Stolen By The Heartless Mafia Lord

A beautifully decorated bridal car drove along the clear roads of the city with an Entourage of cars carrying the bridal train following behind.

Inside of the bridal car sat the beautiful bride, her face covered by the sheer white veil, but her beautiful face could be seen through the glimmers of the shining glitter decorating the veil with a broad smile on her face, she looked extremely happy with sheer anticipation of her own wedding.

Vivian imagined the lovely life she would soon have with Brian after their wedding, they had both promised each other a beautiful life with a simple family, it was everything Vivian ever wished for, she curled her fingers as the anxiously eager feeling set in on her again.

She eagerly calculated the minutes left before they would reach the church and she would officially become Mrs Brian Huxly, though Brian was wealthy Vivian couldn't care less about his money, heck she didn't even care if they'd live in a shack, as long as she was with the man she loved. Finally, after all of the pain and loss she'd had to experience in the past, she could finally have someone by her side forever, someone she could truly honestly call family, something she'd been deprived of for a long time.

The smile on her face got wider when she recalled all the moments she'd shared with Brian, and today, she was going to be his wife, as all these beautiful thoughts raced through her head, something happened out of the blue that wiped all the gladness from her heart. All of a sudden, much to Vivian and the driver's surprise a large van suddenly appeared out of nowhere double-crossing the bridal car, the van stopped threateningly in front of the bridal car blocking it's way to go forward. The driver of the bridal car had no choice but to come to a screeching halt.

"What's going on?" Vivian asked fear beginning to rise up her chest.

"I don't know madame..."

The driver's words were suddenly interupted by loud gunshots that suddenly filled the air.

From inside the car Vivian caught sight of a few burly men in masks come out of the van with guns in their hands as they fired carelessly into the air, a feeling of dread engulfed her upon seeing them.

'Could they be kidnappers?' Vivian thought dreadfully.

"Madame, please get down!" The driver yelled in panic.

"Aah!!" Vivian yelled as a few shots sounded close to the car. She immediately lowered her head.

She began to feel worried about the people in the other cars, she hoped fervently that they'd be alright, as the gunshots kept sounding ceaselessly.

She didn't even realize when one of the men in black had come to her side of the car, the door was suddenly yanked open and a strong hand grabbed her arm. His face wasn't covered by a mask unlike the others, but she didn't have time to look at the man.

"Aaa!" Vivian shrieked as the person dragged her out of the car, "What do you want? Let me go!!" She yelled as she tried to free herself from the person's death grip.

"Shut up!" The man uttered irritatedly and continued to drag her forcefully towards the van.

"Please, let me go, please, I don't want to miss my wedding, please let me go, if you want money then..." Vivian was pleading desperately, If she was kidnapped now it would ruin her wedding, she had her heart set on getting married today and she wasn't willing to let anything get in the way. While Vivian was pleading with the man dragging her he suddenly halted his steps when she spoke of money making her also stop her words abruptly, but she immediately continued hopeful that was what they were after.

"If you want money I promise you're going to get it but please let me get married first, please," Vivian pleaded attempting to convince the kidnappers to at least let her tie the knot with Brian. She had a decent amount of savings along with the inheritance left for her after her parents death, and Brian also wasn't lacking in money.

The man scoffed, "Get married? I assure you, you won't miss it," The man's voice was deeply magnetic, however dark like the ring of a death gong summoning a person's soul to hell. He had a broad back turned to her and she could only catch peaks of the tattoos on his neck.

Vivian hadn't fully understood the meaning of his words when he continued to drag her forcefully dumping her into a seat in the van, she wanted to speak and plead once more but a darkness suddenly covered her vision as her head was covered with a dark bag.

The gunshots slowly began to seize and seconds later, the van began to move driving away from the scene, leaving frightful screams behind.

"Let me go... Please let me go... Help... Someone help me!!!" Vivian screamed loudly, the sack over her head muffled her voice a bit but could still be heard, however no matter how much she screamed it seemed like no one was listening to her, she tried to move but her hands were restricted, she could only attempt to squirm free, but no matter how hard she tried she wasn't able to free herself from the strong grip of the person holding her.

All she could see was darkness, yet she could fully sense that there were no other people around her except for the person holding her.

After what seemed like hours of driving, the van finally came to a stop, Vivian felt the hand restraining her attempts to flee grabbed her down the car, when her feet landed on the floor again, she began to struggle with all her might. The thought of how hurt Brian would be when she didn't arrive at the altar made her fight even harder.

She kicked and punched but the person she was hitting seemed to be made of rock as he didn't budge even for a bit.

As if he'd had enough of her crazy struggling the man suddenly clasped her hands together to restrain her then picked her up like a sack of hay over his shoulder.

"Put me down, let me go and I promise I won't call the cops, I promise I won't report any of you just let me go!!!" Vivian flailed and kicked, then begged but the person ignored all her words.

Her heart clenched in pain at her futile attempts to escape from this troublesome situation she'd fallen in, even more so when she thought about Brian. She was certain he'd go berserk searching for her right now.

"Am warning you, let me go right now otherwise... Otherwise when my fiancee finds you I swear he won't let this go, you all will be in trouble the moment he finds you, you'll all regret ever kidnapping me!!!" Vivian threatened since they wouldn't listen to her pleas, but she was certain, Brian would certainly not let them off for what they've done.

After the sound of a door being clicked open, Vivian suddenly felt her feet land on the floor as the person put her down, there was still a sack over her head so she couldn't see where she was right now. A hint of hope started to build in her, maybe the kidnappers got scared since she threatened them.

"Let me tell you, you certainly don't want to mess with my fiancee, let's make a deal, you guys let me go, and I promise I won't tell him anything about you all, in fact, I'll convince him not to try and find you guys and that this was all a mistake, just let me go." Vivian tried to negotiate, but a sound of laughter suddenly erupted in the room, the laughter wasn't coming from the man close to her who'd carried her but from the other side of the room, it was if everything she just said was incredibly hilarious to the person, but the laughter was silenced a second later.

Vivian heard the man in front of her say, "How about I propose another deal? Keep your mouth shut and don't even attempt to say another word, otherwise..." The man with a deeply dark voice threatened before pulling the sack off her head.

Vivian gasped fresh air before her eyes focused on her surroundings, she was currently in a spacious room that looked like an office, there was one couch in the corner and a working desk in the other corner. Standing behind the desk in front of her was a young man who looked to be in his mid twenties, Vivian realized he was the one who'd laughed earlier, the man was quite good looking, he was wearing an official suit and had a small smile on his lips.

Vivian swung her head towards the man beside her, she couldn't stop a gasp from escaping her lips. The person before her was a tall man with broad shoulders, his face was a picture of a breathtakingly handsome yet dangerously deadly looking man. His perfectly sculpted jawline was clenched ominously, and his dark eyes held a foreboding chill that would make people feel like he was the reincarnation of a demon.

Vivian couldn't help but shiver the moment she set her eyes on him, the inexplicable fear that was lodged in her throat felt like it would burn her to bits.

"Just like I assured you earlier, you certainly aren't late for your own wedding." His deeply magnetic voice sounded breaking her from her shocked stupor.

"What?" Her voice was barely audible, but she hadn't understood what he meant by his words.

He picked up a file on the desk and extended it to her, with the frightening look in his eyes, she took it with shaky hands.

"Sign it." He ordered.

Vivian glanced down at the file, her hands were shaking unsteadily, but she had clearly been able to read the heading on the papers.

'A marriage agreement?' Vivian was puzzled as her eyes skimmed over the paper. The left side of the paper already had a signature, with the name written boldly for her to see.

Vivian gasped in horror, 'Sebastian King!!?'

She hadn't read it wrong, the initials signed on the paper was the name Sebastian King, in the city who didn't know that the mention of that name meant the most dangerous man in the country, some even called him, the devil.

Vivian felt punched by a shocking realization of the fact that the man standing in front of her was the famous Sebastian King, the deadly Mafia Lord, Don of the dark gangs.

She had a million questions swirling through her head, but the most important one was that, why had Sebastian King asked her to sign a marriage agreement?

"What... What is this?" She asked shakily.

"Exactly what your eyes see." Sebastian said plainly, his handsome face holding a stern expression as he spoke, "Sign it!"

Vivian couldn't believe her ears, or her eyes, today was her wedding, and she was supposed to be getting married to Brian Huxly, her boyfriend of five years, the man she loved, but here she was in a strange place, suddenly the most dangerous man in the country was trying to make her sign a marriage with him?

It all sounded outrageously ridiculous that Vivian took a minute to recover before she said, "No."

"No?" Sebastian asked lowly, the darkness in his eyes a clear threat.

"I won't sign this, I don't know why you're doing this to me but please, I beg you, just let me go, I'm to be married to my fiancee today so please take me back to him." She was getting scared, getting scared of the presence of the man standing in front of her, getting scared of what was about to happen when she'd go against this man who's feared by all.

With a menacing step forward closing the space between them Sebastian said, "Don't you dare mention your so called fiancee repeatedly in front of me, whether you sign those papers or not, is not up to you to decide, if you won't sign them so easily, then you'll sign it with your feet when I chop off every single one of your fingers."

Vivian shuddered frightfully at his threats, the man's reputation of being the most dangerous person around wasn't false, but the person she loved was Brian, and he was the one she'd marry and no one else, "You can do whatever you want to me, kill me if you want to but I'll never sign those papers, the only person am ever getting married to is Brian and no one else!" She said firmly, the fake bravery she'd mustered glimmering in her eyes.

Vivian felt like the temperature suddenly dropped, the air in the room became scarce and it was difficult to breathe. Sebastian's eyes were dark, but not the kind that held just threat, but one that held rage, his jaw was clenched tightly, and his eyes glared dangerously at her.

Vivian's heart thumped wildly in fright at the deadly look in his eyes, the look in his eyes promoted her to attempt taking a few step backwards away from him but the minute she tried to take a step, she found herself grabbed by him, the next thing she knew he'd picked her up flinging her over his shoulder again and strode out of the room.

"Let me go... Please!" More tears flowed down her cheeks, she was scared of what he was going to do to her. How on Earth had she offended this man, she didn't even know him at all, yet here she was in such a deep trouble.

Sebastian walked down the long hallway, taking a left turn he pushed open the door to a room standing at the end of the hallway.

He threw her into the large bed inside the room, before she could pick herself up a weight came over her, and the next thing she knew he was on top of her, his manly scent filling her senses. She was repulsed by his proximity to her even more so what he was going to do to her as she desperately fought to get away from him.

"Don't touch me... Get away from me!!" she squirmed and kicked as if her life depended on it but she couldn't overpower him as he pressed her arms over her head, he pressed over her with his weight so she couldn't move.

Vivian swung her head to the side in repulsion as all her struggles were futile.

"Please... Please don't!" Tears trickled down her face as she cried for her freedom from this devil of a man but all her cries fell on deaf ears. She didn't stop trying to struggle but she was already held down, no amount of struggling could break her free from him.

His mouth landed on the crook of her neck, his kisses were harsh and rough, the white wedding gown was torn to shreds from her body, she beat at his chest when her hands were free but it was futile.

His actions were brutal, like a hungry beast finally devouring a prey after years of starvation. She hated it, every single second of his touch, she longed to escape, hoped against hope that this was nothing but a nightmare, one that she would wake up from and find Brian by her side, but his painful bites all over her was clear evidence it was happening.

The pain in her body when he forcefully entered her was nothing compared to the heart wrenching pain in her heart, pain filled tears streaked down her face. There was nothing she could do, there was no way she could fight it, she had been defiled.

Vivian didn't know how long the torture lasted for, but she'd stopped struggling at some point, as her energy had been drained, she could only stare listlessly like a ghost who'd lost it's soul.

One thing was certain, from this day onwards, her life would never be the same again.