Mafia Vengeance by KATHLEEN HAYAT (urban books to read .txt) 📕

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"She's not here. Let me help you." He said while standing up and coming towards my direction.

I immediately tried to close the door. But he was fast enough to put his feet between the door. And opened it widely.

He came inside the bathroom and I backed away. He took steps towards me but with his each step I move two steps back.

But I bumped into the long mirror on the wall. And started feeling nervous, scared and panicked. I tried to get my self together and said.

"N-no. I'll m-manage." I stutter and I hate it...

He was wearing loose white T-shirt. And sweatpants. His hairs were wet because of recent shower. And he was staring at me with a smirk.

If I wouldn't have met him in those circumstances I would have definitely fallen for his charms. But now I knew better. What a monster is hidden behind his charms.

I came out of my thoughts when his fingers stroked my cheeks.

I immediately turn my face away from his touch as if his touch burns me.

His face becomes hard and his jaw clenched, and he coldly spoke.

"Turn around." He ordered.

I looked at him while shaking my head in negative and backing away from him more as if possible I was trying to get in the wall.

"I d-don't need your help. I'll manage."

I tried to walk past him but in an instant he put his hand on the wall on the side of my head blocking me from leaving.

"I didn't ask. I told you to turn around."

With that said he harshly turn me around by my shoulders. A sharp pain erupted through my back and I wince. But I bit my lower lip to stop my self from screaming. I was not wearing any bra. Because of the wedding dress and the wound. And it scared me.

Now we both were looking in a mirror and my back was touching his chest slightly.

He then moved few strands of my hair which were coming out from the hair bun to my shoulder.

His fingers went down to my waist he started to open the nodes so that my dress would loosen up a little .

Then his hands came up, and he open the first two hooks. He then started opening my zip slowly he went down till the end of the zip .

Then he slowly brings his hand up while touching my spine and I jolted at his touch. To which he gave a deep husky chuckle.

I stir a bit and was about to turn around, but he stopped me by placing his hand on my shoulder. With little pressure. And a small shriek left my mouth and I winced in pain.

I wish it was gone unnoticed by him. But unfortunately he noticed and immediately pulled his hand back.

He then out of now where pulled my dress down. Making my one shoulder to be bare in front of him.

He was keenly looking at my back. When, I spoke.

" W-what are yo---- AHHHHHHH!!!!"

My sentence died in the middle. When he touched my wound and I screamed in pain.

"How did this happened? It looks fresh?" He spoke confused.

I was holding my dress to cover my bare shoulder.

First he was examining it with concern. Then in the blink of an eye he turned me around and said in the deadliest calm tone.

"Don't tell me you tried to pull a stunt on yourself." He spoke angry.

That did it for me and all my panic went away and replaced by anger.

"I haven't tried to kill my self. You can't break me that easily." She hissed.

He was looking at me with anger and confusion, so I continued.

"This wound was given by non other than you!"

I pointed my index finger towards him as if accusing him.

"When you slapped me and violated me on your bloody office desk."

He was looking shocked by my out burst. So I used the opportunity and pushed him out and closed the door immediately. And locked it.

Few tears leaked my eyes . I wiped them away and took a shower. After wearing his button up shirt and shorts.

I stayed in the bathroom. Afraid to think what he'll do when I'll go out. But after a long time. I peeked out and the room was all empty.

So I came out and sat on the bed. He was now where to be seen. I saw a dish with food on the bed side table. I was hungry so I ate all the food.

I felt sleepy, so I stood up to lock the door. But stopped in mid way. Thought of me being married to him came back. I just stood there thinking.

( What if he forced him self on me. What if he makes me sleep with him. What if he kills me. What if.)

And my thoughts of 'what if. 'Dies when he came in the room he was holding a first aid kit I assume. Then he locked the door.

I looked at him. He took a step forward and I took two steps back and hit the bed and fell on it lightly while sitting position.

He then came forward and said.

"Sit straight on the bed. And remove your shirt." He ordered.

I gawked at him. With wide eyes staring at him with fear. He sighed then said.

Andrew Jess is not here. So she just called and informed me to do the dressing of your wound. Or it will get infected.

I just stared at him and didn't do anything. He then moved forward. And opened the first button of my shirt.

I backed away and hold my shirt tightly in my hands and shook my head in negative and spoke.

"N-no. I don't want it. I'll manage." I stuttered.

His jaw clenched. And his hands turned into fists. Then he spoke.

"LISTEN!! And listen well... I'm gonna rip that shirt of yours and do the dressing of your wound. While, you sit naked in front of me."

I looked at him with wide eyes, terrified of his words. He then continued

"Or else open few buttons of your shirt and make your shoulder and halfback bare. So I can treat the wound."