Bound by Betrayal (The Mafia King Captive Bride)

Damien

Beep beep………

Beep beep……….

I let out a frustrated sigh, groaning as I reached over to switch off my notifications, stopping any other message from pumping in. I needed a break from the constant influx of messages.

Out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of the woman beside me. Her face was a mix of confusion, nerves, and fear. My blood boiled, and a surge of anger consumed me. At that moment, I couldn’t help but entertain the most outrageous thoughts – like smacking her senseless and squeezing the breath out of her. I was absolutely fuming, my anger reaching its boiling point.

*** Flashback****

“You got married without informing us, son!” Standing in the sitting room upstairs, I stood beside the window fuming in anger. My cold gaze fixed directly on the woman who gave birth to me as I watched her angrily go on and on with her nonchalant rant, fueling my frustration even more.

“I asked a simple question. Why did you bring up her name? What do you hope to achieve?” I lashed out, but my father swiftly chimed in, ready to interject.

“Don’t you dare raise your voice at your mother, she’s right! Do you have any idea how humiliated we felt out there? The mocking smiles on the faces of those who despise us,” his face reveals both irritation and disappointment, though he tries to conceal it.

“M……Mother,” I chuckled in response, but his expression remained unamused. “So, this is it? A wedding… You two expected me to inform you about the wedding of a son you barely cared about?” I added with a lopsided grin, only for my face to quickly shift into a scowl.

My cold gaze pierced into them as I unleashed my frustration. “I’ve warned you both to stay the heck out of my life… You don’t deserve to know anything that’s happening to me,” I yelled, my anger palpable in my voice.

I heard her let out a sigh, “You’re our son, Damien… We should know what’s going on in your life. We’re your parents,” Mrs. Albrecht muttered. But all I could do was clench my jaw and shoot her a death glare in return.

“I am not your son! When I needed to be called that… You two were nowhere to be seen, and now you both think you deserve a place in my life?” I snapped angrily, almost making her flinch. Though she was quick enough to reach out to grab the side table to maintain her balance.

“Watch your tone, we’re still your parents,” Mr. Dennis thundered, visibly riled but attempting to maintain his composure.

“You both lost that responsibility a long time ago. You’re just living with the title,” I muttered through clenched teeth, frustration seeping into my voice. “I’m in this mess because of you two… You both played a part in almost everything happening in my life!” I added, my words filled with a mix of anger and resentment.

“No, son… You got yourself into this mess because of that Zuri girl,” Mrs. Albrecht quickly defended.

Looking at her, I couldn’t help but let out a bittersweet laugh. “At least she showed me the love you both couldn’t provide,” I snapped, hiding the pain swirling in my heart at the reminder of that name.

“And where did it end? By you misbehaving and ending up marrying an enemy’s daughter, Mr. Harlow’s daughter, why?” a snide curve on his lips shows his displeasure.

I felt my heart thud, a mix of emotions swirling within me. But I couldn’t help but smirk, hiding my true feelings. “Well, at least the enemy saw something special in me that you both couldn’t. He offered me his precious gem to marry,” I retorted, sending him a sarcastic smirk in return.

I couldn’t help but watch as his jaw tightened in anger, a mischievous smile spreading across my face. “Damien… Don’t be ungrateful. Your father and I worked hard to make sure you had everything you needed!” Mrs. Albrecht glared at me, but I raised a taunting brow in response. “Well, maybe you both should go back. Has the tour finished already?” I ridiculed them, enjoying the look on their faces.Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

“Don’t you! Remember I can easily strip you of the chance to inherit the Albrecht family group company,” he angrily snarled. His threat didn’t faze me at all as I stood tall, a deadly smirk on my face as I stared down at him. “I’d love to see you try,” I taunted, my voice dripping with confidence.

The calm words that left my lips seemed to carry a high intensity, sending shockwaves through the room. Grabbing my phone from the table, I made my way towards the door, paying no mind to their stunned expressions. Suddenly, I heard Mr. Dennis’s phone beep, catching my attention. I glanced over and saw him pull out his phone, a gasp escaping his lips. It made me pause right in front of the door, curiosity getting the best of me.

The room was filled with an indescribable tension as he turned to me, his face glowing with joy. “You did it, son!” he exclaimed, a wide smile spreading across his face.

“What happened?” Mrs. Albrecht’s voice echoed in the room. Confusion furrowed my brow as I turned to face them. He glanced at his phone, then at his wife, and finally at me. “You did it, son!!!” he exclaimed, jubilation evident in his expression. Irritation colored my face as I watched him celebrate. What did I do? Why this sudden excitement? Wasn’t this the same man who was seething with anger and threatening to strip away my inheritance earlier?

Sighs…….

“Why didn’t you spill the beans earlier?” he demanded, his laughter echoing through the room.

What is the truth?

“That you married her because of the company? And now you’re the sole owner of the Powertech Innovation Company,” I felt my leg trembling at his revelation.

What’s he blabbering about? Yeah, I asked her to make an announcement, but not like this… I hurriedly grabbed my phone and opened my social media, and the headline with my name caught me completely off guard. Fuming with rage, I stormed out of the room in a hurry.

****** End of flashback******

Damn it…! I clenched my fists, grinding my teeth in frustration. Is this some sick joke? The car screeched to a halt inside my compound. Without wasting a second, I flung open my side door, reached out my hand, and forcefully pulled Ashley out of the car.

“Hey! You’re hurting me!” she screamed, her voice filled with pain as she desperately fought against my tight grip, but it only intensified.

I stormed upstairs and flung open the door to my room, forcefully pushing her inside with anger. She let out a groan and stumbled, tripping over her own feet and face-palming the titles. “Ouch…!” I heard her cry out.

“How dare you!” I snapped, my anger blazing like a fiery inferno.

Snarling, I watched her under a fierce gaze, and then slowly turning, she shot me a glare. “What was that for?” she snapped, giving me a confused look.

So innocent yet hiding so much contempt behind that facade. I snapped, gripping her chin forcefully. “How dare you make such an announcement?!”

“Which announcements?