the abused wife of the Mafia King

chapter 17

Nicolas POV

I cleared my throat for her, and instantly she turned around to meet my gaze.

“I made breakfast”, she said keeping her head down.

I walked up to her and lifted her chin.

She had a bit of pancake batter on the corner of her lips. I bent down and licked it off her lips. Her eyes widen at my actions and look at me confused.

“You had pancake batter on your lips,” I said as I smirked at her.

She touched her lips and turned her face around, but I could see her reflection in the window, and she smiled as she touched her lips again, before continuing to mix the pancake batter.

“Why didn’t you order food?”, I asked her as I took a seat on the table.

“I love making breakfast, and, I wanted to make some for you to thank you for yesterday”, she said as she placed a plate full of pancakes, strawberries, and whipped cream.

“You didn’t have to thank me, I was glad to be there on time”, I said as I took a bite of her pancakes, and damn they were delicious.

"If you want to thank me, then there are other ways of pleasing me", I said as I winked at her.

She blushed and turned her face around.

“These are delicious”, I said as I stuffed my mouth with more pancakes.

She laughed when she saw me and came up to me.

“Calm down, you will choke”, she said as she placed a glass of juice.

“I am already in love with these pancakes, now it will be your responsibility to make them for me every morning”, I said as I held her hand in mine and kissed the back of it.

She blushed and turned around, hiding her cheeks from me.

“Well, you can’t get addicted because what will you do once I am gone”, she said casually as she walked over and poured some for herself.

The bite that I had picked up stayed outside my mouth, refusing to go in. I froze at her statement, and just then it hit me that she would be leaving within two weeks.

She turned her head up to look at me, and you could see the sadness in her eyes.

I slowly put my hand down and placed my bite back on the plate.

“Hey, don’t be sad. I have to leave one day, right?”, she asked gently.

But I couldn’t respond to her, I had pings of pain that were shooting up my chest.

I refused to let her go, but I didn’t know how I would keep her here.

Generally, I would lock her up and take any action by all means to keep her with me, but there is something about her that doesn’t allow me to take any harsh steps towards her.

I needed to be as gentle as possible with her, otherwise I would break her.

“Would you stay here forever if I asked you to?”, I asked her, looking deep in her eyes, searching for her answer through her eyes.

As soon as I asked her, there were moments of happiness and excitement, but after a few minutes, it turned sad and disappointing.

She put her head down and said, “I cannot stay here, I have to go back to someone. I made a promise to make a better living for both of us”.

I was disappointed at first, but that quickly turned into anger. She had someone else in her life that she was so eager to go back to.

I had lost my appetite, so I wiped my mouth clean and stood up.

“I have organized a job for you, get ready in 15 minutes, and we can leave”, I said as I walked back inside my room, leaving her behind.

Once I was inside the room. There was a wave of uneasiness on my shoulders that I couldn’t shake off. I wanted to turn into the same cold, ruthless mafia king that I am, but how could I do that?

I picked up my phone and called Long,

“Long, can you take Lana to the office and show her everything, I need to be away from here for a while”, I said as soon as he answered.

Long was silent for a moment before he replied, “Yes, but what about the meeting with the Gilbert Group?”, he asked confused.

“Tell them to meet me at my mansion and organize my number one to come down after the meeting”, I said, and I could feel Long confusion, but I was in no state to explain what I was feeling right now.

“Sure, Brother, are you okay?” he asked, worried.

“I need to get her out of my head, Long”, I said, and Long was silent, but I didn’t want to explain any further, so I hung up.

I took my car keys and phone and left my room, and there she was standing by the kitchen, dressed in a beautiful black dress with a denim jacket and white sneakers.

I couldn’t take my eyes off how beautiful she looked at that moment. The jacket did bring out her eye color.

I walked past her and opened the apartment door, “Long, my bodyguard will be here within 10 minutes to pick you up and he will show you everything you need”, I said as I walked out, leaving her even more confused.

She ran after me, but I walked, ignoring her calls.

I went down and went straight into my car and headed towards my house.

I took my jacket off and headed straight to my bar, getting a heavy drink and gulping down.

I stayed alone until the meeting started, and I was back to my ruthless self. I did not communicate with a group, I just signed the contract and asked them to leave.

I know it was rude, but I cannot be bothered with it today.

Just as the meeting ended, I threw my phone on the desk in my office and headed inside my torture room.

I use this room for my prostitutes when I am feeling like this.

When I walked in, my number one was already on the floor kneeling, with her hands tied up behind her, all she was wearing was the tie that was holding her hands together.

I don’t call my prostitutes by name; I give them numbers based on how good they are.

I lifted her by the chin and started abusing her in all s****l forms that I could see fit.

My number one c*m multiply times. I think we went for an hour. And I could start feeling that she was losing her strength to keep up. But I couldn’t care less, I need to get rid of my frustration.

Just as I was thrusting in and out of her, the door opened, and Lana walked in.

Her eyes locked with mine, and I could see disappointment and anger in them.

After a moment of silence, she turned around and ran on her heels. I threw my number one away and went to grab my robe to run after her, only to meet Long in the hallway, looking at me disappointed.