Bound by Betrayal (The Mafia King Captive Bride)

Ashley

I love that feeling of peace and comfort when I close my eyes and tap my finger, lost in thought. It’s like the world fades away for a moment.

Though staying here is one hell of a thing, you know? It really weighs on me, knowing that I’ll be working in the very company that used to belong to my father. It’s a heavy burden. Sometimes, I wish I could turn back time to that night when I sneaked out with Layla. Maybe then, I could fix everything. But sadly, it’s just not possible.

Because everything that’s been going on in my life lately is just slowly eating away at me. I’ve got so much on my plate, so many responsibilities that I can’t seem to find any solutions for. And to top it all off, Layla has completely disappeared since that incident and our encounter in the hallway that day. But you know what? sighing, I hissed out. “Not like I care to know her way about though,”

However, I was still lost in my own thoughts when out of the blue, I heard a knock on the door. It startled me, snapping me back to reality. “Hmm… Yeah,” I quickly responded, trying to gather myself in case it was that creature. I tried to hide my nervousness in my voice, even though deep down, I knew a monster like that wouldn’t bother knocking before barging in.

The door swung open, and there stood Michael, stepping into the room. As soon as I laid eyes on him, a gentle smile gradually spread across my face. “Good afternoon, ma’am,” he greeted, matching my smile with one of his own.

“Micheal,” I mumbled.

“Sorry that I disturbed you,” he apologized, but I quickly waved it away. “No… no, Micheal, it’s fine. Besides, I’m here to work,” I reassured him, trying to maintain a professional demeanor.

“How’s the work?” he asked, his eyes scanning the piles of files on my desk that I hadn’t even touched since morning.

“Hmm,” I scratched my neck nervously, “It’s been a bit stressful,” I lied, feeling the weight of my words. But instead of frowning, he gave me a warm smile that instantly eased my tension.

“That’s how it is on the first day,” he said before his tone shifted to seriousness. “Ma’am, your husband, Mr. Damien, requests your presence in his office.”

What the……?

Oh my goodness! Fuck….! My heart skipped a beat with a mix of anxiety and curiosity at his unexpected announcement. Damien, that monster, wants to see me? My mind raced with questions. What could it be about? Did he secretly install CCTV cameras in the office? Is there a chance he caught me slacking off on the surveillance footage? The thought alone sent shivers down my spine, and the weight of uncertainty felt overwhelming.

“W-Why?” I stammered, my words stumbling out in a rush. “Is it because of work? Are there CCTV cameras in this office?” I bombarded him with a flurry of questions, fear slowly gripping my heart.

“Yes, ma’am, of course, there is CCTV in the office,” he replied, his words calm and reassuring. “But I’m sure he is calling you because he needs your help to make an important announcement.” He finished his sentence with a warm, gentle smile.Belongs to © n0velDrama.Org.

My eyes trailed toward the office phone next to my computer, and I noticed his gaze followed mine. “Oh, speaking of that! He probably didn’t contact you through the phone because your office phone is a bit faulty. The engineer is scheduled to come and repair it today.”

“Hmm,” I grunted, nodding nervously, though I’m sure he didn’t notice as my mind raced with thoughts and worries. An announcement… I can’t help but wonder what it could be. What kind of announcement? I’m pretty sure it won’t be pleasant. The uncertainty is making me even more anxious. I let out a sigh, feeling the weight of the unknown pressing down on me. I just hope it’s not something that will make things even more overwhelming. I can’t handle any more surprises right now.

I stood up from my chair, giving Michael a nod before I made my way out of my office and headed towards Damien’s office, which was just a few steps away from mine.

Approaching his door, I could hear laughter and other sounds coming from inside, implying that he wasn’t alone. Clearing my throat, I took a moment to compose myself before giving a firm knock on the door.

“Come in,”

My legs almost trembled as I heard his voice from inside the office. Taking a deep breath, I tightly gripped the doorknob and swallowed nervously before pushing the door open. To my surprise, sitting across his office desk were those two young guys that I saw at the party last night. It seemed like they were having a lively conversation with Damien. The sight of them brought back memories of those gunshots at the back of the warehouse and the agonizing cries of those men before they died.

Swallowing hard, I tried to push aside the lingering trauma from last night as I took in the scene before me. They seemed so at ease, sitting there, chatting away. And then, our eyes met. The brown-haired guy flashed me a friendly smile, while the other guy with white-tinted hair seemed unfazed, his gaze slowly scanning me from head to toe, taking in my appearance. It was an intense moment, and I couldn’t help but feel a mix of curiosity and apprehension.

“Hello, I am Eros and my friend here is Pasito,” Standing up the brown-haired guy introduced himself with a friendly grin when reaching out his hand for a handshake. But before I could respond, an angry voice suddenly thundered through the room, breaking the moment. “She’s here for work, not for some friendly chatter!” the voice exclaimed, clearly frustrated by our interaction. The sudden shift in tone caught me off guard, and I couldn’t help but feel a bit uneasy.

“Excuse me,” Eros asked, his voice filled with curiosity. I could see the intrigue in their eyes as I confidently made my way toward Damien’s desk.

“Micheal said you were calling me,” I mumbled, my head cast down. It was hard to meet his gaze, feeling a mix of nervousness and curiosity about what he wanted to discuss.

“What!!”

I slowly turned to see the confusion on their faces. They looked stunned, their eyes shifting between Damien and me in disbelief. “Sh… She’s your personal assistant,” Eros stammered, his words filled with awe. Pasito, on the other hand, remained seated, his silence speaking volumes as he stared at Damien with a bewildered expression. It was a surreal moment, and I couldn’t help but wonder what had caused such a reaction. It’s not like they don’t know, right?

“Working in the same company,” Eros added, before bursting into a confused laugh. His pitiful gaze met mine as he turned to look at me.

“Yes,” Damien said in a clipped tone, leaving no room for argument. I swallowed nervously, turning to meet his fierce gaze. His eyes bore into mine with a mixture of disgust and distaste. Clearing his throat, he declared, “I need you to announce me as the new CEO and sole owner of Powertech Innovation Company.” The room erupted in gasps and whispers, the unexpectedness of his statement catching everyone off guard.

“Bro…..”

“Shut the fuck up,” Damien snapped his harsh tone quick to silence Eros. They swallowed hard, their unsaid words hanging in the air. The weight of the moment settled, and a tense silence filled the room.

The words “Powertech Innovation Company” echoed in my head for the tenth time, and finally, I grasped what he meant. And at that instant tears welled up in my eyes, and my gaze widened as I lifted my head to stare back at him, but he was already engrossed in his laptop, not even sparing me a glance. It felt like a punch to the gut, his indifference cutting me deeply.

His friends were looking at me waiting for my next action, but I couldn’t bring myself to look in their direction. I felt the overwhelming urge to run away, but I couldn’t. Thoughts raced through my mind, wondering why he was breaking the contract and revealing the realm owner to the public. Was there some agreement with my father? I needed answers.

But then as I replayed everything in my mind, his voice suddenly echoed through the office, and I couldn’t help but tremble in fear. “Get yourself useful and get the heck out of my office,” he yelled, his eyes glued to the laptop screen. His words pierced right through me, making me flinch. The harshness of his tone sent a shiver down my spine.

Swallowing, “Hmm,” I couldn’t help but nod nervously, blinking back the tears that were threatening to roll down. “But…

“Get out,” the word barely left my lips as he quickly snapped. I felt a rush of adrenaline as I swirled around and started heading toward the door as fast as my legs could carry me. I didn’t even bother to cast a last glance at him or anyone else in the room. The urgency in his voice made it clear that I needed to leave immediately.

Beep! Beep!

I heard his phone beep on his desk as he reluctantly picked up the call without caring to check the caller ID. “Yes,” he snapped before he suddenly went quiet. The tension in the room grew thicker as I wondered who could be on the other end of the line.

“Who… What’s up, bro?” Eros blurted out, trying to break the silence as Damien quietly ended the call. I could hear the concern in his voice as he desperately tried to get Damien to respond. The room felt heavy with anticipation as I indirectly waited for his reply while still heading toward the door. I just pray that whatever it is has nothing to do with me again.

“My dad,” he mumbled after what felt like an eternity, his voice filled with anger. I could sense the frustration in his words as he finally broke the silence. The tension in the room seemed to intensify more, making the atmosphere more uncomfortable.

“What… Seriously?” Pasito gasped, sounding worried. I couldn’t help but notice the unusual nervousness in the air, which made me question what had happened. I was already gripping the door handle, ready to walk away, when I heard that thick, deep voice call out to me, causing me to halt in my tracks. My curiosity got the better of me, and I turned to face him, waiting to hear what he had to say.

“Tidy your work and get ready, we will be leaving in three minutes from now,”

Okay, that’s it….. I thought it would have nothing to do with me but right now it seems it has a lot to do with me.