Sold to the mafia boss

Layla’s P. O. V.

Antoniette and I spent the evening together. She cooked dinner and we ate together, through talks and all. By the time we finished eating at the kitchen table, I offered to wash the dishes.

“You aren’t supposed to be doing that” Antoniette called as I dropped the plate in the sink.

“I’ve been doing this before you came” I replied with a small smile.

“How are you holding up, Layla?” She asked, arms crossed across her chest and her back leaning against the next sink.

I looked at her, turning the running water off. I knew her question meant more. She knew who Logan was and how he could get towards people like me. People who have wronged him. She’d worked that long and that close to him to know this.

“I’m just here, Antoniette,” I replied, placing the plate next to the sink. Antoniette picks it up and starts drying it with a cloth “Logan doesn’t hit me anymore”

I knew she knew he was hitting me and she doesn’t try to hide the fact that she knew.

Setting the plate down, she spoke “I’m sorry about everything you had to go through, Layla. But keep in mind that Mr Logan DeAngelo is a good man. if you get to know him, you would learn to love him”

No denying that last statement but I started to wonder why they always spoke so good about him when it seems too obvious that he treated them all like nothing.

“How much does Logan pay you to paint him out to be good?” I asked anyways, dropping off the last plate and turning towards the table to take a seat.

Antoniette smiles before replying ” he doesn’t pay me to do such, Layla. If he was treating me bad, I think I’d be humane enough to tell you that”

“But you wouldn’t let me out knowing he kidnapped me if I begged you to”

“Oh I don’t wanna cross Logan, Layla. And you should know it’s best you never try to escape unless he lets you leave on his will”

“Oh rest assured I’ve tried a couple of times”

“Oh well I’m surprised he hasn’t killed you yet. That leaves one fact open then, ” I waited for her to say whatever she was gonna say next “Logan DeAngelo has fallen in love with you”

I snorted, pretending I couldn’t believe that. I’ve seen how he looks at me. I could only rule that to be mere lust. Logan has slept with way too many women to know the true meaning of love. If it wasn’t mere lust then I didn’t know what it is.

“Logan doesn’t feel that way” I insisted, turning away from her.

“But you do, right?”

I thought about her question over and over and realized I didn’t have the answer for it. I couldn’t admit it to myself that I was starting to fancy the man who’d abducted me from my home months ago, I couldn’t come to terms with the fact that I was falling in love with the man who had done nothing but steal my freedom and abused me severally.

Antoniette rounds the table and sits next to me.

“Layla, I know it isn’t easy, ” she started “dealing with a man like Logan. But I know whatever is dear to him, he keeps and cherishes and I know that he adores you so much. Logan has had a rough past that he’s healing from. After losing his dear uncle…..”

” He recently told me about his loss, I didn’t know?” I cut her off.

She nods and continued “killed by an enemy. Logan loved his uncle a lot, more than any other family but he got shot. What’s my point? Logan is a really good man, Layla and if you can bear with him, you’ll see his good side some day and you’d be glad you waited. I know it’s not easy, taking you away from all the life you used to know but it gets better. I want you to give Logan a chance and you’ll see what a hopeless romantic he is. Life isn’t fair to anyone, Layla and he is no immortal. He deserves to be loved and cared for and I know you can do that for him. You can help him, Layla”

I just sat there watching her go on and on, taking a turn in saying a few things about his rough past life. I knew Logan had some good in him and our last time together proves it a thousand ways. But I wasn’t sure, regardless of my aging feelings for him, if I wanted to remain by his sides.

Logan violated me when he took me away and looked me up for months. I didn’t know if I was ready to spend the rest of my entire life stuck with him. I didn’t wanna start a love life I wasn’t entirely sure I could finish.

Nodding slightly, I gave her an appreciative smile. Antoniette paths my hand on the table and rose to her feet.

“I’ll be leaving early tomorrow morning before Mr Logan arrives ” she said.

I didn’t know Logan was going to be home tomorrow. I felt a bolt in my stomach. He’s only been gone for two days and I already felt like some part of me was missing. I didn’t know if I’d be able to handle myself when he comes tomorrow.

” Best you get some sleep now, okay?” She adds and I nodded again.

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“Goodnight”

As I watched her back turned to me as we exited the kitchen and she started towards the stairs, a dangerous thought occured to my mind like wild fire, spreading across my heart and poisoning it.

‘ it’s just the two of us, I can escape’

My heart took a drastic speed, blood pumping unusually as I looked around me for possible weapons. And just like that, all that’s happened between Logan and I thrown away with the thought of freedom.