Sold to the mafia boss

….. Logan’s P. O. V.

I watched form the computer screen in my security room as Layla hung from the leash in the dark room. She had slept there last night and I never felt remorseful. She needed to learn her lesson.

Dani shifts beside me and leans over the table. “Don’t you think she’s tired, boss? ” He asks.

I turned a look at him, angrily. He should know better than saying that.

” Logan at this point she’s going to faint. It’s 5 o’clock and she hasn’t even eaten anything since yesterday ” Dani said with concern.

I looked away from him and watched Layla again. ” I’d love to see her faint. ” I told him.

It’s been a day and a half since I had her tied up there. I’ve heard her sob, cry her eyes out till she was exhausted. I knew she had little strength left and that Dani was probably right; I needed to take her from there but I wanted to see her break. What’s the point of all this if she doesn’t learn her lesson?

I rose up and left the room. She needed to know that what was mine was mine and she couldn’t leave unless I set her free. She was mine! Can’t she see that?

My doors slid open and i stepped inside, pulling my suit and flinging it on my bed. I groaned frustratedly, bringing a hand over to my nose to Mann it. Everything was frustrating.

I poured myself a glass of wine which was seated at the table next to my balcony. I stepped out into the air and watched the darkening city.

‘youre a monster ‘

Layla’s words kept replaying in my head and I didn’t know how to just shut it out. Her words were affecting me more than I could ever imagine it to.

I’m a monster, that’s right. You’re nothing but a monster when your whole family turns on you. Even your own brother.

I went down memory lane, remembering how I got here, how I became this monster that everyone talked about.

My father was a powerful man. He got married from a prestigious family. Everything was fine. I was born with a silver spoon in my mouth. I was loved. By my mother. Then one day, everything seemed to turn around and I was suddenly the bad kid. I was taught to love my younger brother. And I did. I loved him. I remembered going up against a group of boy gangs after school just to protect him. Everytime I put my life on the line against gangsters with pocket knives for him.

When he got picked on by some neighborhood junks, I was always there to teach them a lesson. I was a proud big brother and thus every girl in school started throwing themselves at me.

One day, my father issued for my arrest. I was stubborn and hard to control he’d said. I was picked from school. I was thrown into prison, a thirteen year old boy.

That day changed me forever.

I came back after a couple of days and my uncle is waiting for me.

My Uncle was hated by my father. They were brothers that lived in different worlds. My Uncle was rich and successful, I didn’t know why he got all the hate from my father and the world in general. He picked me up and brings me to his house. Later would I know that my father had threatened to throw me in a famously brutal army school but my uncle had stood up against it. And then he’d offered to keep me instead and my father had thrown me out without as much as a second thought. While my mother and brother whom I fought so hard for stood out and did nothing.

I scoffed now, as everything replayed in front of me. I was a scared little boy who needed just a little closure. And my uncle did that. He gave me everything, he showed me the world, he made me who I am today. And I wouldn’t stop until I bring his killer to justice.

I wanted to scream. I wanted to pour my anger out.

My phone starts vibrating from my pocket and I reached to pick it. As soon as I placed it over the phone, Astrid’s voice came on.

” He told us what we need to know, Boss ”

I felt my stomach flutter. I felt happiness and pain. I felt everything. I felt happy that I was going to make that asshole pay for everything.

” Kill him. ” I said into the phone and threw the phone on my bed.Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

Grabbing my suit, I mached towards the door. The door pushed open before I could reach it, Dani hurrying in, fear in his eyes as they watched mine.

His looks gave everything away instantly. My mind raced surprisingly and I stoped mid way.

Layla…..

” It’s Layla, ” he breathes hard ” she fainted ”

My jaw clenched and I fisted my hands into balls. Throwing my suit away, I hurried past him and into the elevator closest to me. I didn’t wait for Dani to get in, that was my least worry now.

She had to faint right now. Just when I was about leaving for the most important thing in my life. She just had to faint. I felt angry and I didn’t know if I was angry because of Layla fainting at this very moment. I felt angry that I’d put her through this. I felt angry at myself for causing her this much pain.

As soon as I opened the door to the basement, I found her body slumped down, her head angled down in a lifeless posture in front of her body. My eyes traveled to the rope bounding her wrist. They werel coated in her blood.

Sharp gasp escaped my lips as my eyes traveled down her unconscious body.

I quickly walked over her and pushed her up with my arm, retrieving the knife in my side pocket and quickly cutting off the rops binding her hands.

The weight of her body falls on me and I embraced her.