Bound by Betrayal (The Mafia King Captive Bride)

Damien’s POV:

“Oh…… yeah! Fuck,”

I groaned and almost cum inside her but I immediately withdrew and pushed her away. She screamed and fell to the ground in tears.

Ignoring her endless sobs, I pick up my phone that has been ringing endless on the side table. **The Shadow Cartel** our mafia group name flashing as the caller ID, gaining my attention. The Shadow Cartel was the largest and first mafia group to have ever existed in the whole world before *The Nightfall Legion* which was Alexander’s own came into existence.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Back in the day, our mafia group was known as “La Famiglia Oscura,” it exuded an air of mystery and power. The name, inspired by the Italian language, translated to “The Dark Family,” perfectly captures the essence of our clandestine operations before my relationship with Zuri went messy. The betrayal cut deep, and I couldn’t bear the thought of any reminder of Zuri’s dishonesty tarnishing my legacy. So, I made a bold decision – I changed the name to “The Shadow Cartel.” Because, of course, Zuri was the person who gave my group that first name, and with this new moniker, I aimed to erase any trace that would remind me of her betrayal and dishonesty. And the only thing remaining to end is that bastard, Alexander.

I could sense the anger and frustration coursing through my veins as I stood up abruptly, snatching the phone and pressing it against my ear. My voice dripped with disdain as I curtly asked, “Yes… any problem?” The intensity of my emotions was palpable, clearly displaying my disinterest in the conversation.

However, with a hint of amusement in his voice, Eros chuckled from the other end and playfully called me a “grumble head.” “Hey, grumble head… calm down,” he said, trying to lighten the mood.

As I swiftly slid into my trousers and bottomed the zipper, a surge of curiosity compelled me to inquire, “What’s the whole matter about?” I asked, but the slutty wife of mine, who I still didn’t even know her name, groaned in pain on the ground as my leg mistakenly kicked her while I was trying to wear my clothes.

“Wait…… who is whimpering there, buddy,” Pasito said immediately, yawning after he was connected to the call. I groaned mentally, was this the first thing he could say….. Sometimes I feel like strangling their heads.

“Go on, why the call? Be fast, I have got some business to deal with right now,” I said, my voice filled with a menacing and emotionless tone.

“And believe me the business doesn’t seem like a good one,” Pasito blurted, “The whimpering did sound like someone in a lot of pain,” he acknowledged, his concern growing.

At his words, I growled and snapped out. “You gonna go on with the reason for the calls or continue questioning me?” I roared, my voice thundering through the room, causing the woman on the ground to tremble involuntarily in fear. I stared at her curled up on the ground, exhausted and writhing in pain. Letting out a sigh, I noticed the sudden silence from the other end of the phone.

“I’m hanging up,” I announced, causing Eros to suddenly exclaim, “Yo, bro… Calm down.”

“The party was actually shifted to tomorrow evening at 8 o’clock,” he enthusiastically announced, his voice brimming with excitement. “And guess what? Alexander won’t be coming alone!” This single piece of news has truly made my day! I can’t wait for all the fun and surprises that await us tomorrow night!

“The coward couldn’t do without guards for his safety…….. He knows that he will be dead if he stays any second without them,” I bragged, a smirk appearing on my lips. “Though those rascals won’t save him if I decide to enter him but right I want to make his stay on this earth a living hell before squeezing the life off him,” I could sense the intensity in my voice as anger, disgust, and danger consumed my words.

“So, any plans for the night?” Eros asked. “We need to pull up something,” he suggested, smirking from the other end.

“Hmmm…..” The woman groaned in pain, though her voice was barely audible but I am sure Pasito and Eros heard her because of the unsettling silence from their side. With an overwhelming surge of anger, fueled by a potent mix of frustration and indignation, I unleashed a brutal kick, striking her with a force that reverberated through my entire being. The intensity of my words matched the ferocity of my actions as I hissed, “Keep your mouth firmly sealed, for if you dare to defy my warning, I will take it upon myself to ensure its closure. And believe me, my intentions are far from merciful… I speak of a method that involves slicing away that which grants you the audacity to speak.” The air grew heavy with the weight of my threat, leaving no room for ambiguity or doubt.

She let out a feeble whimper, her body trembling with fear. She mustered the strength to crawl away from me. “Damien…”. At that moment, Pasito’s gasp of disbelief pierced the air, his words a desperate plea, “Come on, bro, that’s your wife.”

“Don’t remind me,” I curtly replied, silencing him with a firm tone. “And as for tomorrow,” I muttered under my breath, striding away from the BDSM room towards the sanctuary of my main room. I made a beeline for the bar, deftly grabbing a drink and pouring it into a sleek glass tumbler. The liquid danced within, a potent elixir to momentarily drown out the chaos that consumed my thoughts.

“I need to show that jerk that I’ve moved on,” I said with a smirk, taking a sip of my drink.

“That you’ve moved on…” Pasito’s confusion was evident, but Eros gasped in shock and disbelief, “By using her?”

I smiled, relieved that they understood my point without me needing to explicitly state it. “No, bro… you’re putting her life at risk out there, and besides, you never liked her. So how do you plan to do so?” he asked, his voice tinged with curiosity.

“Watch and see,” I smirked, confident in my abilities to prove my point.

“Well, I can’t wait to see the little stunt you’ll pull out there and, of course, his reaction, hahaha,” Eros chuckled. But Pasito clearly wasn’t buying the idea, and this annoyed me. His sudden concern for this woman was alarming. “She’s your wife, Damien,” he said, reminding me of that stupid contract.

“And I am the husband, I chose to treat her the way I want. Not my fault that I got two presents at once; the company and also a free cheap ugly whore,” I taunt, earning a chuckle from Eros.

“Eros laughed, saying, ‘It’s like the saying: buy one, get one free!’ I chuckled, but Pasito groaned in concern.”

“Though something seems strange,” I mumbled, and Eros suddenly stopped laughing. “What is it?” they both asked, curious about my sudden change in demeanor.

“Her moan and scent seem very familiar, even her cries,” I said, remembering her intoxicating moan filled with cries of pain and pleasure a while ago inside the bright room.

“Hmm….. It seems like we have met somewhere but I can’t seriously recall,” I said, lost deep in thoughts. “Her moan and scent feel incredibly familiar as if I’ve encountered them before,” I mused, my mind diving deep into a whirlpool of thoughts.

“Maybe she was one of your flings in the past,” Eros remarked, his tone laced with a playful mix of mockery and teasing.

“Wait,” Pasito gasped, his voice filled with surprise and amusement. “You actually married one of your past flings?” The two of them burst into laughter, their joy echoing through the room. I couldn’t help but join in, chuckling along with them. However, I quickly composed myself, making sure to regain my composure before they could notice any lingering traces of my true emotions. “Hey, guys is enough,”

“Is a good thing; you can’t break those girls’ hearts and go marry a virgin,” Eros taunted, eliciting laughter from Pasito.

“I think Daniel Harlow will be regretting handing over his daughter to you,” they both said in unison.

My expression suddenly twisted in anger, “He should have handed the company when I first made a move, but no! He declined and turned me into his enemy,” I vented, my annoyance evident in my voice.

“At least you now have company, you always get what you want, you know that,” Pasito said, trying to cheer up the mood.

“Not the way I imagined, it came with a condition,” I replied, my anger still evident. “A present that I never wanted,”

“You should cheer up, man. It came with a free gift… Your wife. And I’ve heard that the legitimate daughter of Daniel Harlow is a beauty to behold,” Eros exclaimed, interrupting me. “Double win!”

“To hell with that!!” I growled, “That man is a thick hot-headed man. That very moment was the only way to dive in and grab that company, and trust me that company will yield a lot of fortune,” I said with a sinister grin.

The room fell into an eerie silence, the weight of my cold laugh hanging in the air. “Hahaha… That was a clever move to marry the daughter and secure the company. It seems he made that choice when he was at his lowest, knowing his daughter’s future marriage was hanging by a thread. It was a desperate but determined push forward,” Eros chuckled.

“I always get what I want, no matter what. And this time, it’s the company,” I said confidently, taking another sip with a satisfied smirk.

Eros leaned in, his voice filled with conviction, “Listen, bro. You’re incredibly smart for marrying her, even though it means everyone will see her as your wife. It might be a bitter pill to swallow, but remember, the main goal is the company. You can always make adjustments later or decide to let her go.”

I chuckled bitterly, taking a sip from my drink. “Exactly, he wanted me to marry his daughter and salvage his tarnished reputation,” I replied, my voice laced with a hint of sarcasm. “He thinks I wasn’t smart, hahaha,” I chuckled.

“Lol… so hit me up, how did it go? I wasn’t around then to get the full gist. I guess Lucas was the guy who went there,” Eros mumbled, eagerly anticipating the juicy details.

I chuckled, bringing the wine forward, and took a sip. I looked back and still saw her writhing in pain. I rolled my eyes and pressed the remote, closing the BDSM room. I pressed the phone back to my ear, making sure she wasn’t listening in. “Daniel Harlow is fucking going to lose everything if the company was still under him and trust me that company will yield a lot of fortune for me and that’s why I went for it,” Eros chuckled in agreement.

“He was desperate,” he blurted out. “And that’s why I decided to dive in… Taking on the role of her fiancé to clear their name from the rumors on social media. You know Albrecht is a big name,” I said, a hint of pride in my voice.

“That thick-headed man… He actually wanted me to marry off his daughter immediately to save their name,” I chuckled, earning a hearty laugh from Eros. Pasito has been strangely silent. And I know he’s not sleeping and is still listening to our conversation.

“I accepted and issued a contract. Since you two were busy that day, I sent Lucas and some of my men to his house. Being desperate, he signed without reading it,” I announced, enjoying their gasps and wearing a wide smirk on my face.

“The contract states… that since I am marrying her, the company is originally under my ownership,” I blurted out, a mischievous smile playing on my lips as I swirled the glass in my hand.

“He was so desperate about their reputation that he didn’t even pay enough attention to the contents… My dear Lucas Rodman had to remind him by reading out the contents after the whole sign-up,” I stressed, emphasizing Lucas’s name.

“Wow!!” Eros exclaimed in disbelief and awe. “That’s a smart move right there, meh, hahaha,” he gave me a thumbs up on the phone.

“Is the daughter aware of this whole thing?” Eros asked. I glanced back at the closed door, a wicked smile forming on my lips. “That whore had no clue,” I replied, my voice filled with amusement and mischief.

“Wow! I didn’t see that coming,” Pasito finally spoke up. “But now that there’s a company, you should let her go,” he suggested.

“But seriously, where’s the fun in that?” I exclaimed, feigning hurt. “Daniel Harlow completely wasted my time, and now he needs to sit back and watch his daughter suffer the consequences of putting me through all that stress and hassle. What was he even thinking, entrusting his own flesh and blood to his number one enemy?” I said, my voice dripping with so much irritation, “He states the condition and I make the rules, and besides all the girls are the same just like that good-for-nothing girl, Zuri,”

“I think he was absolutely desperate, driven by an unwavering determination to cleanse the tarnished reputation of his household. Agreeing to the marriage was just a way for him to meticulously erase any trace of the news and clear the rumor on social media, leaving no room for the shame to resurface. He was determined to shield them from the depths of despair, preventing them from sinking back into the treacherous trenches of their past,” Pasito muttered quietly with concern, earning a nonchalant shrug from Eros.

“Not like it’s any of my business, but I can’t help but feel tempted to exploit the situation for my own benefit… That’s what happens when someone wastes my precious time,” I grumbled, my voice dripping with irritation.