The Mafia Billionaire King Chose Me

Chapter four

~Liam

"What do you think you're doing?" Daniel spoke out.

"She's in public Liam. We have no idea who they are and we have tasks we are supposed to carry out. We don't want to jeopardize our plans,” he added.

The car sped up and I did nothing than to stare at the fading silhouette of my Angel.

“I'm appointing some of our men after her right now. They will stand by and keep an eye on her while we work and once the task is completed, you will have her Liam, I promise!" Daniel let out calmly.

I didn't respond, I just listened. Knowing I had eyesin her made me calm.

"You have put off finding her for so long you can stay a couple of hours more. We will locate her better if she is hanging around in the lodge, at least we are aware of her location" he added and when the car stopped, we all got down and walked to my room.

I grunted and smacked my fist at the wall in frustration. I could not accept that I saw her. Everything came smashing into my mind and squeezed my hair tightly in distress. I was experiencing a major breakdown.

We drove in silence until I got to my penthouse. It's been six days since I left here.

"Gather yourself together bro. I told you I'll find a way to get her to you as soon as I can" Daniel let out once we walked into the living room

"Good. I need her here as soon as possible."

"I'm here already." I shot a glimpse at the door, from behind when a woman's voice had sounded. Daniel glanced, too.

"I'm right here." Sara, all smiling and giggling, stepping her way in sky-high heels. f**k, I swore silently. I had totally forgotten about her.

"Well... I'll leave you two to whatever this is." Daniel grinned stupidly, propelled himself up, and led his way to the door.

“I'll take care of that thing we talked about, and I'll check on X and the Italians too," he spoke out.

"Thanks, brother”

I hurled at Sara the seconds I listened to the four clicks that usually sounded from the door to be sure of Daniel’s departure. Her boobs were popping out like the foam of a champagne and I must have a taste to fix my greed.

"Yes," she moaned softly, when I began to suck on her soft n*****s and my thump skirted down to play with her knob. A figure flashed through my mind and I pulled away from Sara, her eyes inspecting me like I had done badly.

I saw her again, my angel, and the need to have her again boosted. My angel!

I need to have her. Angel. I need her to be mine, I need a sip from her pleasing wine bottle. A sip would not be bad.

I thought, sprucing up and impaling Sara with my throbbing c**k. She bent her back into an arch and then lowered herself to the wooden table, now wet with sweat. I f****d her hard.

I was high like a junkie and Rose would be my next fix if not I'd end up in the graveyard or psycho ward.

"Kneel," I growled at Sara, pushing her down. She did as she was ordered without hesitation. I purred, praising her submissiveness, and trailed a thumb along her lips. They parted obediently. I liked my petty and totally submissive things.

******

Liya

Some hours earlier....

The sound of the alarm clock pierced my brain.

"Get up, baby. It's ten already. We have to be at the airport in an hour. Our New York vacation awaits. Wakey, wakey!" Keith stood at the bedroom door, sporting a wide grin. "Nora is already with grandma you don't have to worry about her" sleep immediately vanished from my eyes.

"You did what?" I snarled my desire to sleep depleting by seconds.

"I got sweet pea dressed and took her to grandma for you. I also made you coffee." With a smug expression, Keith remained standing in the doorway, holding a cup in each hand.

"Why would you do that? " I said in a weeping voice.

"You didn't wake up and we are running late. Nora would say mama don't go and you'd cancel this trip! We both know you listen to that brat you got from your flings over me" Keith flared.

Damn this man! My heart was tainted with words to howl at him but I couldn't. I would pretend to be oblivious to the things he did that night for my dear life. Keith was everything a monster was. His nails were already around my neck. One wrong move and I knew he wouldn't think twice before choking

me to death.

I felt my eyes begin to tear up, so I ran into the bathroom. As I stopped by the mirror I realized just how much I needed this vacation. My dark eyes were sad and relinquished, and the lack of anything to do had made me uninterested. I was devastated with the burden of my own failings and my dislike of working. I had no idea what to do with myself. It's been five good years of internal conflict and slavery to a man I knew nothing about- a man I didn't remember. I let the tears fall freely from my eyes, shutting out Keith and the repeated knocks on the door. I don't know how long I cried but when I was done, I realized how truly I needed this vacation and how unfair I was to Keith. Agreed, he shouldn't have said those words about Nora, but for the last five years, he has been nothing but a father to her. The least I could do to show my gratitude was to grant him his wish- a two week break for both of us, without our daughter.

****

When we finally landed in New York, the sun was already setting. Keith was angry anduneasy, and his foul mood was rubbing off on me, so I decided to take a look around the place. The place was beautiful. We would be staying in a rental lodging with a private island and beach. The place was heavenly. Just about what I wanted.

"You look so out of place at a place so beautiful. You are definitely made for the slum" Keith squealed from where he was. I hissed and rolled my eyes when I saw Emma smiling.

What was so funny?

I was distracted when an approaching dark SUV jeep seemed to slow down a bit for an instant, and I thought he was going to ask for directions or some other random questions but it sped off at almost the same instant. Something struck me and for some reason, my eyes were glued to the moving car. Like a magnetic force, I was pulled to the essence of the car until it was completely out of sight but that wasn't enough reason to shake off the weird feeling that crept up my chest.