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

After a while of 15 minutes, I breathe out after crying to calm my vacant soul. I kept my head on my knees even when it hurt. A knock on the door gained my attention but I kept myself still. The second time someone slammed the door rather than knocking. I snapped my head up but didn’t move. Some seconds later and the third time, a sudden cracking of the door reached my ears because someone demolished sophisticated door into two.

I screamed in fear. My weak body shivered again as if I was going to be punished again for not opening the door. My mouth mumbling for mercy repeatedly and I involuntarily shook my head as in begging for his leniency. I prayed not to see my rapist but I should admit that I’m damned. That same sharp knife-like jaw clenching and those red-rimmed eyes radiating his devilish intentions.

This six feet devil was fully dressed formally while my little five-four shell was in a johnny gown.

“Why are you being so stubborn?” his deep authoritative voice sending chills down my spine,

I began to cry again with shooks, “N-no, no, no, no, no, pl-please n-no,” I kept chanting to him so he stays away from me, far away from me. I wrapped myself to the extent I could my back hurt so badly,

He strode towards me, a loud cry left out my vocals, “Pl-please, please, please, (cries getting louder), please, do-nt” I implored for a hushed moment, but he is not fond of understanding others feelings, his hands made their ways to my way where I pushed my frame against the wall, I wished this wall opens its mouth and chew me in whole; disappear me from this insight.

He wrapped his arm around my stomach where I resisted and hit his shoulder to leave me but he awarded me with a glare for my action. He cradled me in his embrace and picked me up in a bridal style. My chest smacked into his. I could feel it, he shot his eyes to my face with a furrow. I think he could listen to my abnormal heartbeat. “What’s with your heart,” and he finally asked,

“I-m a he-heart pa-tient,” I muffled but it was audible enough for him to catch, “fuck! You didn’t tell me,” he hardened his tone again and I wrapped myself closely in his arms, he sensed my stretch on his grating timbre.

I kept my mouth shut, he placed me again on the fluffy mattress again where I placed dead like a corpse. When I recognized the unoccupied room leaving only me and him, I’d begun taking careless steps away from him, his hands working against my repulsion. “It’s okay, it’s fine. Calm down... Calm the fuck down I said!,” he roared and I lifted my elbows to prevent his force of slap to outreach my face.

“I’m not going to eat you, calm down,” now he shouted flatly, “Kitten, just relax,” he pushed down my hands.

DON’T CALL ME THAT YOU MONSTER!

I didn’t reply to him, just my eyes down.

“Carter!” he shouted for someone making me jerk in his fear, he smiled on my meekness; assuring me that he loves the vulnerable me,

An all muscular woman stepped in and bowed down to him, “Master, Malady” she said before bowing. I was expecting a man and what is this malady?

“Stay with her, make sure she doesn’t go alone, even in the bathroom,” he addressed her strictly while eyes stoned on me.

I’ll escape you, don’t worry. Just not today.

She didn’t reply but bowed again to ensure his order’s confirmation. I was focused on her but then his sudden bending towards me caught me panting, I kept pushing myself back in the mattress but he kept coming and his lips landed on my forehead; marked a disgusting protective kiss there but how can he assured me security when he is the one I need to escape.

He left the room; leaving me and that horribly giant bodyguard.

I cleared my throat and she eyed me. We kept looking at each other till it got tensed, “do you know why are you here,” she asked me with a manly voice,

I simply shook my head as in reply.

“Do you know his name?” asked again,

Again I replied with a shook, she scoffed.

“Ever heard about El Veneno?” she said,

That name was familiar but I can’t remember from where, I gave my head a hard time to fetch me the scenario but I failed, I was about to shook my head thrice but a vision came into my mind like a thunderbolt,

I read an article about this name in my Spanish classes, it was about business, so I skipped it but what captured my mind was his hidden personality. He was considered as an anonymous ghost of Spain. But why is she asking me about him?

I felt that it was unnecessary to answer her a ‘yes’, so I shook my head once more. She gave me an eye roll but I gladly admit it without offence; I was being dumbhead

Before she could ask me anything else, I yawned in front of her and laid down to the bed. My eyes closed and without wasting a second; I was into deep land of sweet dreams

Armando’s POV 

FUCK ME! 

DAMN ME! 

Motherfucker! You should’ve controlled your thirst. You hurt your just found kitten and how the fuck did you treat her!? Shoot yourself for this! Son of an ass! Did you look at her? She doesn’t even like to spare a glance yet you want her to love you unconditionally. Will she fucking love you? You better hit your head on walls. What are you gonna do about it now!? HUH? Do you have any plan of fixing it up? DO YOU? 

FUCKER! GO AND FUCKING APOLOGISE HER

My mind was my great enemy at this moment, I can’t forget a moment when I saw her broken because of my fucking need. I wanted her so bad that I forgot she was too weak for my thirst. Look what have I done to her, my angel is scared of me, how will I live with this guilt? What am I even feeling? Guilt? This was never a moment I had on me. This pressure of guilt on my chest was making me breathless, her eyes and wholly face was torturous to me. I’m such a tainted man to her. She… oh my angel! I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you to this extent. I’m sorry love.