8: Messed-Up Princess

Abby’s POV

"Well, I don't feel special just because I'm different..." I tapped furiously on the table with my hand.

"Your family doesn't want you, Abby. I'm now your family, so you're my wife, and you signed the contract. remember?!" 

Then I looked into his eyes, which were as cold as ice and as deep as my soul. "What do you want me to do? What am I supposed to do as your wife then?!"

"Do whatever you can to make me happy."

“I’m not a clown!” I yelled at him. 

"No, you're not a clown but my wife. It's a responsibility of yours to please me." Then he leaned over to kiss my forehead, slammed the door, and left me in the spacious dark room.

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I got out of bed and made an effort to investigate the goings-on in this mysterious mansion.

I have no idea what the Mafia is involved in, but in my head, they are just as nasty as any other criminal, out to get rich quickly and kill anyone who stands in their way.

 I bring my phone along and take pictures all over the mansion. Then I heard a few women crying in the last room. They were dressed like hookers.

I walked up to her and asked, "What happened?"

The woman with all the bruises looked at me and said, "Don't look at me!  Get out of here!" she yelled. "You have to leave this place or you'll end up like me."

I tried to look for a key to open the glass door for her, but when I’m about to step back. My back collided with someone and I turned to face the man who can punish me in every moment. 

“What are you doing, Abby?” 

"Why are all those girls in the same room? Why are you keeping them?" 

"Abby, they're not my prisoners; Xander put them in that situation!" He responded calmly, and he pulled me out of the dark hallway. We both looked back and saw Xander standing in the middle of the corridor.

"Hey, woman! What do you want to do here?" Xander clicked his tongue and rubbed his nose. He stepped forward to talk to me, but Fabian grabbed my hand and put me behind his back.

At this point, the atmosphere has gotten very tense, and my heart starts to beat faster because Xander looks more dangerous than Fabian. I know Fabian will help me get out of this situation because Fabian is the Mafia Boss. But why do I have this feeling that Xander, the violent guy, wants me in bed?

"Do you think you can keep her for as long as you want?" He said it in a threatening way. "Hmm, just wait until it's my turn. I'll let her bleed and beg on my knees for being such a naughty girl." 

Fabian moved forward and grabbed Xander by the collar while giving him the most dangerous look.

"Don't talk like that to her!"

"So what? Stop acting like she's a messed-up princess. That's not how we treat girls, and I know she has the flash drive. What do you think about using her as bait to get rid of those silly enemies?" Xander's voice was rough and he glanced at me with hopeful eyes.

Fabian pushed Xander against the wall and punched his brother in the face, making Xander cough up blood.

"Stupid scumbag!"

Fabian grabbed my wrist as he took me upstairs and shut the door behind him. I'm still panting because I'm always nervous. This Villa is full of dangerous people, so I can't stay here anyway. I looked around and felt dizzy, so I sat down on the floor, biting my lower lip and rubbing my hands together.

"Abby, pay attention."

"Don't trust my brother," He said as I looked at him.

He put all my belongings in the suitcase and said, "We have to go... Because you have the files, someone wants your head."

"Huh? What do you mean?" I asked with a raised eyebrow.

"They know you have the most important flash drive, and the enemy wants it."

I bit my lower lip and swallowed my worry hard. "The flash drive? Miguel died because of the flash drive?!"

"Who 's Miguel?"

"My beloved boyfriend."

He couldn't say anything, as if he knew who Miguel Bozelli was. Then he looked at me and asked, "Is he the officer who was a secret agent and took all those files in one drive?"

I shake my head in confusion because I don't know what he is talking about. This would be a total disaster if Miguel did this to endanger my life.

“I don’t know, I don’t know anything…” 

"Come with me," he said, taking my hand. We ran downstairs while his men watched the area, got into his car, and were about to leave when Xander stopped us. "Where are you going with her? Do you think that Abby can get away with this?"

"No, but please keep an eye out for us! We're brothers, so please don't pick a fight with me, Xander! You know me really well!"

Fabian gets in the car and leaves Xander, who looks upset. I don't know what's making Xander so upset. He didn't even like me being here; he saw me as a distraction and a threat to their family.

“Where are you taking me?” 

"To my paradise hotel." He said in a soft voice as he closed his eyes and rested his head on the seat. Fabian looks tired like he didn't have the time to sleep at all.  I don't know what's in the files, but I do know that if they fall into the wrong hands, they could be very dangerous for everyone.

When he finally fell asleep next to me, I leaned over to see his deeply sleeping face and touched his face to make sure he was okay. But he quickly grabbed my hand, opened his eyes, and stared at me.

"Abby, you are such a bad girl..." Then he took my seatbelt off and shut the privacy window between his driver and me.

I gasped when he grabbed me and made me sit on his lap.

"What—" I struggled with his rugged grip on both my hands, and then soft lips touched my shaking lips. It feels like a kiss from the Devil Mafia, making me melt instantly.