Bound by Betrayal (The Mafia King Captive Bride)

My gaze widened in horror, and I felt the life drain from my soul. My world seemed to grind to a halt as my heart raced wildly, pounding in my chest like a drum. My body trembled violently, my limbs shaking with fear. I stared back at him, my mouth agape, but no words escaped my lips. I was frozen in terror, my voice caught in my throat.

What is going on? How did he know?

What is he talking about?!

More like he read my mind, he instantly clapped his hands in the air, the door opened and I watched one of his men walk inside with my purse.

Alexander took the bag from him and opened it. My heart kept beating hard, and my mouth kept flapping open and close, like a fish gasping for air. Yet no word left my lips, I felt numb.

Oh my goodness, this can’t be happening.

I trembled hard as Alexander pulled out my hospital card, his lips curling into an evil smirk as he stared into my terrified face. “Congratulations, preggy,” he taunted, his voice dripping with venom as he tore the card into pieces. “It’s a shame to end this beautiful soul before it can even take a breath,” he sneered, his words stabbing me like a knife.

The tears I’d been holding back finally burst forth, streaming down my face as I looked down at the pieces of the cards on the ground. I swallowed hard, trying to stifle my sobs. I shot him a fierce glare, my glassy eyes gleaming with rage.

“You’ll regret this!” I screamed, my voice hoarse with anguish, my veins bulging in my forehead with rage as tears rolled furiously down my cheeks. Glaring at him, I spat in his face, the saliva hitting his smirking lips with a satisfying splat.

“You will regret this!” I yelled, but my words were immediately met with a swift and stinging slap across my face. The force of the blow sent shockwaves through my skin, and I felt my own taste of blood in my mouth.

“YOU BLOODY BASTARD!” Alexander growled, his face twisted in rage as he grasped my hair, yanking it hard backward. Causing a sharp pain to shoot straight to my scalp, making my eyes water more.

“I have been lenient with you but don’t make me end you before that bastard will reach here,”

Gritting my teeth, I curled my tied fists behind me. The pain was excruciating, yet I was powerless to do anything. My hands and legs were chained up, rendering me helpless. “You bastard!” I shrieked at him.

“What are you waiting for? Kill me already!” I spat, my anger and frustration boiling over.

I will endure everything but not my baby!

He simply laughed, his eyes gleaming with sadistic pleasure. “Not so soon,” he said, shaking his head. “Where’s the fun in ending you right now?”

He pushed my head away, slowly cleaning up my spit on his face with a handkerchief. As he squeezed the fabric, he tossed it back at me with a smirk. I swallowed hard, glaring at him.

Now I see why Damien wants him dead by all means.

Nobody deserves to die but not for someone like Alexander. Sebastian’s words now made more sense to me – Alexander was a backstabber, a monster with no remorse for his actions.

“Let’s call your bastard husband and see his reaction first before making any move,” Alexander hummed, his cruel smirk irritating me as I watched him pull out his cellphone from his pants pocket.

My heart started beating very fast, will Damien come here? This is a damn trap! Alexander’s evil words kept bouncing back and forth in my head of wanting to lure him here so as to end him. I felt a surge of fear and anxiety, my breath catching in my throat.

“Please God,” I stammered, desperately fighting back tears.

“Please don’t do this!” I begged, but it was too late. The call had already been answered.

And instantly, I let out a scream as Alexander intentionally stepped on me, his foot grinding into my skin as he took a few steps forward, his eyes shining with a wicked smile.

I couldn’t make out what Damien said on the other end of the call, but Alexander’s mocking laugh sent chills down my spine.

“How nice was it to hear from you again, brother?” Alexander said with a light, mocking laugh. “And oh yes, I do have your sweet wife with me,”

I knew the depth of their animosity, and I could only imagine the venomous words Damien would spit in response.

Alexander paused, turning to me with an evil grin. “She’s doing wonderfully… for now,” he added, his smile twisting into something even more wicked and sinister.

“Oh, you don’t want anything to happen to her?” Alexander taunted, his voice dripping with sarcasm. “Hahaha, so sad I can’t guarantee her safety!”

He took a step closer to me, his eyes glinting with malice as my heart raced with every step he took. Stopping in front of me, he put the cellphone on loudspeaker, and I could feel my anxiety spiking.

“Oh, your sweet wife can hear you now,” he said, his voice heavy with sarcasm. “What do you have to say to her, dear husband?” He laughed hard, clearly enjoying the situation.Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

I swallowed hard, my dry lips trembling as I hesitated, waiting for Damien to speak first. I knew he would be furious, but I had gone to see my father, not Mason. But now I feel so scared because this bastard will try to use me and destroy him.

I wish he wouldn’t come.

“Ashley,” Damien’s deep voice sounded from the speaker, causing me to instantly lift my head. My tense shoulders relaxed ever so slightly, almost unconsciously.

“Just don’t be scared, I’ll get you out of this mess,” he reassured me but I was quick to shake my head, tears streaming down my cheeks as I pleaded, “No, this is a trap! Please, no!!”

I blurted out all at once, but Alexander’s stinging slap shut me up quickly. I screamed in pain, but my cry was cut short as his men rapidly taped my mouth shut. “Ashley…. You bastard, what are you doing to my wife?!” A lone tear slipped down my eyes, hearing Damien yell at the other end.

“You remembered how you killed my woman and my unborn child?” Alexander asks impatiently, his words rolling off like that of a broken man.

“You traitor,” Damien’s voice remained impassive, “I never touched Zuri nor your child.”

“Enough of this crap!” Alexander snarled angrily. “Expect to see her piece by piece, her body parts scattered in front of your house in less than 24 hours,” he threatened, his words dripping with malice.

I trembled slightly at his cold words.

“You can’t do such,” Damien snapped at him. “Take her out of this!”

Smiling cruelly, Alexander scoffed with a silent nod of his head. “It’s a pity to let you know that both your wife and your unborn child will cease to exist in less than 24hrs…”

“What are you talking about?” Damien had barely finished talking when Alexander immediately ended the call and turned to glare at me.

Tears pricked at the corners of my eyes, and a stinging pain flickered across my face. My heart skipped multiple beats as I felt another piece of my heart chip away.

He shouldn’t have told him about the baby, and now he knows.