin.

I rushed quickly, using what little power I had left, and when I got there, I banged on the glass door.

“Please!”  I cried out, startling the woman inside. “Please let me in!”

She hurried over to the door and unlocked it, her eyes wide. “Que diable”

I rushed inside, nearly knocking her over in the process. “I need help. Do you have a phone?”

“What happened to you?” she asked as I hurried behind the counter. “Are you hurt? Do you need me to call the police?”

I found the phone cradle, but not the phone. I looked at her in desperation. “Please,” I croaked. “I need a phone. I need to call someone.”

The door opened behind her, and I gasped, hiding behind the woman, half expecting it to be Jason, but a sigh of relief coursed through my body when I saw Sin strolling in.

“Who might you be, young man?” the woman asked, and I was marvelled at her boldness.

“Mani,” Sin calls out, his hands in his pockets, his eyes on me.

“Do you know this young man, dear?” The woman asked, her gaze warm and filled with worry.

I moved from behind her, giving her a smile before nodding my head. “I’m sorry for disturbing your evening. Thanks for your help.”

“Are you sure?” She asks, skeptically looking at Sin, and I nod again, giving her a smile.

I walked towards where Sin stood, and he took off his suit jacket, wrapping it around my body before placing a possessive hand underneath my waist.

” Nikolai….”  I called out, hoping to explain what had happened, but the look in his eyes and the way his jaw clenched caused me to bite back on my words.

“Do not say a word till we get back to the hotel.” He stated calmly, which was the opposite of what his body was telling me. A sense of deja vu washed over me, recalling the night of my graduation when I tried running away from him.

Fear gripped my heart, and I tried to imagine what his thoughts were. Things had been going great between us, and the last thing I wanted was for us to go back to the way we were in the beginning.

I didn’t want to lose his trust again.

” Niko…”  Sin arched a brow, and all the fight left me. I sighed in defeat as we made our way out of the book shop. Once outside, Sin took my elbow and guided me toward the car parked at the front of the shop.

The drive back to the hotel was silent. I kept on fiddling with my bathrobe while feeling uneasy, stealing glances at him as he furiously typed away on his phone.

Sin grabbed a hold of my hand when we got to the hotel, dragging me towards the elevator. We got to the door, still silent, and I stole glimpses at his stony face, letting out a deep sigh.Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

Once we got into our hotel room, I heard the sound of the door locking before he yanked me around until I was facing him.

“You keep disappointing me, Mani,” he growled, reaching out to pull down his suit jacket. I yelped when the cold passed through my body as he undid the robe of my bathrobe, leaving me standing there in my undies.

Oh God, what was he going to do?

“Nikolai, let me explain.” I begged, attempting to squirm away.

“What could you possibly say?” he asked, grabbing a hold of my hand tightly. “You should have thought about the consequences.”

When his other hand drifted lower on my body, I gasped, feeling his fingers brush my stomach before he ripped off the lace pants and tore them in half. Something warm crept across my stomach, interlacing with my fear.

I swallowed against the flood of need coursing through my body.

This wasn’t the time for this.

I shouldn’t let him misunderstand what happened.

He needed to know about Jason.

” Nikolai…”

“You will remain silent,” he said, his hand curling around the scrap of pants. “In fact, I’m going to ensure it.”

Before I could say anything, he stuffed my pants in my mouth, tying the torn ends together behind my head. “There,” Sin said, dragging me inside the bedroom.

My mind imagined his powerful hands pressing me into the bed while his cock filled me up. The warmth of desire rose up, and I felt my cheeks flush.

“You have not obeyed my rules,” he said calmly as he took off his coat. “You have defied me at every turn in the short time you have been here, Mani. Can I assume this is the fight you will continue to put up?”

He began raising his sleeves when I didn’t respond. Another wave of yearning swept through my veins at the sight of him baring his muscular forearms. My eyes darted aside immediately after catching sight of a tattoo on his left forearm so that my heart wouldn’t beat any faster.

I could feel a moan tickling the back of my nose as a trace of moisture ran towards my thighs, despite having my underwear pushed in my mouth.

Why does he have such power over my body?