Bound by Betrayal (The Mafia King Captive Bride)

She forcefully yanked her wrist from my grip, and I watched as she quickly moved away from me, creating a small but noticeable distance between us.

I snarled, my eyes fixed on her as she poured the wine into the glass tumbler on the table. Her seductive gaze met mine, intensifying the tension in the room.

Holding the glass, she sauntered towards me, her perfectly slender legs on full display. Ignoring the palpable tension in the air, she stopped right in front of me, a seductive grin playing on her lips. Her eyes sparkled as she extended the glass towards me.

Glaring at her with a mix of anger and frustration, I couldn’t stand her misplaced confidence any longer. In a fit of fury, I forcefully knocked the glass out of her hand, the sound of it shattering against the floor echoing through the room. Without hesitation, I grabbed her chin, my grip tight and commanding. But to my disbelief, she let out a seductive triumph, her voice dripping with desire. “Come, Damien, I love my men rough,” she whispered, her words making my face twitch in disgust.

My eyes hardened further, my grip tightening roughly around her chin, leaving no doubt that it would leave a bruise. She winced, a gasp escaping her lips. “I asked you a damn question, you bloody slut!” I spat out.

She smirked and scowled at me, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “Stop acting all tight as if you don’t like what you see,”

My grip released from her chin, and in a fit of rage, I instinctively grabbed her neck, squeezing tightly. “Damien…!” she screamed, her hands desperately trying to pry mine away. As the struggle ensued, the bottle of wine she held slipped from her grasp, crashing to the ground and shattering into pieces. The crimson liquid spilled onto the floor.

“Who are you working for? Who sent you?”

I snapped, my breath cold and minty, fanning her cheeks. The intensity of my presence caused her body to instantly tense up, as my dark demeanor made it clear that staying close to me was no longer safe.

“What the heck are you talking about?” she glared at me, her nails digging into my flesh. “Let me go!” she demanded, her voice filled with desperation.

And immediately, those innocent green orbs flashed through my mind, piercing my heart as Eros’s words popped into my head repeatedly. I instantly released my grip on her, tossing her away as if she weighed nothing, causing her to land on the floor. “Ah… ugh,” she groaned in pain, rubbing her neck where my grip had left its mark. Fearfully, she crawled away from me to the other side of the room, her eyes still filled with a mix of anger and fear as she glared at me.

My gaze remained fixed on her, unmoving, as my mind wrestled with a storm of complicated emotions and conflicting thoughts. At that moment, a dark desire surged within me, an intense craving to strangle her to death. Snarling, my eyes transformed into a cold, piercing stare directed solely at her.

“Now!” I growled, my voice dripping with anger. “Start talking,” I snapped, causing her to involuntarily flinch, clearly taken aback by the intensity of my words.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing, Damien?” she blurted out, her voice filled with irritation as she yelled at me.

This motherfucker!

“Who the hell paid you to write those articles online?” I demanded, fixing her with a deadly glare that caused her to quiver. But, to my surprise, she flashed me a mischievous grin before speaking up. “Why are you doing this? I know you called me here for us to have our moments together,”

Damn this woman! Is she crazy or what?

I glanced at her, my expression remaining impassive. “Talk!” I growled, my voice filled with impatience.

“I love you, Damien,” she cried out, her words catching me off-guard. I stopped in my tracks, my gaze widening as I processed her confession. She wiped away her pretentious tears and slowly took seductive steps toward me. “I’ve always loved you, Damien. Is it so hard for you to notice?” she cooed, her voice dripping with longing and vulnerability, the quiet room amplifying her soft tone.

“I love you, Damien. I did everything just to get your attention. Just give us a chance, have me,” she pleaded, closing the distance between us. Her breath tickled my neckline as she sensually purred, her words filled with desire. “Claim my body, please, and make me yours.”

She did everything just to get my attention, really? She ruined my plan. And made me threaten my wife!NôvelDrama.Org © 2024.

I snapped my head at her in anger, my gaze narrowing on her. My body burned with rage, and dark thoughts surged within me. Part of me wanted to smack her face, to release the anger that coursed through my veins. But another part of me wanted nothing but to strangle her instantly.

And before I knew it, I roughly choked her to the wall. She gasped, her eyes widened as she shrugged to free herself. “For the last time, who paid you?”

“No one paid… me,” she scowled, her breath heavy and labored.

“Don’t fucking lie to me!!!” I shrieked, choking her deeper till I could see green veins pop out by the side of her head as she continued fighting my grip. “I…. I… am serious, no one paid me,”

“I know everything… everything about how you got married,” she blurted out, her words rushing out in a heavy breath.

She knew everything…… the word echoed in my head, how could I have forgotten that she is Daniel’s daughter and of course part of their wretched family?

“What do you intend to achieve by doing that?” I asked, my gaze darkening as my grip tightened.

Fighting my grip, her glossy eyes gleamed mischievously as she laughed at me. “I… I have told… hmm,” she coughed, struggling against my rough grip.

“Hmm… Please,” she cried out. Glaring at her, I pushed her to the floor. “Now, start talking,” I demanded, my voice filled with frustration.

Rubbing her neck, she coughed and panted heavily before tilting her head to look at me. “I… I told you that I love you, Damien,” she said, her breathing heavy.

This fool!!!!

Doesn’t she realize that I am married to her sister?

I shot her a cold stare, my voice filled with icy resolve. “I am married to your sister,” I stated firmly.

But instead, she laughed, still rubbing her neck, as she waved off my statement. “Both of us know that it was just based on a mere contract. There isn’t love there,” she taunted, grinning mischievously.

“Watch your tongue or you will have me cut it off,”

“I love you, Damien, that fool doesn’t love you……”

Before she could finish her sentence, I felt my hand connect with her face. She let out a scream of pain as her head snapped to the side. Holding her swollen cheeks, she turned to glare at me with anger in her eyes. “She loves someone else… She doesn’t love you. If she truly loves you, then why does she still have her ex’s gifts?”

I stopped in my tracks, my anger flaring up. “What an obsessed fellow, damn it!” I muttered under my breath, frustration evident in my voice.

I think I just have to end her here. I took fierce steps toward her as she crawled back in fear but instantly the door was bashed open and Eros rushed inside. His eyes widened in surprise as he took in the scene before him – the half-naked girl with swollen cheeks and my intense demeanor. Shaking his head, he quickly moved to intervene, preventing me from taking any further action.

“I told you to wait outside,” I barked, “Why are you here!” I snapped, turning to look at him but seeing the worried look on his face. I stopped to face him.

He leaned forward and whispered, “We have a bigger problem right now,”

“What are you talking about?”

“Our warehouse at the outskirts of the city was burnt down,”

My eyes widened in disbelief as I processed the information. “WHAT?” I exclaimed, my voice filled with shock and confusion.

“Pasito just called now,”

“To the car!” I roared, my voice filled with urgency as I hastily made my way out of the room.

Hurrying to the parking spot in anger, I suddenly felt a soft, feminine hand wrap around my waist. “Damien, I love you!”

Growling thunderously, I turned to see the same woman from the VIP room. My gaze darkened with anger as I furiously grabbed her hand. Suddenly, a camera light flashed, but I wasn’t in the mood for that right now. “Don’t be unfortunate!” I forcefully pushed her to the floor and quickly made my way inside the car.