Bound by Betrayal (The Mafia King Captive Bride)

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My heart raced as I tried to decipher his furious gaze. What’s this announcement he’s talking about? I wondered, my mind racing with curiosity. What is happening? The last time I remembered, he was acting all goody but right now……. I mean right now, he looks like a lion ready to devour his prey which is no other than me. The tension in the air was palpable, and I could feel a sense of impending danger.

“Get up!”

I couldn’t help but visibly flinch as his voice thundered through the air, causing me to instinctively rise from the ground. Deep down, I longed to find the strength to conquer my fear of him, but it seemed like an insurmountable task. This wasn’t just any ordinary adversary we were dealing with; this was a demon….. A creature who has spilled blood without remorse. Adding me to his list wouldn’t be anything new to him.

I cleared my throat cautiously, refraining from speaking. As I straightened myself, I mustered the courage to meet his gaze, locking eyes with those captivating silver orbs that had haunted my thoughts ever since I first laid eyes on him in the media.

Hours dragged on, and at last, I mustered the courage to part my trembling lips and utter a word. But before I could even form a complete sentence, Damien’s massive hand clamped around my neck, cutting off my words, and I was forcefully thrown against the wall. The intensity of his actions sent shockwaves through my body, leaving me gasping for air.

His hand tightened around my throat, while the other firmly gripped my waist, all thanks to Olivia….. I groaned as I struggled to free myself but his grip was damn tight and rough at the same time. Still, I continued struggling, strangely I felt the tingles that were rather too quick to erupt. My breath hitched as I felt him lean closer, so close that our noses briefly brushed, and I could feel the warmth of his breath upon my lips.

However, a wave of heat washed over me, enveloping the room in an inexplicable steaminess. It was as if my thoughts became hazy, clouded by the overwhelming sensation. I couldn’t think straight anymore, lost in the mesmerizing chaos of the moment. The air crackled with an electrifying energy, leaving me both disoriented and strangely exhilarated.

Damien’s lips grazed my cheeks, moving closer to my right ear, his voice dripping with venom as he uttered my name, “Ashley Hallow.” The emotionless gaze in his eyes sent a shiver down my spine, causing me to involuntarily tremble. Honestly, I don’t think that I can be able to survive in the presence of this captivating yet terrifying demon. I felt a mix of nervousness, fear, and an inexplicable heat that coursed through my veins. I bit down hard on my tongue, trying to contain the overwhelming sensations as his cold gaze pierced through me. His lips hovered dangerously close to mine as he posed his question.

“Who did you pay to make that announcement?! You think you’re smart, don’t you? His question echoed in my mind, leaving me puzzled. But suddenly, a wave of shock and confusion washed over me as realization dawned. My eyes widened in disbelief as I looked up, meeting his furious gaze, his eyes blinking with anger.

This is not possible.

I have even forgotten about the announcement he told me to make but what does he mean by paying someone to make the announcement? What happened?

Fear filled my eyes as I continued to gaze at him, unable to find my voice. No matter how hard I tried, my mouth remained silent, my words trapped within. A gasp escaped my lips, mingling with the pain that surged through me as his grip tightened, squeezing deeper. It felt like a part of me was dying in that moment, a heaviness settling in my chest. Though tears welled up, threatening to spill, I fought against them, refusing to let them fall. I had made a promise to myself, a vow to never shed tears for him.

“If I, Damien Albrecht, find out that you are behind this mess. I promise you that I will shred y…….”

Suddenly, Damien paused, almost as if the word was stuck in his throat. Something flicked in his cold eyes but it vanished instantly before I could tell what it was. And just then, shock and confusion reappeared in his piercing silver gaze.

“Why’d you stop?” I blurted out, my words tumbling out faster than I intended, as I listened to the fast beating of my heart. His hold on me tightened harder, “Go on, hit me! Finish what you were saying! Tell me exactly how you’ll tear me apart, how you’ll end my life!” I shouted, the tears finally rolling down from my eyes.

“No. This is…. Not possible,” he whispered under his breath to himself but I heard him. Confusion mirrored in my own eyes, leaving me equally perplexed.

My eyebrows furrowed as I saw him muttering through clenched teeth, his gaze growing even more intense. He forcefully pushed me against the wall, his grip tightening. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?!” he snapped, staring into my eyes as if searching for something, something that seemed to puzzle him. It was as if there was a force pulling him back, preventing him from torturing me like he always did.

Though whatever was troubling him was the least of my concerns at this moment. Exhaustion washed over me, and I felt the air slowly escaping my lungs. Ignoring the tingling sensation and the overwhelming urge to lean against his strong, bare chest, I tightened my grip on his hands. My nails dug deeper into his skin as I pleaded, “Please, just let me go.”

My voice trailed off, muffled by the pressure against my throat, and at that moment, his phone buzzed insistently in his pocket. With his left hand, he retrieved it while keeping his grip on me. Answering the call, he snapped at the person on the other end, demanding, “What?”

I couldn’t catch what the person said, but I did notice his grip loosening slightly around my neck. “Okay, I’ll be there right now,” he said, ending the call and sliding the phone back into his pocket. His cold gaze locked with mine once again.

“Hmmm,” a deadly smirk tugged the side of his lips as he let go of me and tossed me to the bed like I weighed nothing. He turned to leave but abruptly halted, and glanced at my direction. His eyes were fixed on me, unmoving, almost as if he was contemplating and conflicted. However, in an instant, those emotions vanished, replaced by a chilling stare directed right at me.

“Don’t you dare leave this room until I get back,” he commanded, his urgency palpable as he hurried out. BAM…!!! The door violently crashed against its hinges, sending a shiver down my spine. Assessing the situation, I sprang out of bed and swiftly retrieved my phone from my purse.

I frantically unlocked my phone and hurriedly navigated to the media. A gasp escaped my lips, causing my legs to falter and sending me crashing back to the floor. Confusion and shock coursed through my veins as my eyes were fixated on the headline that flashed across my screen.