The mafia king

I was sitting inside a private jet and it was so huge, I mean the interior was jaw dropping with the comfortable business seats but my jaw didn't drop as I was crying so hard thinking about my impending death.

But anyway a small smile crept on my crying face,

Atleast I got a chance to sit on a private jet before my death.

As the time passed by, my eye lids felt heavy as sleep engulfed me.

Someone patted my cheeks and I slowly opened my eyes and saw Daria standing in front of me with a small smile.

"Where are we?" I asked rubbing my eyes. I was unplastered when we entered the plane but my hands were still tied.

"Dear, we are in Honolulu."

After 10 hours of long flight we reached Honolulu, city in Hawaii.

Along with them, I got out of the plane and again there were three sleek black cars parked outside the airport. People were around walking by, but no one noticed me tied up.

Nowadays people are just busy in their own lives..

Can't blame them.. 

Because even I'm the same..

"Atleast remove these ropes from my hands, it's aching." I grumbled.

Handsome guy looked at me and gave a nod to Zoe. Zoe came and removed the ropes with an eye roll.

"Ouch!!" I winced

Seriously my hands were tied for 10 hours and my blood is clotted.

Bitches and bastards..

I, myself went and sat on middle car on the back seat.

It was evening and the sun was about to set. The chauffeur started driving and the handsome guy was sitting on the passenger seat. There was silence in the car until the guy spoke up.

"Well I didn't introduce myself." The last thing I want is him introducing himself.

"I'm Dylan Scott, you can call me Dylan."

I ignored him, here I'm gonna die and he was introducing himself.

"Miss Nolan are you hearing?"

Ignored.

He tilted his head towards my direction and heaved a sigh. Then there was a pin drop of silence with no one talking.

After a few minutes, the car pulled up towards a beautiful house, it was not a mansion as I expected it to be, but it was a beautiful house with palm trees and grasses all around, it was green and pollution free. The house was surrounded by a pond and a wooden bridge was above it, leading us to the large mahogany doors of the house.

Dylan came towards the door and opened it for me, I got out of the car and sauntered towards the house with Dylan beside me and Daria, Zoe and other girl following us suit.

Dylan opened the door to the house and I stepped in.

The interior of the house was mind blowing but I couldn't describe it because my brain and heart was in pain knowing that I'm gonna die within few hours or minutes.

Dylan told me to sit in one of the couch in the living room and I sniffled before sitting on the said place.

The first thing I'm gonna do after seeing King is, stomp his feet, punch him in the nose till it bleeds, double smack and a kick, where sun doesn't shine. He may consider it as my last wish.

Suddenly the door knob turned and a familiar figure came into view.

As I saw that familiar figure, I saw hope. Hope of surviving, hope of freedom, hope to get a ticket back to New York, all I could see was hope, hope and HOPE. A small yet hopeful smile plastered on my face.

The familiar figure was my savior, my prince, my knight in the shining armor, the one and only Harold Kingston, CEO of the entire SDC companies and my boss.

I stood up from the couch before walking towards him and bowed in front of him respectfully. Up close he was even more handsome, with ocean blue eyes and his light brown hair was slightly messy which made him look even more hot. He was wearing a long sleeved white shirt with formal black pants.

"Sir I'm Naomi Nolan, a hard working employee of SDC, your company Sir." I sniffled and wiped my nose.

Stupid, don't wipe your nose infront of your boss, it's a bad manners..

I continued "...Sir I'm innocent, yet they brought me here, to kill me and someone named King wants to kill me. Sir, please help me" I kept my hand on my clenching heart and with extreme pain I said, "I promise Sir, I won't take my next month salary but please help me to get out of here, sir." I joined my hands infront of him and pleaded with my teary eyes.

He had an amused expression skated all over his face as his eye brows pulled up. With a knowing small smile, he said

"Miss Nolan, first calm down and please sit." He said.

And oh my god!! My boss had a thick British accent with a smooth velvety voice..

I sat on the nearby couch with a smile as his soothing words were relaxing me.

I waited for his next soothing words calmly but when the next words left his mouth, my hope totally vanished away.

"I am King, Miss Nolan."

I stood up from the couch in an instant without wasting a second with wide eyes and a hanging mouth. I couldn't believe what I just heard.

"WHAT?" I yelled.

"Don't shout Miss Nolan, I'm not deaf." he said, keeping his face stoic and continued.

"Well, I don't have a habit of repeating myself, but for you, I'll repeat."

I was standing there like a statue without blinking, without moving an inch when he said,

"I. AM. KING. Miss Nolan." He emphasized each word.

Anger surged through me as I remembered my last wish. I took a step forward and stomped his feet.

"Ouch!!" there was a slight change in his expression.

"You fucking asshole!!" I bursted as Zoe and another girl took a step forward to get hold of me but this asshole, held his palm out, stopping them in their tracks. I was about to punch his nose, when he grabbed my fist and pulled me towards him.

We were just a foot apart from each other.

My breath got hitched at the proximity, when he leaned to my ear and said in a husky britishy accenty voice.

"No violence, Miss Nolan".

The one who does violence, is telling me 'no violence'..

Then he pulled back and I froze in my position.

However I managed to recover from my paralyzed state and with enough courage I asked.

"What do you want from me?" I asked, my voice low as I gulped. My hazel eyes was briefly locked with his ocean blue eyes.

"Oh nothing!! but you saw us killing Ashar."

Oh so that guy's name was Ashar..

"I didn't see anybody killing anyone." I lied curtly.

"Oh really!" His eye brows lifted up. "then who is this?" He pointed towards the laptop which was placed on the coffee table.

I took a step forward towards the table and knelt down to get a clear view.

And....... Oh my me!!! I was sooo doomed..

My pathetic life..

I wanna cry so loud...

Oh god!! Why?? Why me??

It was me in my black dress standing in front of garage and my face was clearly seen in the screen.

Sweat trickled down my forehead as I gulped hard while seeing the laptop screen.

I inhaled a sharp breath to compose myself.

Don't freak out, you can handle it..

Come on..

"It's not me!" I stated curtly. "It's.....I think....uh.. um.....my doppelgänger" I shrugged, giving them the dumbest reason as everyone gave me a weird look. "Doppelganger?" King raised his one brow. I sighed as my shoulders slumped in defeat.

"Well, I saw everything that day." I confessed confidently and he immediately turned his stoic face to me.

I was damn screwed up.