Bound by Betrayal (The Mafia King Captive Bride)

Mason

Walking into my room, I tugged on my tie in frustration, loosening it a little. Before bringing out my phone, and scrolling through it for any new messages, but as usual, there was nothing… She still hadn’t replied.

I have dialed her number multiple times since I left her by the roadside to rush and attend to urgent matters in the hospital. I’ve called and sent messages, but still, there’s been no response from her up to this moment.

Is she okay?

What if something bad happened to her?

I was lost in my thoughts when the door was suddenly pushed open, and a familiar voice reverberated behind me. “You’re back,” the voice echoed.

Placing my phone on the nightstand, I simply nodded and hummed as I made my way to the refrigerator, grabbing a bottle of canned water. Opening it, I took a sip. I can feel her eyes following my every action. “You look tense,” she remarked, her eyes fixed on me.

“I just got back from work,” I replied, but she only hummed and shot me a skeptical smirk.

“M. M.. mm,”

“My mom called to inform me that she spotted you and, of course, my dear sister at the hospital today,” she revealed, flashing me a naughty smile.

Fuck……!! Mrs, Charlotte.

What was I expecting?

“She told you, I see,” I responded, taking another sip of water, ignoring the teasing smile on her face.

“Yeah,” she nodded, folding her hands across her chest. “So how did the meeting go? I mean, how does she act around you?” she inquired, her curiosity piqued, eagerly watching me.

Her body reaction? How does she feel around me? This is the truth that I don’t think I am ready to confront.

She seems nervous and uncomfortable around me. She is close to me but then again it feels way distant at the same time.

Closing my eyes, I drag in a deep breath before opening them to meet the curious eyes staring back at me. “I didn’t see you in the hospital today,”

“My mother’s presence is already enough, besides you don’t anticipate all of us to be flocking there like lost puppies.” She retorts. “I wasn’t his precious daughter so he shouldn’t expect much from me,” she adds, sighing.

Nodding, I reached into my suitcase and tossed a couple of photos to her. “What’s this?” she asked, eyeing me suspiciously before she slowly glanced at the pictures. I could see a sudden satisfactory smile spread across her face. “What?!” She exclaimed and then turned to stare back at me.

“She’s still into you, man,” her eyes sparkled with excitement. “You should be excited,” she said, a smile tugging at her lips as she shrugged.

I should be happy that we hung out but… but I don’t think she feels the same way toward me anymore.

“What are you planning with the photos?” I inquired, brushing off her questions as I made my way to the nightstand to see if she had responded to me.

With a smile, she nodded thoughtfully, turning to face me. “I have to send it to Damien,” she replied. “I wonder what his reaction will be when he sees the pictures.”

Immediately the word left her lips, I stopped what I was doing and turned around. “That monster will track me down,” I exclaimed.

“Don’t worry about that, one step at a time,” she reassured me with a smile, moving closer. “We should celebrate,” she said, running her hand over my hair, brushing it back before giving me a mischievous grin.

“Aren’t you a bit concerned that I still love her?”

Looking at me, she burst into a mocking laugh, leaving me puzzled. Pausing her laughter, she gave me a look as if I had gone crazy. “I know you’ve always had feelings for her, and besides, it was just a fling between us, nothing more, Mason,” she said.

Yes she was right, it was just sex between us but at least we……

Seeing the expression on my face, she smirked and halted in front of me. Placing her hand on my shoulder, and whispered, “If you still want her, go get her. But as for me, I want that position… I want to be by Damien Albrecht’s side. I deserve that shit,”

“Olivia,”

“Shhhhh,” she hushed me, leaning in for a deep kiss on my lips, catching me off guard. “I made dinner, freshen up and come down,” she said with a smirk before walking away.

BAM! The sound of the door snapped me back to reality, and with a tired sigh, I flopped onto the bed. Checking my phone once more, I let out a frustrated sigh and tossed it aside.

I think she loves him.

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Olivia

We had finished dinner, and normally, I chose to leave from his place. I needed a spot to clear my head, a moment to gather my thoughts.Content property of NôvelDra/ma.Org.

Taking a seat in a cafe with a cup of coffee in hand, my mind continued to drift in various directions.

I don’t care how I’ll do it, but I need to make a move. I have to lay my hands on Daniel Harlow’s properties, but the problem now is how to get hold of his will. That man is never trustworthy; I wouldn’t be shocked to see that witch’s name written in his will.

But the question is, how do I find an experienced tracker? Time is no longer on my side, he’s lying in the hospital, and God knows when he’ll wake up. I need to act fast.

I need help… And just then, Mason’s face flashed through my mind.

Goddammit!!

That one is a weakling, I’m keeping him around just to use him as a distraction for that winch and get in the picture.

However, still lost in my thoughts, I noticed the chair in front of me being pulled back. Following the sound, I immediately looked up and saw a young, burly man dressed in a black sleek suit, gently smiling down at me.

Who is this?

“Who told you to sit here?!” I snapped, giving him a fierce look, but he just smirked back at me.

“I’m pretty sure you caught what I said,” I growled, fixing my gaze on him but he casually shrugged and reclined in his chair. “Well, hello, Olivia Harlow,” he greeted, making me whip my head towards him. A mix of shock and confusion flashed through my face.