THE MAFIA’S CAPTIVE ANGEL

It’s been days since I met Uncle Carson, and though it’s been a bit awkward knowing our involvement with the Mafia, I know he’s still worried and scared Stephanie might get tangled up as well.

I wasn’t sure how I was going to tell him that it was already too late and that she was already tangled up in the matter since she was supposedly dating a man named Luca, which I was certain was the same Luca I knew.

Sin was also back from his trip, though he didn’t give me much detail as to what happened. From what I could gather, it had something to do with the small group of gangster wannabes that had attacked us the night I got shot.

Samantha had told me they were able to find the hideout of the gang leader due to the money put on his head. But from how pissed Sin was when he came back two days ago, it was clear that things didn’t go as planned.

I was clad in a towel that was safely wrapped around my body. I had just finished showering and was about to get dressed. After towelling, I put on my bra and panties. I quickly but efficiently do my hair, putting it in loose curls. I applied makeup at its finest, making me sophisticated.

I walked to the dress I had bought during my trip to the mall with Samantha, gently put it on, turned to stare at my reflection, and was still marvelling at how wonderful the dress was. I made my way to my silver heels, which made me 6 inches taller because I didn’t have that much height.

I put a diamond choker on my neck and then put on some fragrance. When I was finally done and satisfied, I moved to the door, turning the silver knob. walking down the hallways and eventually down the stairs

Sin had on a black suit with a stream of designs, almost matching my gown. He was looking at his watch but must have noticed my presence as his eyes reached mine.

His jaw dropped open, taking me in. He stood still like he was in a trance, and his eyes darkened as he stared at me. I saw different emotions swirl around his eyes, but one stood out.

Pride.

His stares made me feel like I was a queen-his queen. My gaze met his, waiting for him to say something. Instead, he still stood rooted in his place, eyes on me. It was like he felt that if he moved, I would vanish.

I cleared my throat, which seemed to break him out of whatever trance he was in, and a blush crept up my face. He walked towards me to stand behind my back; he put his arms around my waist as he spoke.

“You look beautiful, Mani. I don’t know how I am going to remain sane throughout the party when you’re with me, looking like a goddess.” He said this, bringing his mouth closer to my right ear.

I sucked in a breath, trying to steady myself but failing miserably. He always manages to set my heart racing. I shivered when he placed a kiss on my neck. My eyes closed, and I felt a smile stretch across his mouth, knowing fully well the effect he has on me.

“We should leave now, or we will be late.” He says, not moving away. He dragged his finger along my arm. “If we stay, we won’t be able to leave the room,” he huskily said, and I stuttered out a “yes.”

He took my hand in his, leading me out of the house. He opened the back door of the car and helped me get in, then settled beside me. The car drove off, but Sin seemed to be deep in thought, looking out the car window.

Before I knew it, I felt a hand lift me up, and I saw myself sitting on Sin’s lap. I turned to look at him, surprised as a gasp left my lips, when his lips locked on mine in a passionate kiss. After recovering from the shock, I gave in and started kissing back. He kissed me slowly, exploring every corner of my mouth, and broke it off when he realized I needed air. He placed his head in the crook of my neck, inhaling my scent. He put my arms around his body, and I hugged him.

“You are going to be the death of me.” He whispered, which was inaudible to my ear.

The car came to a stop, and Sin got down first, moving over to the other side of the door to let me out. He stretched out his hand, and I willingly placed mine in his, stepping out of the car and standing side by side with him.

I heard the sound of clicking and the lights going on and off. I wasn’t comfortable with all the cameras directed at Sin and Lili, but I did my best to look confident. I raised my head and my heels as we both stood for them to take our pictures.

When we walked a good distance away from them, Sin whispered in my ear. “Mani, don’t leave my sight. If possible, stay by my side, and if not, make sure to stay close by with either Samantha or Luca,” he said sternly, holding my hand as we entered the hall.

“Okay, but why?”

“This place is filled with a lot of dangerous men and women, and with you looking like a fucking goddess, I don’t want some hungry, perverted men to try anything stupid with you. So stay close.” He said it in a no-shit tone.

“Okay,” I answered, assuring him.

As soon as we entered the hall, all eyes turned toward us. I saw most of the women gawking and eyeing Sin like he was a piece of meat. I know there is no way Sin won’t get any attention, especially from other females; after all, he looks like a freaking Greek god.

Sin’s hand went around my waist, pulling me closer to him. He had a dark look on his face that could send one trembling. He stared down at me, smiling, and I smiled back before his previous look took over his face again.

“Hey, lovebirds, you finally graced us with your presence. That was quite an entrance.” Luca said this cockily, with a teasing smile on his face.

“Hey, Luca, it’s nice to see you,” I said with an equal smile on my face.

“I wish I could say the same,” Sin grumbles, lowly but loud enough for the two of us to hear.

“Hey, how can you be so brutal to your only best friend?” Luca placed his hand on his chest, feigning being hurt.

I just stood there laughing at their bickering. These two were teasing each other, but it shows how much they respect and trust each other.

“Mani, you look gorgeous.” Luca compliments me with a flirty voice. “Way too gorgeous to be with an asswipe like him.” He says this, getting a death glare from Sin, and I struggle not to laugh.

“Thanks, Luca. You look charming.”

“Charming enough to steal you from him and make you my queen.” He asked sternly, that I wasn’t sure if he was serious or joking.

“That is, of course, if you don’t mind a bullet to your skull.” Sin replied instead, his jaw clenching, causing Luca to raise his hands in a form of surrender.

“I won’t dare.” He says this as his lips stretch into a smirk. “Or would I?”

“You just love ruffling him up, don’t you?” I asked with a smile.

“It’s just so easy,” Luca laughs, earning an eye roll from Sin.

“Guess who.” A hand came over my face, blocking my vision.

“Hmm. ”  I pretended to ponder about it before replying. ” Beyoncé”

“Girl, I would be damned if I looked anything like Beyoncé. That woman is royalty,” Samantha says, coming to stand right in front of me.

“Hey Sin.” Samantha said, then turned to look at Luca. ” Luca”

Sin nodded in response. “Luca and I need to talk to someone, so stay with Samantha and remember to stay out of trouble, little temptress.” He pecked my lips before walking away with Luca by his side. Samantha and I moved forward to the bar, taking a seat.

“With this lot of lasers being sent in your direction by these desperate women, you could blow up a country.” I looked around the ballroom, and Samantha was right.

I decided not to focus on them or let them ruin my mood. “I don’t care; Sin is mine.”

“Wow, it looks like someone has gotten all possessive now. Like a cave woman,” she said with a sly smile.

“You were the one who asked me to give him a chance, and I did. Sin may not be perfect, but I am willing to try. I don’t care how it first started between us; people may call me crazy for liking my kidnapper or say what I feel is Stockholm syndrome. I know how I feel for him.”

“That’s deep, but I am happy for you.” Samantha replied sincerely. “Have you told him how you feel?”

“No, we had a deep talk, but we haven’t really gotten to the I love you part.”

” really. It’s so obvious. Sin is madly in love with you. I have seen him with other women in the past, and he never gave them as much attention as he gave you. You must be really special since you are still here. Sin hardly keeps a woman by his side for a day, and you manage to stay for months.” My brow furrowed at her words; I was not sure what to think of them. Samantha nudged my shoulder, laughing. “I’m saying you don’t have to worry about anything.”This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

“I want to believe that, but what if, at some point, he gets tired of me?” I asked warily.

“That’s never going to happen, trust me. He regards you as his queen; that’s one of the reasons he brought you here to let them know the new queen.” Her words comforted me, but was I ready to take on sure responsibility, especially if it involves the mafia?

I continued talking to Samantha when I heard a loud voice.

“Sin, is that you?” I turned to look in the direction where Sin stood with Luca and two other men, and beside Sin stood a black-haired woman with a blue gown that had a slit at the side of it starting from her thigh. She had an hourglass figure that made her look stunning.

Sin turned to look at her, but his face didn’t give her any greeting or an acknowledging smile. “Luna.” His tone was dismissive.

But the woman just didn’t seem to read between the lines; she walked straight to him, latching herself onto him. She kept her hold on his hands, like she was making a statement to other females.

“Who is she?” I asked Samantha curiously.

“Luna Brambilla, all fake. I don’t know why she gets so possessive of Sin. It’s a clear fact that anyone with eyes can see that Sin wants nothing to do with her, but she’s as dumb as a rock to understand that.” Samantha venomously said, I felt disturbed at the way he kept her hold on him.

Sin roughly shocked her hands off his, shoving her away and not giving her a second of his attention, and this brought a smile to my lips.