Chained By A Possessive Mafia's Love

Anna’s POV   Now that I was missing from my wedding, what would happen to my parents? How would they face Dylan's family? Did they know someone kidnapped me, or would they think I escaped from my wedding?   The more I thought about my parents; the more my heart ached for them.   I was a calm girl from childhood, who never even cried loudly, but at this moment, I wanted to shout in my mother's arms. I was the lone child of my parents—everything for them—their only world. Although my parents belonged to a middle-class family, we were happy in our life. 

Anna's Pov He's searching for something inside my eyes.But it's too bad for him; he couldn't because I was not 19 years old Anna anymore; I bury that Anna in the grave a long time ago.She would never show up again. I would never let that happen. I will not forgive him.I look straight into his eyes to let him know she is not here anymore. Who was stupid and an idiot "Stop looking already. you can't find that foolish girl; she will never come back." I smirked at him. He took a step toward me, and I stood still in my spot without moving even an inch. When he was in front of me, a beatific smile was on his face, which was why I hated him even more at that moment. “Don't worry. She will come back, and you also can't stop her either," he said in a calm tone.;  I gritted my teeth; this m

Blaze’s POV  I was their boss, and she tarnished my formidable reputation in front of them. She kicked my reputation like a football. I helplessly rubbed my aching forehead; other than that, what could I do? I came out behind the pillar and started walking towards her. She might have felt my presence because she looked back at me. Seeing me, she let out a sigh. I stood in front of her and looked at her helplessly, saying, "Still childish.'' I couldn't even scold her because my heart was against this idea. "So, what if you kidnapped me here? I can do whatever I want," she snorted like an angry child. Her face turned red from anger; her eyes and nose already looked red chili. "Yeah, Your Majesty, you can do whatever you want. Look, you called for me, and I'm here at your service," I said as gently as I could. I didn't want to anger my stubborn queen again. " So what? Should I feel happy and dance in happiness, getting such a

Blaze’s POV She coldly laughed, "Give me this back, otherwise send me back, choose one." She wants to deal with this, but it's too sad that both of them were precious to me.  "No, love. You're more precious than my own life, but our memory is also important to me. I have only one photo, and I can't let you ruin it, right?" I turned the photo frame towards her. She finally looked at the picture. I saw the surprise all over her face, which I clearly understood. Because she already destroyed all our memories, and everything attached to our love. I knew every detail of things she did after I left her heartbroken.  "Are you trying to fool me? I have once loved a bastard," Anna screamed at me—the pain in her eyes was something that I never wanted to see, yet I was the one who caused this pain. I moved my hand to her face and tried to touch her tears, which were flowing out, but she slapped my hand away and wiped her tears

*Blaze’s POV I didn’t know which type of madness took over my head. I lost control over my anger and showed the actual character I never wanted to show her. Anna knew me as a gentleman and a calm person, but I never was calm or a gentleman. Even before I took over the leader position of Black Reaper, I was a hot-tempered person and a very possessive type. My possessiveness climbed on a different level and touched the sky after I met Anna. I felt jealous even when she smiled at any other girls at college. I hated when other people tried to be friendly with her.  Even my heart knew, the more she would be away from those outsiders, the more she would spend her time with me. I wanted her 24 hours a day, 365 days a year. I forgot to count how many nights I spent hanging on her window without her knowing and watched my sleepy Anna. Even her sleeping posture was entirely wrong. I loved every bit of her. My obsession was