the abused wife of the Mafia King

chapter 12

Lana’s POV

I had a wonderful breakfast with Nicolas, he was such a gentleman. He was kind and very handsome.

“So, what time do you want me to be ready tonight for the swimming lesson?”, I asked Nicolas, as we walked out of the buffet.

“Um, what do.”, he said but was instantly cut off by a staff member who came rushing towards me.

“Excuse me mam, but do you care to explain, how your clumsy hands managed to get all the white carpets dirty in our most expensive suite?”, she said, her tone was very loud, causing everyone’s attention towards us.

“I am sorry, I was painting last night, and I must’ve spilled some paint on the floor, I can clean it”, I quickly add, to emasculate the situation.

“So, you think the room that is worth 5000$ per night, that we give to our special guest, you will clean it and make even a bigger mess of it?”, she yelled back.

Tears gathered in my eyes, but I refused to let it out.

With a shaky voice, I managed to get some words out, “I am sorry, I can pay for it?”.

“Lana, come here”, said Nicolas in his deep voice.

I turned my head towards Nicolas, to see his eyes burning with rage.

I slowly walk towards Nicolas, and immediately apologize, “Nicolas, I am sorry for making a mess of the room. I will try and clean it, please forgive me”.

His burning with rage eyes quickly turned warm and kind again.

He held my face in his big palms and wiped away the tears that I had forgotten was there.

“Hey, it is fine, there is no problem, you can make as much mess as you like, no one will say anything to you from today onwards”, he said as wiped away my cheeks.

I felt calm again in his touch, I don’t know how he does it, but once again I am calm in his arm.

Nicolas gently takes my hands in his and pulls me beside him, he then walks towards the staff that was looking at us in shock.

“You are fired”, is all Nicolas said to her before he walked away with me.

I didn’t even realize, but there was a guy next to us. He was quite well built as well; he was wearing a full black suit. Clean shaved, short hair, and dark brown eyes.

Just as we entered the elevator, Nicolas let go of my hand and turned toward the guy who was behind us.

“Long, deal with it”, he said in his deep voice. More like he was ordered.

I stayed there silently, until Nicolas turned towards me, and said, “So, you paint?”.

I looked at him and gave him a shy nod.

“Can I see your work if you don’t mind”, he asked me, with a warm smile.

How could I show him the painting that I made of him? I am not even sure if he will like it. Or will he get mad if I show him that I painted him without his permission? I kept thinking.

“If you don’t feel comfortable, then it's okay”, he said, breaking my thoughts away.

“First, I have to apologize, and don’t ask why I am apologizing, and second, don’t judge it, okay, It's not yet completed?”, I said. A little embarrassed.

Nicolas smiled at me and looked back forward.

I pressed the room level, and once we got to my door, I looked at him again, “Promise you won’t get mad?”, I said again.

“I promise I won’t get mad”, he said reassuringly.

We walked inside, with the other guy still behind us. Just as we walked inside, Nicolas's eyes went straight to the painting, and his eyes went wide, I couldn’t tell from his reaction, whether he was angry or happy. But I sure as hell was nervous.

Nicolas walked towards the painting and kept staring at it, without saying anything.

I looked towards the bodyguard, and asked him, “Is he okay?”.

The guard gave me a warm smile and nod.

“DO you think, he is angry at me for making a painting of him?”, I asked again.

“No, I think he loves it”, said the bodyguard.

I stood behind Nicolas, watching him stare at the piece of art, he was so silent and lost in the painting that I could not find out what he was thinking.

After moments of silence, Nicolas finally turned around and walked straight towards me, and without another word, he threw his arms around my shoulders and just held me tightly.

I was taken aback by his action, shocked. Surprised, I didn’t know what I could do next, but soon after, my arms started reacting to his hug, they went up and held his waist.

“The painting is one of the best things I’ve seen in my life”, he gently whispered in my ears.

I couldn't help but blush in his arms.

After seconds of intimate moment, we ended the hug, and I walked back to the painting.

“I haven’t finished it yet, I still think it needs a few touches ups”, I said as I looked closely at the painting,

Nicolas walked behind me, and looked again at the painting, “Can I have this painting of yours”, he said in his deep voice, breaking my focus on the painting.

“You want this?”, I asked him surprised. I think I didn’t do my best. Nicolas is very handsome, and the painting did not do him justice.

“Only if you want to”, replied Nicolas.

“I just think I haven’t done my best with this painting”, I said as I stood in front of the painting, blocking his view.

He slowly walked in front of me brought up his hands around my face and cupped it. “This is exactly how I look, and only a few people know this side of me”, he said staring deeply into my eyes.

“You can have it”, I said after a couple of seconds of getting lost in his eyes.

Just as we were about to bring our faces closer, the bodyguard got a notification, which caused both me and Nicolas to jump up and look away awkwardly.

“Sir, we have to go”, he said to Nicolas.

Nicolas just nodded and with that, the bodyguard left the room.

“Will you wait for me at 8 pm by the pool, I will come and teach you how to swim and then we can have dinner together?”, he asked from afar.

I looked at him, wondering why he was being so nice to me, no one had ever been this nice or interested in me.

I was lost in my thoughts when Nicolas spoke again, jerking me up from my thoughts.

“If you are not comfortable then you can reject me”, he said, with pleading eyes.

“I will wait for you”, is all I said as I watched a smile form on his face.

He nodded and with that, he left.