THE MAFIA’S CAPTIVE ANGEL

“You are nothing but a piece of shit, a fucking monster, all of you, and I hope you rot in hell. You know… I didn’t get to finish my word when the sound of a gunshot resonated around the room, followed by the thud of a body hitting the floor.

A loud scream left my lips, and my body shook in fright as I watched the lifeless body of Fabian on the floor. His eyes were open, with blood pooling in them.This content © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

Everywhere instantly turned black, and I shivered in fear, my breath coming fast.

“You are the monster, the murderer, the murderer.” The voice echoes, and I sob out, terrified. The sound of gunshots follows. I woke up with a start when I heard the sound of something hitting the floor, shattering into pieces, and I jumped off the bed, shaking violently. My body felt sluggish as I swung to the side slightly.

My eyes were blurry with sleep, and I had to blink a few times to get myself accustomed to the lights. When I could finally see, I let out a sigh. Zoey was standing there with a guilty look, giving me a sheepish smile.

“I’m so sorry for scaring you.” She was apologetic, placing a tray of food she held on the table before looking down at the shattered piece of a vase that had once been placed on the table. “You have been asleep all day, so I thought I would bring you dinner since you haven’t had anything.”

I only nodded because I couldn’t bring myself to form any words. I was still trying to calm my racing heart.

Zoey’s eyes scanned my state, looking deep into thought. It was like she was trying to figure out what was wrong. She takes in a deep breath, carefully walking towards me and taking her seat on the bed.

“You look like you had one hell of a night. Your face seems puffy, and your eyes are red.” She called out. “Did you perhaps cry?”

“I just didn’t sleep well.” I responded, avoiding her gaze. Last night’s ordeal still clouds my mind.

“You seriously look like a mess.”

“I feel like a mess.” I confessed with a groan. My head was aching and my eyes felt like they were burning, not to mention the pain I was feeling from Sin’s spanking.

She takes a hold of my hand, giving it a light squeeze.

“Last night must have been quite a scare for you.” She says this with a creased brow. “You are probably blaming yourself for what has happened, but Fabian’s death isn’t your fault. It’s going to take some getting used to, but Fabian definitely deserved what he got.

I was surprised by her words. I knew she had been in the mafia family for a long time, but hearing her say Fabian deserved what had happened to him didn’t sit well with me.

“Just because we had our differences doesn’t mean he deserves to die. “No one, absolutely no one, deserves to have their lives snatched away from them.” Zoey could very well tell my reaction, and she sighed, running her fingers through her hair.

“I get that you see the best in people, Mani, and I admire that about you. But a scumbag like Fabian doesn’t deserve your pity. You have forgotten that you are in the presence of the most ruthless mafia family in the world. That is, everyone here has taken a life and done far worse than you can imagine. So trust me when I say that Sin’s taking out a man like Fabian did the world all a favour.”

” Really?”  I scoffed: “Like Sin isn’t any different from him. After all, he happens to be their boss, which makes him the biggest scumbag in the world.” The fury in my eyes is visible.

I was pissed. pissed at the world, pissed at what had happened, pissed for having let sin win. I was pissed at myself for still wanting his touch.

Maybe you are right, or maybe not. But you shouldn’t judge a book by its cover. Sin might look cold, intimidating, and emotionless, but trust me when I say he has a heart, one you are yet to unlock.”

“Sure.”  I muttered under my breath sarcastically, and I was certain she heard it.

But Zoey didn’t say anything and instead stared off into space for a few seconds before returning her gaze to me and smiling. “You know what? Arguing with you does us no good. So let’s just put an end to this banter. Your food is getting cold. Why don’t you freshen up and have your dinner? Or eat before freshening up, whichever you prefer.”

“I think I’m going to freshen up first.”

“Sure, have it whatever way you please.” She responds by getting up from the bed. “I better tidy up this mess so you won’t get injured.” She nods over to the shattered glass before making her way to the table. ” I’m going to reheat the food. Why don’t we have dinner in the garden instead?”

As great as that sounded, I couldn’t risk encountering Sin, so I shook my head, turning down her request. “I’m not really in the mood. I will have it here instead.”

She stared at me for a while before smiling. “Sure,” Zoey says as she walks out of the room, picking up the tray.

Groaning, I got to my feet, walking over to the wardrobe to take a change of clothes before walking over to the bathroom.

As I closed the door behind me, I walked toward the mirror, glancing at my reflection. I grimaced at what I saw, even though I was half expecting myself to look a mess.

I looked horrible. Was I really standing in front of Luca and Zoey, looking like this? I was frightened just looking at my reflection in the mirror. I really do need a bath.

I winced as I quickly removed Sin’s shirt. I looked back at the mirror, turning to my back to see a faint bruise forming below my back due to how hard my back had hit Sin’s cold tiled floor.

Shaking my head, I stepped into the shower. The moment the warm water hit me, sliding down my bare body and warming the numbness, I felt my tense muscles loosen. At first, my bruises itched and were aching under the warm water, but after a few minutes, all I felt was warmth.

I took a deep breath as my body went limp. I lifted my face up into the spray and let the water cascade around me. A feeling of relaxation consumed me as I reached up, squeezed out some shampoo in my palm, and started to massage it through my hair before washing my body.

After I was done, I stayed under the water for a few more minutes, letting the heat penetrate my body. I stepped out of the shower on wobbling legs, and when the cool air hit my body, I shivered. Grabbing a towel from a nearby rack, I started to dry my hair and then my body. I wrapped the towel around me and went to stand in front of the mirror.

I looked much better. My face was no longer pale. My cheeks were red from the warm water, and my eyes shone brightly. After taking one last glance at my reflection, I towelled my body, changing into a clean top and shorts before stepping out of the bathroom to see Zoey already with our food.

A smile made its way to my lips, and I walked over to her, taking a seat on the bed.

“Why don’t we have our movie marathon tonight?” She asked, and I smiled, nodding in agreement.