Dark Chemistry

Chapter-16

Natalia's POV :

"What?! Who the f**k are they?!" Nicolas growled.

"We have no idea boss. They didn't seem like Mexicans. Everything was perfectly fine, and our business was running impressively well, as far as I remember. But there's no time for talking right now. You need to get out of this place as soon as possible," the guard said urgently without taking a break.

"Keep one or two motherfucker alive, then kill the rest of them," Nicolas commanded.

"Okay, boss." The man nodded.

When they were talking, I quickly ran toward the balcony and saw around thirty people in black suits firing on Nicolas's men from the entrance. But they were more powerful than the strangers. The firing scene was so prodigious and thriller that I felt I was watching an action movie's fighting scene in reality.

The two groups were firing nonstop and screaming their hearts out. My breath hitched in my throat seeing that adrenaline-pumping scene.

Nicolas quickly grabbed my wrist and led me to the first floor through the stairs. My mouth went dry and my legs were trembling badly.

"Who are they, Nicolas? I'm scared. Will they kill us? I don't wanna die like this," I asked, out of breath.

"Nonsense. Stop trembling. You think those bastards can touch you or kill us?" he chuckled.

My mouth was hung open.

"Are you laughing? Are you out of your mind? Death is standing in front of you and you're laughing?" I looked at him in disbelief.

"Because I'm the death itself." He laughed like a madman.

I was scared by his abnormal behavior, so I tried to get out of his hold. But he held my wrist tightly and pulled me out of the restaurant through a hidden exit inside the kitchen.

As soon as we were out of the restaurant, cold November air hit my face and ripped inside my nostrils. I was surprised to see Nicolas's bike was parked in front of the exit. Nicolas saw my surprise look and gave me a mischievous wink.

"That bastard is there!" Someone yelled from the kitchen.

We saw three men in black suits entering the kitchen and the chefs were blocking their way. Nice. The chefs of this hotel were also criminals. No wonder they're also Nicolas's men.

"Motherfuckers!" Nicolas hissed and quickly started the bike.

As soon as we paced on the highway, two black Ferraris started chasing after us. A few moments later, they started firing as I thought I would die right there.

"Nicolas! They're firing!" I screamed.

"Come down! Just hold me as tightly as you can so that you won't fall, okay?!" he yelled.

"Ok!" I shouted and held his waist with all my strength.

The gunfire was increasing, but Nicolas astonished me when he started eliminating the bullets skillfully, turning the bike left and right and taking different inconvenient routes. It was like he had done this so many times before.

He pulled out his gun and turned around, he started firing back, and his other hand was controlling the bike. At first, he punctured the tires of the cars through the bullets and then fired them aiming at the men inside the cars.

In one blink, he killed everyone in the cars and sped up the pace of the bike. f**k, that was so hot and thrilling. I was totally stunned by his power, and then I understood why people fear him. He was the apostle of death.

• • •

Reaching his place, Nicolas called for more security guards around the house and doubled the security systems. He had made a few phone calls and left the house that night. It had been two days, but there were no signs of Nicolas and his friends.

My mind couldn't jerk off that awful incident. The guard said they wanted Nicolas, but it was quite impossible to kill him.

I finally managed to finish my dinner as I was so engrossed in my shadowy thoughts. The maid, Laura, totally ignored me these days and she seemed suspicious. But I mentally slapped myself for thinking hard about a maid's problem while I was struggling with my own problems. They're all Nicolas's people and they are all criminals.

Placing the dishes on the kitchen sink, I was about to move upstairs but the front door opened with a beep and crack sound. I walked into the living room and came face to face with Nicolas. He looked more pale, dark circles under eyes, messy hair and a tired look. He looked at me blankly for a few seconds then walked past me upstairs. I looked at him confused.

Shrugging mentally, I also moved upstairs and entered the bedroom. The shower was running, that means Nicolas was in the shower. So I quickly entered the closet and changed into a lilac night gown. I let out a small scream as I turned around because Nicolas was standing a few inches away from me, hair wet and a towel wrapped around his hips.

"Did I scare you, tesoro ?" He raised an eyebrow.

"N-no." I huffed and ran my hand through my hair. "I haven't seen you in these two days. And who the f**k were those people? You know, you almost killed me!"

"So you missed me. Hmm?" He smirked and leaned forward, an inch away from my face.

"NO! Of course not! I didn't miss you." I scoffed.

"Let's see if you missed me or not." A sinister smirk appeared on his lips.

"W-what? What do―mmmhh!" Before I could finish my words, he slammed his lips on mine and started kissing me hungrily.

I couldn't control my stupid hormones as I started kissing him back. I didn't remember when he got access inside my mouth as his tongue was working brilliantly inside it.

A muffled moan escaped from my confined lips. I felt my legs become jelly so I wrapped my arms around his neck for support. His lips found their way to my neck.

His every rough kiss and bite was sending electric impulses through my veins. His kisses and bites on my neck became rougher and I was sure it would leave brutal marks. His large hand gripped my ass harshly and lifted me up, I yelped and wrapped my legs around his waist.

Within a blink, he entered the bedroom, threw me on the bed and climbed upon my craving body.

After undressing me, he pushed my hands above my head and tied them up with a ribbon. My eyes went wide as I looked at his smirking face.

"What are you doing?" I tried to get up but he pushed me down.

Now I was lying only with my black bra and panties on. I gasped when he pulled out his black dagger from the hostler which was placed on the nightstand and started trailing down the cold metal on my hot skin.

"You're so sexy, f**k!" He rasped.

He cut my bra straps slowly through the dagger, looking into my eyes as the burning desire was sparkling into his hypnotizing eyes.

My mind went hazy as I couldn't understand what was happening, the only thing I wanted to feel was the sinful pleasure. After cutting off my bra straps, he abruptly turned me back on my stomach.

"Nicolas, what are you doing?! Let me go!" I gasped.

He gripped my hips and pulled up my butt as it pressed on his hard member. I whined loudly and writhed desperately to get some friction against my needy core.

Now I was lying on my knees, cheek pressed on the pillow, ass pressed on his hard member and grinding like a hungry b***h.

"f**k! You're driving me crazy, bambina." Nicolas cursed loudly and tore apart my panties. (Italian - baby)

Removing the towel from his hips, he started rubbing his large hardened shaft on my dripping p***y. That feeling was drug-like as I moaned in pleasure and need. Without any warning he slammed inside me and a loud groan left from his throat.

My mouth automatically went wide as I let out a loud moan. He pulled back and again slammed inside me so hard and rough. He suddenly coiled my long hair with his large hand and yanked my head back, forcing me to arch my back.

"f**k! Do you know how badly I wanted to f**k you like this when I first saw you?" Gritting his teeth, he slammed deep inside me with all his energy, making me scream in pleasure.

"Yes!" I whined.

"Yes what, baby girl?" He groaned.

"Don't stop! Ahh―"

"Such a greedy w***e!" He smacked my butt cheeks loudly and painfully that made me moaned even louder.

He groaned and started increasing his pace until I couldn't take anymore. I was lost, unable to speak or even speak as the burning pleasure ripped through my body, consuming me with a devastating fire of perception. It was totally unable to describe the powerful feelings and sensations.

"Now c*m for me, puttana." He grunted through his clenched teeth as he kept up his relentless pace.

Following his command, I came hard, screaming and moaning loudly.

After a few brutal thrusts, he came inside me. We both were panting and sweating badly.

Then a few minutes later, he untied my hands and everything went silent. But the silence hadn't stayed longer as he had started f*****g me again and stopped just before the sunrise.

I was so exhausted that I had no idea when I fell asleep, before cleaning myself or taking a shower.

• • •

Sun rays were penetrating through the large window so the whole room became warm and bright, making me groan in annoyance.

I slowly opened my eyes then turned around but Nicolas was gone already. When I tried to get up, I felt the familiar ache between my legs and head.

I silently cursed and slowly got up out of the warm bed to make my way to the cold bathroom. After taking an amazing warm shower, I made my way downstairs and to my utter surprise, I met Nicolas and all of his stupid friends. Laura and other maids were serving them lunch.

"Good morning, mi amore." Mariano smirked. (Italian - my love)

"So the sleeping beauty has finally decided to wake up." Alexander chuckled.

I rolled my eyes and sat in an empty chair, beside Victor. I was face to face with John and Stephen.

"Hi, Natalia. Long time no see." Stephen gave me a warm smile.

Stephen was very nice to me but he didn't help me either. Then why was he being very nice to me? What's his purpose?

"Hi." I gave him a tight smile and nodded.

I silently started eating and they began talking about some business both in English and Italian which I assume was about weapon dealing. Suddenly the discussion became serious and they looked more scary in their true form.

"f**k, Nick! Why don't you understand?! If Valentino finds out about this incident, what will happen can you imagine?" John barked at Nicolas that made me flinch.

"He's right. We can't hide this forever." Mariano, the disgusting joker, said in a deep voice, filled with seriousness.

"Not now. Not in this place. I want all of you in my office within five minutes. Call Bella, Romano and Eva. We need a proper plan." With that Nicolas abruptly stood up and left the dining room.

The air felt dead serious and everyone immediately followed Nicolas to his office. Within a blink the whole room became empty and silent, only I sat there alone. I shrugged and finished the delicious foods lazily.

Finishing the mouth-watering foods, I went to the kitchen for Rosetta. She was then washing the dishes and other maids were cleaning the dining table and the kitchen.

"Hey, Rosetta. Are you free to give me a lake tour?" I smiled.

"Umm. Sorry, honey. Actually I've a lot of work to finish. What about in the evening?" She smiled brightly.

"Oh it's okay." I smiled and blew a kiss.

She chuckled and I walked out of the kitchen. I made my way to the front pool before I noticed Laura following me. She had been acting weird since the day I landed here. I quietly sat on the bench beside the flower blooming pool and took a deep breath.

Suddenly Laura stood in front of me as I gasped for his sudden move. She was looking like a possessed woman, eyes red with dark circles, messy ponytail, skin paler than before.

"Are you alright, Laura?" I blinked.

"Stop acting like an innocent bitch." She gritted her teeth.

My mouth went hung open at his sudden choice of words. But then my surprise turned into anger.

"What are you talking about? If Nicolas knows that you're talking like this to me―"

"You want to escape, right? I can help you." She crossed her arms and spoke suddenly.

"Wha― Are you testing me? They told you to test me, right? So Nicolas was talking about this plan." I laughed loudly.

"I want a 'yes' or 'no'. And I. Am. Serious."

"So you're telling me to trust you? How the f**k you can help me? You're a mere maid. If Nicolas finds out you're helping me to escape, he'll rip your head off of your body." I chuckled.

"I can help you, Natalia. I've my way with that. And I believe you won't tell Nicolas about this. I'm giving you one day to make a decision. I know very well that you want to escape." She uttered.

I looked at her for a few moments and she seemed like she was telling the truth, I mean she could help me to get out of this hell. But what was her purpose?

"Why do you want to help me even after knowing the risks? What's your purpose? And how can I believe you?" I frowned.

"At first, you don't need to know why I'm helping you and what my purpose is. You want to get out of here and I'm helping you, that's it. And you have no other ways so you've to believe me." She shrugged.

"So you've one day to make a decision. Tell me when you're done." With that she turned around and walked inside the house, leaving no room for me to speak further.

Hours passed but I was still sitting on the same bench without moving as I was engrossed in deep thoughts, looking at the blooming pool. I was one thousand percent sure that I wanted to escape.

I wanted to get out of the hell named house. I wanted to get out of the hold of the devil named Nicolas. Suddenly I felt someone sitting beside me. I flinched and looked at my left side and discovered an exhausted Stephen rubbing his palms on his face.

"It's me. Don't need to be afraid." He chuckled.

"Why won't I? You're the same monster as Nicolas, nothing more or nothing less." I sighed, looking at the alluring pool.

"You're right." He laughed like it was a joke.

"Of course I'm right. I've always been right. Just let me go. I want to get out of this place."

"I have nothing to do, Natalia. He's so f*****g obsessed with you." He sighed.

"If you have nothing to do then stop being soft at me. I don't need you f*****g pity." I blasted out. He sighed again.

"He's addicted to you. We can't do anything. His stupid possession made everything worse."

"I'm not a drug. Stop talking bullshit and let me go to my parents. It's been more than one freaking month I haven't seen them. Please I beg you." I couldn't hold my tears.

He quickly wrapped his arm around my shoulder and guided my head on his chest.

"Shh. They're alright and enjoying the vacation. But they miss you. Your little brother Ellerie always asks me about you whenever I meet them. Your granny is really fractious but she's doing great." He chuckled at the last sentence.

I abruptly sat straight and looked at him with wide eyes.

"You met them? When? Where are they? Still in the hotel? Bring me with you to them. Please." I spoke without any breaks.

"Relax. They were never in a hotel. The cops got fake information. After taking you with him that night, Nicolas sent your family to Miami. Five years ago Abram built a house in Miami because he liked that place. Your family is staying there." He exhaled deeply and again pulled me onto his chest.

"They're alright. Don't worry. Just don't make him mad. If you do what he says, I'm sure he will let you meet your parents one day. The sooner you accept him, the better it will be." He said rubbing my head slowly.

"I'm not his slave." I sniffed.

"I'm not saying that you're his slave. He'll make you his queen. Just accept him."

"So you're also in contemplation of brainwashing me, aren't you? I knew that." I whispered.

"I'm not, Natalia. The world is very cruel to see the inside of us. And it didn't matter to us until we met you." He let out a long sigh.

"What do you mean?" I frowned, still laying my head on his chest.

"It's nothing. Just don't let him break you, make him fall for you. Accept him the way he is, try to understand the person hiding under the devil's mask. You won't regret it when you find the real one." He murmured.

This exact thing I had heard from Amelie. I didn't know what to say or ask because his sentences pushed me into deep thoughts.

"See you, Natalia. Take care." He stood up and walked into the garage.

After a few moments, he left the garage with his Lamborghini and left the mansion, leaving me puzzled.