My Bloodthirsty Mafia Man のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

*Gwen’s POV*Darick had finally permitted me to do something other than stay locked in a room with him, and as I walked down the hallway, I realized just how happy that made me feel.I made my way to the kitchen and was greeted by a young woman with brown eyes, long dark brown hair, and a beautiful golden sun tan. "Hi, I'm Isabella. You must be Gwen?" She set down a plate on the counter beside some half made food, and extended her arm to shake my hand as she approached me. Hesitantly, I took a few steps back. "Umm, who are you? And how do you know my name?" I replied as I raised my eyebrows. "I'm Viktor's girlfriend, and I—""I'm sorry,” I cut in. “Who is Viktor, and did you say you're his girlfriend? What kind of vampire cult is this?” I shook my head in disbelief and proceeded to exit the kitchen when her voice stopped me. "Wait!” she called. “I'm not a vampire!”My eyes widened as I spun around and her words entered my brain. "

*Gwen’s POV*Isabella had only been gone for less than 12 hours, and I was already starting to miss her. After the whole escapade in the living room the night before, Isabella told me that she and Viktor were supposed to go see her mother for the weekend.At first, I was jealous that she got to leave this place. None of what was happening to me was fair, but in some way, I wondered if it was karma taking her revenge. Soon enough, however, that feeling changed into happiness for Isabella. I knew firsthand what being cooped up here, unable to leave, was like. I wouldn’t wish that for her either. She deserved a nice weekend away. But in her absence, I found just how truly bored I was.'What am I to do in this huge, dark, depressing place?' I thought to myself as I roamed through the hallways. The less idle I was, the better. Too much alone time caused me to think of how much I missed Chelsea and my old life, and how I might be stuck in this place forever.

“Gwen’s POV*After leaving Darick in the gym, I went to the kitchen and warmed up the leftover pizza Isabella had made for me before leaving. I tried to shake the events of what almost transpired between Darick and me, but I couldn't stop thinking about how good his body looked. I couldn’t believe I almost kissed a vampire—and the ringleader of a notorious mafia group, nonetheless. He was my captor, for crying out loud!So what had possessed me to do such a thing, and why couldn't I stop thinking about Darick? The way he gripped my waist caused me to want to rip his pants off and fuck him on the gym floor. I had never felt so secure as I felt in his arms. His words, "I am the danger," still rang in my ear, and despite knowing he was dangerous, I still wanted more. His eyes were enchanting, and he spoke with such authority that I felt like I was in a trance, desperately longing to heed his every command. He didn't need to put me under a blood oath to keep me under his c

*Gwen’s POV*It took a while for me to come to again—my body was weak, depleted. I could barely feel anything. But I could hear, gradually, and when it all came into focus, I saw Darick’s eyes, staring at me, brilliantly."Hit bit her! That fucker bit her! I'll kill him, dammit!" Darick leaned over me and examined my wound. He was bleeding all over, and small droplets from his body spilled onto my chest. I opened my mouth to speak, stopping Darick in his tracks. But nothing came out. He waited, frantically, as I tried again. When I spoke, it came out gravelly, and sharp."I-I'm burning, Darick. My whole body feels l-like it's on fire. You have to get me to a h-hospital,” I pleaded. I grabbed Darick's arm and placed all my focus on his eyes. "Please, don't let me die." At this, Darick lifted me in his arms and raced to the cellar. Over his shoulder, I saw Viktor trailing close behind us. I had never been in the cellar, but I remember Isabella letting me know it was whe

*Darick’s POV*No one moved a muscle as they waited for Amber to regain her composure and deliver her verdict.But when she did, all heads snapped to Godfrey—fangs bared and eyes red.Godfrey growled. “You bitch!” he yelled. Then, his attention turned to me. “I did what I had to save the Blood Brothers! Darick has lost his way and is no longer fit to be our leader. I invoke the Vampire Articles of Confederation!" Godfrey turned and looked at me with an evil smile on his face. I froze in my spot. "You what?" I knew exactly what he meant but I wanted to make sure I had heard correctly. The look on his face only confirmed it—he was doing this. The Vampie Articles of Confederation stated that under any circumstance in which the leader of any congregation can have his abilities questioned, he can be challenged, and with the right amount of votes, ruled out.And now, Godfrey was enacting it, essentially starting a war between the Blood Brothers. "Yeah, that's right,”