Bound by Betrayal (The Mafia King Captive Bride)

Damien

“How far, any news about that coward?” I pressed the phone to my ear, rushing down the stairs.

“Sorry boss, but not yet,” Lucas said calmly from the other side.

“Look Lucas,” I paused, taking a deep breath to calm my anger. “I give you two days to get a hold of his whereabouts. This is a damn thief we’re talking about. An enemy! A man who should be six feet under by now. So, tell me, why are you all so relaxed?!” I roared, emphasizing every single word in frustration.

“So sorry boss, I will try my best and get it,”

Growling, I rubbed my jaw before snapping at him in a threatening tone, feeling a surge of anger. “Don’t try, just GET HIS DAMN LOCATION!”

“On it, boss,” seeing the sudden change in atmosphere, he quickly complied.”

Sighing, I wasn’t paying attention when I bumped into someone. “Ugh,” a feminine voice exclaimed, making me stop in my tracks.

Lifting her head, our eyes met. “YOU…..!!” Anger and irritation quickly spread across my face, but the fool just grinned.

It looks like she deliberately let us collide because she didn’t appear the least bit surprised.

“Boss, is everything okay?” Lucas inquired, noticing the sudden quietness.

But I ignored him, instead, glaring at the fool in front of me, “Who allowed you in?”

“This is a club, Dami,” she laughed, glancing around before giving me a mischievous smile. Disgust washed over my face as her words echoed in my mind, “Damien to you, and again, this is my club. I have every right to know,”

Chuckling, she waved it off, “I know, Dami,” She repeated the same word again, causing me to instantly snarl at her. Clearing her throat, she seductively took a few strides forward. “How can I easily forget the first place we had interaction, how can I forget the place where you roughly choked me….. Hmmm,” she moaned, slowly biting her lips.

What the fuck? What a shameless hawk.

I stared at her lips and then her face, swallowing hard, I curled my fists in anger before snapping. “Now get out!”

“You know we can have a quickie here, and no one will know,” she seductively traced her tongue along her bottom lip. “You will love it, trust me.” She tried to step forward, but I immediately backed away, taking a few steps back.

“Don’t you dare! Now get the heck out or I’ll have my securities throw you away back to the cold streets where you belong,” I barked out, my threats so heavy that they immediately wiped those seductive smirks off her face.

With a defeated sigh, she glared at me. “I will still have you no matter what, Damien Albrecht.”

“Get the fuck away you bloody bastard!”

Smiling with so much anger in her face, she turned to leave when suddenly she stopped. It was like something clicked in her mind, and she slowly turned around, a mysterious smirk playing on her lips. “Poor man, you seem to always be left in the shadows. I wonder if this is the mighty Damien that we all know.”

My stare was fiercely sharp as I glared at her, but she just laughed it off, staggering back like a drunkard.

“I am warning you to leave now in peace.”

“I will but I think you need to know this,” she said, folding her arms across her chest.

“I have nothing to hear from you, guards!” I growled, one of the security guards rushing forward. “Yes, sir,” he said, bowing before looking at the two of us.

Seeing the flushed look on her face, I smiled mockingly and muttered, “Do you still want to leave or prefer to be thrown out?”

“Do you even have any slightest idea that your dear wife is still sleeping around with her ex?”

BOOM!!! She dropped the bombshell, hitting me at that very moment. The blood in my veins froze instantly, and I felt paralyzed. “What nonsense are you spouting?”

The guard shifted uncomfortably at the sudden revelation, glancing at her as she walked up to me with a smirk on her face. Stopping in front of my sharp, piercing glare, she handed me a set of photos.

“What’s this?” I asked, looking at the photos, and glaring back at her.

“See for yourself,” she replied with a smile, stepping away.

Bringing the phone down from my ear, I quietly opened the photos. For some unknown reason, my heart started beating faster as I tried to pull one copy of the photo out.

However, just like a thunder strike, I felt a sharp pain tugging against my heart as I stared at the photos. My eyes widened, and my jaw dropped, “What’s this nonsense?”

“Did your wife tell you where she went yesterday?”

I gulped hard at her question, my gaze still fixed on those. All I know is that she left the office in the morning and returned home late last night drunk.

I don’t want to believe that this is true but this man looks familiar. I tried to recall where we had met before.

Oh! From the birthday party of Senator Juan’s son and… I looked up at the lady standing in front of me. I saw the two of them together that night. The pieces of the puzzle were slowly coming together.

“Why are you doing this? You two are sisters, so why are you telling me this,” finding my voice again, I asked instead.

I don’t want to believe that what I am seeing is true but the photos proved everything right to me. And again, if she was lying how did she know that Ashley wasn’t at the office yesterday?

Laughing it off again, she shook her head before anger flashed across her face. “Some people are not meant to be sisters,” she retorted, not even bothering to hide her distaste.

“Why are you doing this?”

“I love you, Dami,” she confessed.

“I am married,” I said, gulping hard at the words as I looked back at those heartbreaking photos.

“She doesn’t love you!” She shakes her head. “If you think I am lying, then why does she still have a necklace from her ex? That necklace was the symbol of their love. Why does she still have them in her possession?”

Damn, this is it, closing my eyes, I dragged in a sharp breath before reopening them again.Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

Clutching the photos, I felt my heart piecing at her every word. Her words triggered deep memories from the past, and before I knew it, I yelled, silencing her. “ENOUGH!”

“Who is he?”

“Mason Grayson,” she smiled.

Looking at her, I sighed and looked away. Pressing my phone to my ear, I immediately stormed out in fury. “Lucas,” I called out as I walked out of the building.

“Yes, boss,” he answered instantly.

He sure hasn’t ended the call, he obviously heard everything, so no need to beat around the bush.

“I give you three hours, get me all the information concerning this man, Mason Grayson,”