Sold to the mafia boss

The rest of the dinner was quiet. Not that he didn’t try to get on my nerves after my outburst.Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

I just realized he wasn’t worth every single anger and I gave up trying to make him understand me. He asked about my school which I refused to tell him about, and then he went on about how he’d saved me from working at a bar. He told me about giving me the luxurious life if I obeyed him.

Halfway through the dinner, another of his body guards comes in and on Logan’s command, he pulled me out of the chair and escorted me to my room.

I spent the next few hours locked inside my room, spending much of those time standing at the window and just watching the outside.

It’s only been three days but I missed going out so badly. I didn’t know how long Logan planned on keeping me locked up but I knew for certain I would lose my mind if it gets any longer.

Two hours after returning to my room, my door slid open and some of Logan’s bodyguards walked in carrying brown boxes. I didn’t care much as to know what they were carrying until they dropped the boxes next to the bathroom door and the other guards brought in a white spiraling shelf.

” Boss asked us to bring you some books and magazines ” the first guy said, before going back to direct where the shelf should be placed.

I don’t want books, I want my fucking phone! I wanted to scream that to their faces but I knew it was pointless. They couldn’t do anything. They all worked for him and it would be completely pointless fighting them.

After a long while of watching them arrange the three boxes of novels on the shelf, they walked out.

Reluctantly, I walked over to the shelf where I let my hands trail the numerous books. I’ve never been the type to binge read books. While I just enjoyed reading a countable numbers of times in my life, I’m not entirely a book worm. I picked up the first book that interested me. It was a book with a young woman dressed in shimmering green dress titled ” The seven husbands of Evelyn Hugo ”

I tried to read it and actually got captivated by the imaginary after reading the first and second chapters.

The sound of my door sliding open causes me to look up. I saw a woman walk in, a big smile plastered on her face. I haven’t seen this woman before and the way she carried herself and looked around, it was obvious she’s probably never been in this house before nor does she work for Logan.

She appears to be just an inch or half shorter than me, her skin coffee brown, the kind of coffee that looked carton color because it’s had too much milk in it.

Her hair is a curling afro on her head, giving me the big hint that she was half African and half American- maybe. Her eyes are big, her peachish pink lips were wrinkled naturally and shinning from the colorless lipgloss on them. She has a nose ring at the right side of her small and pointed nose.

A deep dimple forms on her cheek as she smiled at me the moment she caught sight of me. She’s dressed in a deep blue skinny jeans that accentuated all of her round curvy hips, her thick thighs and the fine shape of her legs. The Teal colored blouse she’s wearing is tucked inside her jeans, a dark brown jacket over it, matching her eyes and curly hair.

” Um Good morning, ” she said as I tried to stand up from the wall side floor I was currently sitting at ” you’re the one I was asked to meet right? ” She adds.

I didn’t know what to say. All I was thinking of was how I could tell her to help me escape from here. Obviously she’s not aware of who Logan was or that I was probably here against my will.

Suddenly, I felt a presence at the distance and I looked at the door, my stomach churning at the sight instantly.

There he was, Logan, at the door, a big sadistic grin on his face.

He is wearing an ash tuxedo over a white inner, his pants a matching ash.

” I see you arrived, Beverly ” Logan makes his presence known, causing her to twirl around to see him.

” Oh! Mr DeAngelo. Hello, ” she greets ” your security let me in here after our meeting yesterday ”

I watched them talk, and then watched him walk to my side.

” Yes, go on, you can take a look ” I heard Logan’s voice again before the said Beverly hurries into my closet room. Logan’s strong hands grabs my shoulder, yanking me up under his strong arm. His nose nuzzled my hair, like he was inhaling my scent before he whispered into my ear.

” I know you’re probably thinking about asking her to help you escape but I promise you that if you try that game, I will kill her, ” his words ran shivers down my spine ” and her blood will be on your hands ”

My body trembled with fear and the tears threatened to spill. I didn’t know if it was because of his thight grip on my shoulder and arm or because of his threat of killing that woman if I tried anything. I pictured her dead body lying on the floor, a bullet hole to her head and her blood splattered to all corners of the room. And trust me, it wasn’t a scene I’m prepared to see.

Beverly walks out, excitement written all over her face. ” You have a beautiful walk-in closet, Mrs DeAngelo, ” Mrs. DeAngelo? ” And I’m very glad to be making your dresses, I’m so honored. As your husband had described, you are just what I’d pictured ” she said.

I slowly turned a look at Logan who smiled sweetly at me. He described me to her?

” I hope you’d have everything my wife needs, Beverly ” Logan said, rubbing my arm up and down affectionately for a show.

” Um are you ready, Mrs. DeAngelo? ” She asks me, slightly reaching out for my hand.

Staging a smile, I nodded. ” Yes please ”

” Let me leave you ladies to yourselves, ” Logan said like a gentleman, releasing my arms and rubbing them against his thighs as he turned towards the door.

I watched his back as the doors opened for him and he stepped out. I watched as he disappeared from my sight and the doors slid close and a bolt formed in the pit of my stomach.

I need to do something.