Chosen By The Mafia by Nina Daniel (best reads of all time TXT) 📕

6

Lana’s POV

What am I gonna do here? I don’t know how long they will keep me here, why are they treating me well? 

The master,

he was gentle when I thought he would be my terminator but I guess he wants to use me before slaughtering, does he lure every girl this way? He must be, 

I need to run away from here, it won’t be easy; I need to be careful otherwise next time I’d be shot dead just like that girl. 

Oh God! I’m sorry… how am I gonna live with that guilt? I can’t forget her fresh blood streaming down her head, the bullet… that hit her head without giving her any chance to live, 

Why are they so cruel? 

They almost killed me and took her life instantly, God how am I gonna live with this guilt? Please, God… take my life away too, or I’ll come to you, I just can’t live like this. I pray you to forgive me, I wanna come to you, 

maybe killing myself will be easier than getting slew after mental and physical torture, I never thought of being in this state in Spain but that’s what you want for me.

I rushed to the rooms attached to this luxurious one, one was the bathroom and other was a walk-in-wardrobe, I ran inside to find out something sharp and as soon as I opened a few drawers, hundreds of weapons were placed inside it, I took a pointy pocket knife from it and ran to a mirror; I wanted to see myself striving while my soul departs;

I took off my tee and dirty pant leaving myself in undies, all my scars on my body were visible to my eyes, as I placed the knife on my wrist and deepen the cut,

A doorknob’s sound backed me off immediately, I saw that master staring at my almost naked-body; I tried to cover myself with my exposed parts with my hands. I lurched and hustled to get a cover but my clumsy ass dropped that pocketknife and making the master take steps ahead of me,

he will hit me now.

“What the fuck!” he stated,

“Kitten! What the hell are you doing” he saw my leaking wrist rushed to the wardrobe and came out with a bottle. He sprayed something on the bleeding wound making me wince in pain, tying a cloth on the bruise which made my eyes glassy,

“Why did you do this!? Are you insane? You have any clue of what you were doing!?” He scolded me furiously, my eyes dropped pool of tears on his harsh tone

“It was better to kill myself this way than bear torture” I mumbled while sobbing. My lips left the words which shouldn’t have. I didn’t keep my head up and chose to ignore the provocation because I know the next thing coming is his feisty slap on my face.

“Who would do that? Who SAID that!?” He scowled with rage but his eyes soften when he saw me shivering with his fear,

“Honey, nobody can touch you unless it’s me, my supremacy makes others shiver, who would wish their death” he suspected my face, his hand cupped my cheeks and thumbs caressed, “Look into my eyes kitten” why is he calling me a kitten? I didn’t dare to, “I demand your eyes up” his words involuntarily made my eyes catch his face,

His grey eyes were glimmering in love along with curly eyelashes making it flawlessly warm, those eyes were completely hypnotizing me, beautiful they’re. Simply amazing.

We were so gone in suspecting our souls in each other, I don’t know but I feel like he’s my knight in shining armor. My heart didn’t throw up when his eyes were digging deep in my soul. I didn’t care at all, this is soothing, after weeks of stress, I find peace in these chaotic eyes,

“As much as I want to keep these eyes bright and lose myself in your innocence, I can keep myself drowned into this pool of questions and answer them all the night long with each detail, just only I wish is to keep you close and cherish, how am I ever gonna stop. This is happening to me so fast, will I ever get enough of this face, all I can say is make me yours, heal my tainted soul, recover these scars on my heart, love, never leave me” he sighed loudly after saying something unusual which were far unknown to my level of understanding and senseless to my ears and mind,

“Wh-what a-are you talking a-about?” I stuttered, he pulled bangs of my hair behind my ear,

“Nothing kitten, we’re going to our empty mansion which will not be empty anymore because mi amor will brighten it up by her presence and this odor” he sniffed my neck, “will be in my room all the time” as he said he moved closer to me, fanning his breath on the forehead and stroking his nose on my hair, sniffing deeply,

“I-i need to take a b-bath” I excused him and heard him say “let me help you” but I ran before he embarrasses me more and locked the door abruptly,

I huffed loudly where his deep voice made it’s ways to my ear, “I’m lenient for today”

***

I took a long shower and got myself out by his terror. I wrapped myself in a white towel. My clothes were full of dirt so I decided to wash them and for that time being; I have to borrow some clothes from the master.

I didn’t unlock the door but asked him from inside, “Are you still there,” and got an instant reply, “Waiting for you,” which made my cheeks blush.

“W-why?” I asked,

“Because you need clothes,” he said and I frowned, “was that too obvious.” I mentally slapped myself, “of course” 

“So, can I borrow?” I asked him again,

He didn’t reply to me,

“Are you still there?”

“You can have what you want but one condition,” there I tightened my grip on the towel,

“W-what?” I hesitantly questioned

“Come out and get it,” he bluntly said,

“But y-you-“

“You need clothes right?” it was a gibe, he was making a joke of my need

I had to get clothes from the wardrobe but he was outside, I opened the door, telling him to leave the room but he was firm on teasing me, I dared to take a step outside from bathroom with only a towel around me and he stood up, I hurried towards the wardrobe but he caught me from behind,