My Place

Vivian POV

Did that fucker just say they can speak to me? Is that why no one would answer me? Acted like I didn't exist?

"Mario!" I shouted with rage.

"Yes Mistress?" He responded immediately.

What the fuck was this shit? "Did Niko order you not to speak to me."

"Yes. He just said we can now."

"You asshole." I punched his shoulder. I shook my hand knowing it hurt me more than him.

"Mistress, you should calm down. Please try. Niko isn't a patience man and he never allowed anyone to speak to him the way you just did. If someone dared to raise a hand at him, they would no longer have one." Marie pleaded with me.

I looked down to my hands then rubbed my wrist at the thought of Niko holding my arm down and chopping it off. I shuddered as I envisioned blood spraying everywhere. His eyes were cold like a harsh blizzard while my blood coated his devious smile. Fuck, stop thinking about that.

"I'm tired. Are there pajamas I can borrow?"

"Of course, dear. The dresser and closet is filled for