Sold to the mafia boss

I ran over to the bathroom, emptying my stomach contents on the toilet and grabbing my stomach as I sat down on the cold tiled floor.

I felt the anxiety flow through my veins, my head throbbing fast.

To say I was scared was an understatement. I was literally hyperventilating about what Logan would likely do to me once Beverly told him what I said to her.

A few minutes ago I’d have proudly told anyone how I didn’t care about dying, if he decided to put a bullet through my head that I wouldn’t flinch. But now I felt scared, scared out of my wits.

I picked myself up after a while and washed my reddening face. I watched my reflection on the mirror and couldn’t believe I was staring at myself.

A few days ago I’d been sad, laying up in my room till I heard Maddy through my window screaming my name for us to leave for work. Although we sometimes worked different shifts, we enjoyed going together and waiting on each other. We’d walk down the busy streets and take the train to the club. I’d been sad but there were moments when I actually smiled. There were times when I was actually glad I was out in the sun, walking and feeling the breeze hit my face. I’d been sad but nothing compared to what I was feeling right now.

It’s been hours, locked up in my room. After washing myself, I laid back on the bed and watched the stark white ceiling, my eyes tracing the brilliant architectural expertise designs.

I wondered if Logan was in the house. If he’d went out like earlier. The moment I saw the sun seeping in through the glasses, I knew it was way past afternoon.

Picking myself up, I walked over to the door. I’d expected it to automatically slide open like earlier but when it didn’t, I began pounding on it. One of his men, the one I’d recognized from yesterday steps up and punched in some passcodes on the outside and the doors slid open.

” I just wanna go downstairs ” I told him, filling his curiosity before he even asked. He steps away and I walked past him. He started following me but then stopped after taking a few steps. I stepped into the elevator but it refused to work. Stepping off it, I took the stairs that lead me into the large sitting room. I guess this was the only place I was allowed to visit.

I sat for a long while, awaiting Logan’s presence screaming and hitting me for attempting to escape with the help of Beverly but it never came. Hours dragged by and I didn’t see him. I slept off on the couch, only waking up hours later to find the twilight disappearing outside the glass walls. I didn’t know how long I slept but I knew the darkness of the night was only a matter of minutes away.

When I returned back to the room, my eyes skimping every corner for a possible exit, I met a tray of food prepared on my bed.

Pushing the food to the side, I slid under the bed duvet and let the sleep take over me. I hadn’t realized how fast I could sleep until I was so desperate to leave this world behind me.

LOGAN’S P. O. V.

After phoning the Amazon Wears Dani had personally researched about, I had the woman come over to take her orders. I knew Layla needed a change of clothes and I wanted her to have the best in town. I wanted to take her shopping but I didn’t have the luxury of time.

She could try to cause a scene- that was the last thing I cared about – in her attempts to escape but that could easily be handled. I knew she was going to try to make the woman help her escape and I gladly sat behind my computer, watching her from the camera I’d planted in her room.

Surprisingly, she hadn’t made attempts to talk to Beverly about helping her escape before I walked out of the room from sheer boredom.

” She is going to tell you to help her escape from the house, ” I remembered the words I’d said to Beverly the day of our meeting ” but she’s been suffering from severe heartbreak after losing her mother to cancer. She’s finding it hard to believe she’s gone and move on. That’s why I brought her here. We’d be leaving for our honeymoon after she completes her therapy and I’d urge you to ignore her pleas to escape ”

And now, I stood on my large circular balcony, dragging the smoke off my cigarette and watching the night sky, watching the city. It was hard to hear the noises from the main city upfront. With one hand deepened into my pants side pocket, I seeped from the alcohol glass in my other hand and resumed watching the dark city.

Dani is seated on the circular oak table at the center of the balcony, working his hands on his laptop trying to find my next target.

Astrid is leaning against the opposite rail, his eyes probably fixed on nothing.

” Boss, ” Dani calls, the sound of his laptop turning on the table ” I found your man ”

Still facing forward, I asked ” where is he? ”Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

” At an old underground Chinese club house. Dark Alleyway ” he replied.

Turning around to see his laptop screen turned to me, I matched out towards the door, Dani shutting his laptop close and following suit. We hurried down the short stairs and into the elevator that took us down into the in-built garage below. Two of my black cars were already filled up with my men.

Astrid pulls the back door open for me and I sat down, Dani sitting down from the other side and the cars howling to life as we drove off into the dark nights.