He Is The Mafia Boss
So she had been traumatized?. All this while she won't believe it, she keeps scratching her wrist. Thise did not seat well with Nicklaus.
"I am not gonna fine." She mummurs. No one heard. And she didn't want anybody to afterall.
"We are here". Alejandro announced. Things had been awkward in the car after what happened in the hotel. After she had a panic attack.
Nicklaus gets down from the car and helps her out of the car while Alejandro drive the to settle well in the garage.
"You're okay?". Nicklaus asked, his voice in a monotone.
"Huumn" she answers without glancing at him.
"He is dangerous,and without emotions. And people without emotions are heartless".
"He is dangerous, and without emotions. And people without emotions are heartless".
"He is dangerous, and without emotions. And people without emotions...." The voice keep repeating itself in her head. And whose voice was it?.
She did not know, she really wanted to know. These man was so mysterious.
She studied the large building. It is so large and beautiful. She never thought these man can be these so powerful, mysterious and these wealthy.
It is so not healthy. She was so caught up in her thoughts, she did not notice wall before her before she bumped into it.
Except that it was not a wall, it was Nicklaus. "Whoops love, watch it". He caught her.
"I_i am so sorry. I was caught up_". "Yes.i get it. You need rest, Alejandro would help you with what you need. I have work to do".
He said, and walks away. That dark aura of his in all his resplendent glory. Why did he have to be so beautiful?. And all arrogant?.
"I am good, I can do it_" she could not complete her sentence.
"Yeah obviously" he completed for her. Ironically.
But she has walk in the room he told her was hers before Alejandro comes to her aid If she ever needs anything.
So she did not hear him speak.
"Wow" she mummurs, as she studied the room. The room is just too beautiful. Painted White, and on the middle was nothing but a queen sized bed. With a white sheet.
"This is incredible". She continues, her fingers to feel the life in the black desk placed on the left corner of the room.
She opens the drawer and nothing was found in it.
"Did no one ever used these room?". She asks no one in particular.
Her attack was already behind. She was trying to blend in because the man that has taken her away from all she has. Which she is not even sure if she has anything.
He has taken her away form these world. From the world that was once hers and now he took away her memory, and she has to just live with it. Because she was the collateral her father used in paying these man, whose armory costs billions of dollars.
And she has no right to choose, no right for freedom.
Her life is being crushed, because her so called father did not even come for her. Nicklaus had warned her to never try to run away form him.
She would only get her self killed. It was dangerous. The other mafia lords were after her.
After her, because she was worth alot. How much was her father's wealth?.
She did not even want to know.
The Mafia is dangerous, and she is now entangled with them. And it hurts.
"Knock, knock". It must be Alejandro..
She rushes to the door and was surprised to meet Nicklaus return.
"What are you doing here?". Ske asks surprisingly.
"Oh. Um_ so Alejandro needed to be with his wife. And I am sure you're hungry. You come down for sandwich when you're done." He says and left.
That personality of his. He had came here and barked orders at her to come down to eat. And who the hell makes sandwich for dinner?.
She was never going to obey his orders.
One thing she knows is that, she is worth alot. And he needed her. And she in turh needed him for protection.
But his armory is not with him. Which is because her father took it away and has been hiding in a hell hole.
Too chicken-shit to save his own daughters life.
That is exactly why he has being keeping her from the world.
Her stomach growls. She needed to go down, heavens knows when last she had food.
In the kitchen, Nicklaus is dressed in a black sweatshirt and a black pant that looked so hot. He obviously just took a shower, because the smell of after-shave took over the atmosphere.
Crystal could not take her eyes off him. His muscles clenching and unclenching as he was preparing the tea from it's machine.
In two black cups was the tea. Turning, he caught her staring and she quickly avert her eyes searching no where in particular.
He passed one to her she took it and for the slightest moment their fingers brushed each other's. And these sent tingles all over her body.
"You're good?. Cause like your cheeks are on fire". He mocked and picked the sand Wich behind her which makes things more awkward because he was so close to her.
Just like the way he had done to her when he had caught her running away in the hotel.
When he made her feel his perfectly framed abs.
God those abs.
Then he suddenly retreats.
These feeling are new.
He was making her feel things. And he was aware of his effect on her.
She snatched the sand Wich and dashed back upstairs, without responding. She could hear him chuckle.
She was blushing?. Because of his abs?.
How old was she again?.
She stopped in her tracks and asks from the stairs. "Um_ do you know my age?". She asks nervously.
"Nineteen. You are nineteen.". He responds.
"How did you know?" "I have my ways, and that is actually a piece of shit in my record. I am the Mafia remember?".
Right, he gets whatever he wants. Just like he has her.