Abducted by the Mafia

She was breathing heavily. Sweat poured off her forehead. Her hands were tied, but after a lot of struggle, it wasn't feeling tight around her wrists. They didn't tie her properly as she began to scream loudly as she saw two constables marching at them. But they deceived them easily and sped up the car. The driver slowed his car as he attended his call. She was seeing them carefully, moving her eyes on their faces. No one was paying any attention to her but she was still their prisoner and they were her kidnappers. She was almost on her way to untie the rope around her wrists. When she unfastened it. She slowly went for the door of the car, watching them carefully, and opened it. She didn't think once about the consequences of jumping out of the car. Without any delay, she got up on her feet and started to run. She wanted to run away as far as she could. She didn't glance at her back as she was scared like hell. She was running for her life. She could feel her

She could guess from his look. He was planning something dangerous for her. He had already proved to her that he was cruel and vicious. Bruises from his fingers were living proof of it. It was stinging, " What do you mean by that? " She whispered. Before she could confront him, She heard the click of the door. " Open the door. " She rushed at it. She tried to turn the knob. It was locked. She hit the door with her hands. She felt the seeping heat from her hands after the effect of bangs. She got no response. She deflated, sliding against the wooden door. Tears were silently flowing down her cheeks. She gazed down at her arms. She could see marks of his hand on her left arm. Her right wrist was paining, thankfully no mark was left by devil's fingers on it. She wandered her orbs around the room. It was bigger than her room. There was a queen-size bed with a white floral sheet and green covers. She stared at the walls. The walls were painted with a light re

Carefully, she donned his coat through her arms. She could smell the fresh light fragrance of wood. His coat was so big for her. Better! It was not showing marks on her body. His burning eyes on her body were still fresh in her mind. She felt a light of hope when she heard his tender voice which was totally changed into a thundering voice in this hall room. She was expecting him to take her away from his hell. She heard him bitterly taking the name of them who he demanded to see immediately. ' Gabby addresses him as Boss which means that the monster has a boss. But those goons were also calling him Boss! ' She was ignoring them, why was he shouting at two blonde girls? Who forced her to dress and a taller one slapped her. She didn't put any questions as she considered her kidnapper must have told them to do so. " Amiya, " He said in a sweet tone like honey melted in his mouth. She lifted her head and stared at him. He was in a bla

Stunned, she stared at him with big round eyes. " W w w " She couldn't make her words out. " Yes or no? " He asked and showed her the screen of his phone's display where it was clearly written ROBBIE. He was about to press the button. Indeed, he wasn't going to do anything like that. He'd send her back to her brother but he would never allow his brother to lay his eyes on her. He could see the pain on her face and water in her eyes, " Yes, " She whispered. ' I know it's wrong. But it's feeling right with you. ' He could hear her loudly pounding heartbeats. He let out a blow and raked his hand, '' Let's go and keep the word required in your mind. You know what marriage means." He whispered as tugged her with him. " B but. " She pulled her arm from his hold. " You have your whole life to stutter. " He couldn't let the whole property slip from his hands and land in Robbie's hands, especially not after what he saw today and after his kinkiest shit.

He peered at his wrist. It was going to be ten minutes past to leave her. He excused himself and trotted toward his room. It was taking much more time than required. He thought to saunter toward his room. He did not want to leave the party as his guests were stopping him to congratulate him on this important day. Receiving greetings, and blessings from his guests, he paced ahead meanwhile his phone buzzed in his pocket. He took it out of his pocket and glanced at the display. It assured him something was definitely wrong. Did she try to run? He thought. When he got the name of Mark on the display. Immediately, He raised it up to his ear and trotted toward his room. "Did you call the doctor? "He asked and disconnected it as he jostled it back in his pocket. He reached the door of his room. She was lying on the bed, her heels were jutted out on the bed and hanging. He slid his one hand under her back and second under her thighs, "What happened