Bound by Betrayal (The Mafia King Captive Bride)

“How did you know my name?”

Who the hell is this man?

Smiling, he spoke in a gentler tone, “Relax, my boss would love to meet you.”

“Your boss,” I raised an eyebrow at him suspiciously. But then something clicked in, “Is it Damien?” I asked with a smile, feeling my excitement bubbling up.

Seeing my reaction, he smirked coldly and remarked, “Looks like you’re eager to see him,” his words wiped the smile off my face, leaving me confused.

If it is not Damien then who exactly? Which other boss is he talking about?

More like he read my mind, he leaned back on his seat, the smile still not leaving his lips.

“Not him,” he stated, earning a glare from me. Glancing sideways, he leaned in and whispered, “But it has everything to do with him, don’t you want to get closer to him?”

“Don’t I want to get closer to him?” Glancing at the stranger before me, I mulled over his words. His grin enticed me, tempting me to give in, and truthfully, I yearned to get closer to Damien no matter the cost, but then…

“Where is your boss?”

Nodding with his head, he gestured towards the black Aston Martin Valhalla parked outside the coffee shop. Gulping nervously, I glanced at the car and then back at him, our eyes meeting. “I have to sort out the bill before I leave with you,” I said anxiously, standing up to go to the cashier when immediately his word startled me, freezing me on my spot.

“The bill has been taken care of,” he said casually, gazing at me. I gasped, my eyes widening in surprise at him. “Relax,” he said, giving me a reassuring smile.

“We need to go,” he said, using his head to nod toward the direction where the car was parked. Swallowing nervously, I nodded at him.

This mystery is creeping me out.

Soon, we found ourselves outside, heading towards the car. As we reached it, he opened the back door, and I looked at him. He offered me a reassuring smile. I nodded and got in, and he followed, closing the door behind him.

Inside the car, there’s just the driver, a young handsome man in the front seat, a guard beside me, and the other guy from earlier. If I am not mistaken, these guys beside me seem like guards, and the young handsome man seems like their boss.

I think so…..

Feeling my nerves fraying, I let out a cough. Clearing my throat, I hid my emotions to appear tough and bold. “What do you want from me?” I snapped.

“Nice to meet you too, Olivia Harlow, the illegitimate daughter…..” I didn’t get him to finish before I yelled at him. “You’re a real piece of work, aren’t you?” I retorted sharply as soon as the word “illegitimate” slipped from his lips, but he paid no heed to my outburst and continued with his words. “The illegitimate daughter of a failed business tycoon, Daniel Harlow,” the handsome dude chuckled, provoking a glare from me.

“What exactly do you want from me?”

“Is so interesting to think that you crave for your sister’s husband, the same dude that had your father’s company ceased in his hold.” he sighed, shaking his head.

“You really like stirring the pot, don’t you? Talking about my family like that,” Snarling, I rolled my eyes at him. “But is still none of your business,” I barked, but noticing the cold glare from the guard by my right, I cowered back and swallowed the rest of my unsaid words.

Merely looking at the cold faces of those guards beside me, I swallowed hard and bit down on my tongue. I don’t know these people, and they could easily decide to end me, so I have to tread with caution.

They seem so stiff next to me like they’re not even listening to our conversation. And at that moment, the guy in the front cleared his throat repeatedly, catching my attention. I gulped nervously, hiding my emotions as I stared straight at his back, which was turned towards me.

“Yeah, that’s true, but it is in a way,” he shrugged. “You are bold, and I love that.”Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

“I need to use you for a while to get to that motherfucker, so name your price,” his voice cold and dreadful.

To get to which motherfucker? His words echoed repeatedly in my ears. Is he Damien’s rival? No way…!!! Fear gripped inside me immediately.

How did they know me? What exactly do they want from me? Yes, I want Damien, but then again, who are these people? And instantly, all the tough and fierce girl in me vanished as I shivered in my seat.

“Who are you?” I asked, but instead, I earned a sigh from him. “You ask too many questions,” he spat back, his tone growing more impatient and mysterious.

“What do you want from me?!” I snapped, feeling the fear gripping me and that’s when the fierceness kicked in again. “You’ll get to know as time goes on,” he said, clicking his fingers in the air. The guy from the cafe earlier reached out and brought out a black suitcase from beside him. Entering a security code, the suitcase opened, and I gasped at the huge amount of money inside it.

“That’s all yours,” the handsome mysterious dude said, causing my saliva to bob up and down my throat in full force as my mouth watered at the sight in front of me. “If you need anything more, then let me know,” he added, his offer hanging in the air like a tempting snack.

Gulping hard, I wanted to say no when suddenly my thoughts from earlier flashed through my mind.

“Since you need me,” I smiled, leaning back. “I want to get my hands on Daniel Harlow’s will. I need to track his lawyer down; can you do that for me?”

“That’s your father, huh,” he said.

“Who cares? Can you do that?” I press further, my hopes high.

There was silence for a while before he said, “Consider it done.”

“Really?” I gasped, looking at him in surprise, my excitement unable to contain.

He must really want to get back at that motherfucker like he said.

Nodding his head, he slowly turned, a dreadful smile on his face as our gaze locked. I gulped, freezing in my spot as I surprisingly gaped at him. He was so handsome, like a Greek god. But then, his lips curled up as his cold gaze eyed me up, making me flinch.

“Nice to meet you, Olivia Harlow. I am Alexander Smith, your boss from now on.”