Tulip In The Mafia's Grip

·        3rd person's POV:The young 22 years old girl woke up when her alarm went off. She groggily rubbed her eyes and rolled off the bed. After a quick shower, she dressed up, untangled her hair and applied some moisturizer andlip balm and made her way to her bedside table. Opening the first drawer she saw the brooch given by her childhood sweetheart, the one who was there for her whenever she needed him, who cha

The ride to his home was the worse ride she ever had. Two cars followed our car closely. She thought it was for security.He placed his right hand on her left thigh and at that moment she wished nothing but to have a chance to break his hand with which was placed on her thigh.Yeah! You will surely have a chance but in your dreams. Her subconscious mind chided in. She mentally scoffed.The hand placed on her thigh was the same hand with which he slapped her just a few minutes ago. Abusive jerk! Why was he behaving like this?"What are you thinking so hard Tulip?" His voice was deep and husky. His lips touched the shell of her ear and his fingers caressed her thigh making her shudder in fear and nervousness. She felt that her heart would explode in her chest as her stomach knotted up.Oh God!"Nothing."  Her voice was l

The caress on her cheek finally brought her back to the present. She opened her eyes and found him looking at her intently.When she moved her eyes away from his face her eyes widened in surprise on seeing a huge palace in front of her and number of men dressed in dark colors holding the guns surrounding it. It was a huge four story building made up of bricks, decorated with glass and marble. The grass and palm trees were surrounding it. She had never seen estates in her life.What the hell is he? A freaking king? She thought to herself. "A king of Mitchell family baby. The most powerful mafia family in Ireland and New York." H

3rd Person's POV:-Before she could reply him, his cell phone went off. He cursed under his breath and moved away from her."I am coming." He growled out and cut the call, without hearing the response of other person on the line."I will see you in the morning." He said and left the room.She released a sigh of relief and moved towards her bedside table and took some painkiller.Maybe he'll stop this craziness once he learns the truth. And if he does not? Her subconscious questioned.She didn't have any answer to that. I hope that my parents have started searching for me. It was the last thought on her mind before drifting into a dreamless sleep.She did not see him for the next eight days and she was thankful to God for this. She started spending her whole day in reading the novels (present on the shelves to kill the t

Olivia did not get to see him for one week and she was thankful to God for this. But as it is said that good days do not last long, the same thing happened in her case.It was a Sunday morning and she was busy in thinking the ways to get out of this mess, when a maid came to deliver the news that her Archer aka her biggest nightmare is back and has ordered her to come to the first floor.The old scars have not disappeared yet and I'm about to get new ones. She thought ruefully to herself.When she went to first floor she saw him standing near the elevator. She felt the chill run down her spine when his cold eyes met hers. She did not take a single step forward and it irked him."What are you waiting for Tulip? Come here." His voice was cold like an ice.She quietly made his way to him, he grasped her hand and punched the code on the device attached to elevator due to which it opened up. Soo