Todos os capítulos de Mafia's Dangerous Addiction: Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

I stayed lying in bed, my eyes open, my chest heaving. My memories reeled back to all of the memories of my father. The moments I had made him proud and hr had given me that big dimpled smile. The moments when I had disappointed him and he had still given me that smile. The moments when he had loved me no matter what. The moments he had been my only ally.I felt the grief fill me up again and again, emptying everything else from within me. It filled me with helplessness, rage, anger, an unsatiable thirst for blood and revenge.I closed my eyes tight, then slowly sat up and grabbed the duffel bag. There was some money in there, and I grabbed it, holding it tight.I closed my eyes again in an attempt to stabilize my breathing, but all I saw were flashes of Vector. The Vector from this morning, the Vector from one year ago that had been covered in my father's blood.A knock suddenly came on my door, causing me to jump. I turned as Clara poked her head in and gave me a big smile. I forced

I felt ice-cold water violently hit my face, and I woke up with a start, my eyes wide, my lips parted as I struggled to breathe. My chest was heaving hard, and my body felt rather weak. My lines felt overworked, and my head felt light. I looked around, trying to understand where I was. The room was completely dark, and the drapes were closed. I wasn't sure where it was exactly, but I was sitting on a chair, and my mouth was gagged. Fuck.I tried to move, but my hands were tied behind me, and so were my legs, and I swallowed. Have I been found out already?I struggled to think, my eyes closing as I thought back to what had happened. I and Vector had taken that poison together. He had lost consciousness, but he had called...The memories hit me violently, and I swallowed, my chest heaving. I never got to take the antidote, so if I was awake, that just meant..."It's been a year, cupcake. You are still as beautiful as ever."My heartstrings snapped, and I turned to the direction of the

He stood up, fixing the suit around him. Without a word to Alvin, who was slightly limping behind Vector, he walked out of the dining hall. I walked behind him, and we soon walked out of the mansion to a parked Rolls Royce. Vector opened the door to the right, then turned to me.My jaw clenched adamantly, and I turned away from the right side, intending to take the other side of the car. He suddenly grabbed my hand, stopping me. I turned to him, and he did not need to say a word. His brow was raised, his eyes set in a deathly stare as he watched me.I yanked my arm away from him, a small yelp of pain escaping my lips as his nail dug into my arm, slightly cutting my skin.He said nothing, and I went into the car, then moved to the other end, my hand covering the small wound on my arm. I turned away as he entered the car, and the door closed behind him. The air seemed to be immediately sucked out of the car, and I closed my eyes. The car suddenly started, and I swallowed, a small rush

"Vector," I said, my eyes widening. "That is... five hundred..."He didn't bother looking at me and slowly dropped the tab, his eyes focused on the painting. I swallowed hard, my fiat's clenching, my eyes seeking the painting once more, my chest lightly heaving. Soon, the auction came to an end, and I stood by as people spoke to Vector, and he went around speaking minimally with each one that came, like he was saving words for the next person.I sat next to him in the car, my eyes fixed on the passing cars and the gradually setting sun. The view outside was beautiful, and I had long forgotten how perfect this city could be. How beautiful the view was at night.Vector didn't say a word to me, and we sat in complete silence. I couldn't tell what he was thinking, however. Why he bought the painting for such an astronomical amount, and why he seemed rather pissed.I cleared my throat and leaned back, then slowly turned to him. I had expected him to be focused on his tab, or something else

Dawn cracked on me, staring off at the windows, my hands under my head, my mind completely blank. I couldn't bring myself to think or feel anything, and I sighed, closing my eyes. Fatigue washed over me, and I knew I needed to sleep, but my mind wouldn't let me.I sighed and slowly stood up, then made my way to the shower. It was much bigger than the other one and had a large bathtub. I contemplated between using the shower or taking the bathtub like I knew I wanted to.With a sigh, I gave in and ran a bath. I got out of the clothes I was wearing, then lay in the bathtub, my eyes closing. My treacherous mind started to replay scenes of last night, the kiss on my neck, the slow caresses...I opened my eyes with a small huff, then sighed and got out of the bathtub. I never expected that my biggest enemy would become my own body. My own heart.I wrapped a towel around me, then walked out. My things were still in the other room, and I gave a small sigh, my eyes closing. Determinedly, I put