Semua Bab Don Maxim's Plaything: Bab 171 - Bab 180

I didn’t realize that I had passed out from the beating my brother and his goons had given me until I woke up in the hospital. Fabio was standing in a corner smirking like had won the lottery and there were flowers at my bedside. My ribs hurt, and so did every other part of my body. It was so bad that I thought I would pass out from the pain. I had never felt more miserable. The smell of the hospital was nauseating but I had no choice but to endure it.Maxim came rushing in, and his eyes softened when he saw me. I looked away immediately, blinking back tears. I didn’t want to look at him. Not when he looked at me out of pity. He had been so cold to me and was only sympathetic because I was injured. That wasn’t the kind of affection I wanted or needed. I wanted nothing more than to have Fabio leave my hospital room but unluckily for me, that was impossible.He was using methods to make sure I stuck by his side and kept him around. A part of me wished that Maxim would recognize him, b

I was buzzing with anger but I tried my best to make sure Livia never knew it was happening. Seeing her injured face and body broke something inside me. A part of me cracked when I thought of someone beating her black and blue.I wasn’t there to protect her or to help her, and that was the worst feeling in the fucking universe. I was too busy being skeptical of her and refusing to spend time with her. Look at where it had gotten us.Somewhere along the way, I had gotten so used to hiding my feelings that I didn’t know how to show them anymore and it made Livia feel like I didn’t care about her or I could care less about what had happened to her.That couldn’t have been further from the truth. I cared so much that I didn’t trust that I was going to be able to stop myself from torturing whoever it was that had damaged her that much.Unluckily for me, the men that had beaten her had carried a jammer and all the security tapes ceased working as soon as the men were in the building. Nobody

Maxim came to me after he showed and washed all the blood off. I wasn’t scared of him for what I had seen but I didn’t want to ever see him in that state again. I knew it came with the territory but I was still grossed out. “I’m sorry for coming into the house like that. I will shower the next time I–”“Torture someone in our backyard?” I asked. It wasn’t snappy but I was starting to remember what kind of life I signed up for and why I didn’t want to be a part of it since I was in Italy.It was full of blood and bloodshed and even though I had taken a life, I wasn’t too thrilled to know someone had passed away at the hands of the man I loved the most. I still had to come to terms with everything. At the moment, the house felt suffocated and I needed to get out of there. I wasn't fully healed but I was okay to walk and act like I was. I had already texted my friends and they said they wanted to see me. “Should I get rid of the torture room in the backyard?” He asked as he tried to g

It was 2 AM in the morning and my wife still wasn’t back from her girls night at Sonya’s place. I was starting to get worried because I was calling her and her friends and they were all going to voicemail. What the fuck were they doing? That was so important that they couldn’t even have their phones with them? At first, I thought that they were enjoying themselves a little too much and that they had sworn off all men and switched off their phones. That was why it had taken me so long to do something about it.Ever since her attack, I was a little bit paranoid and I always thought something was going to happen even though I knew I was in over my head.But something felt off and I wasn’t ready to ignore those feelings. As a man had spent many years in the mafia, I knew what ignoring your intuition could do to someone. At times it was life or death, and you didn’t even know it was.Just as I was about to prepare the car so that I could go to Sonya’s place, she called me back. I was a l

Three days in that cage, and I was starting to give up that someone was going to save me. Fabio hadn’t come to see me since the day I woke up there, and I began to think that maybe it was all my fault.I may have scared him when I told him that Maxim was not to be messed with, and he would find him and punish him for the things he had done. I didn’t want to find out what he was planning now that he was skeptical that his plan had not worked.He was a volatile man, and I was scared he was exploding more and more each day.“Here is your food,” one of the men said as he pushed a plate of food my way.My body was weak from the car crash, and I didn’t think I would be able to pull off an escape if I tried. However, I had identified a weakness that I was determined to use no matter what happened.The man who brought me food every single day displayed some sort of emotion, which was shocking for a man who worked for my brother. He liked surrounding himself with psychopaths.He looked at me w