THE MAFIA’S CAPTIVE ANGEL

The drive to the warehouse was in silence; I was a nervous mess. So many emotions were swimming through me. I felt pain, betrayal, fear, anger, and most of all, sadness. We pulled into the warehouse, and I sucked in a breath, fiddling with my finger. Sin wrapped his hands around my sweaty ones with a look on his face.

“You don’t have to do this; we can go back home if you’ve changed your mind.” I shook my head, letting him know that I was ready.

We got out of the car and went into the warehouse. We were led down the stairs of what looked like a basement, outside a locked room. Two guards stood outside the room; they nodded at Sin, and he waved them off.

“Can I talk to her alone?”

“No, Mani, I don’t want the two of you alone. She ….” I kissed his lips, cutting him off. I managed to calm him down. We both caught our breath when we pulled apart.

He sighs. “I will be right here.” I nodded and slipped into the room.

I slapped my hand against my mouth to stop myself from screaming when i saw her. Zoey was unrecognizable with her hands chained up to the ceiling; the only thing that indicated her being alive was the shallow breath that filled the room.

She had so many scars running from her face to her body, with dried blood sticking to her body. I slowly took a step closer to her as tears fell from my eyes. She must have sensed my presence because her head raises and she struggles to keep her focus on me.

“Why are you here? Have you come to glut?” She voiced it weakly, and her eyes held so much hatred for me.

“That’s not the reason why I’m here,” I said, taking a breath. “Why, Zoey, were you my friend?. I even consider you like a sister to me, so why do we have to meet like this?”

“Oh, please, stop the sentimental talk.” She muttered, her eyes burning holes in me. “Quit pretending like you aren’t happy to see me like this.”

“I’m not pretending, and you know it. Even despite everything, I still care about you. Yes, I hate what you did, and I don’t know if I will ever forgive you, but that doesn’t change the fact that I care. I will always care,” I said softly.

She scoffed, groaning weakly. “Normani Parker, ever so noble. Always wanting to see the good in people.” She took a painful breath. “I will admit, I regretted it.”

At her words, I felt a spark of hope lit up inside me. Maybe the old Zoey is still there-the nice, carefree, and loving Zoey.

“I do regret it,” she says again. “Not having done something when I had the chance. I should have killed you when I noticed the way he started looking at you. I should have gotten rid of you and that bastard of a child. “She spat at my face, looking at me with pure hatred.”RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

I guess I was wrong to hope; some humans just never change. No matter how hard you try to see a glimpse of the good person you think they are, they end up failing you beyond your expectations.

I wiped the spittle off my face with my cloth. When I looked back at her, I saw her eyebrows furrowed together. She was looking at my hand, and more specifically, the ring on my finger. Her face turned red; I don’t know if it was from the blood on her skin or anger, but I’m guessing the latter with the next words that came out of her mouth.

“You fucking filthy whore, that should have been me. That should have been mine,” she screamed, repeating the words over and over again.

Her eyes bore into mine as she kept on repeating those same words. She looked deranged; her body swigged in the air, and blood gushed down her hands. A sob escaped my lips; I couldn’t bear to watch her anymore. It was obvious she wasn’t in the right frame of mind.

I walked close to the door, opening it. I gave Zoey one last look to see her still screaming at herself, constantly saying, “It’s mine; I won’t let you take it from me.” I got out of the basement and ran into Sin’s opened hands, crying my eyes out. His hand softly patted my back as he whispered sweet words to me. I wrapped my hand around his embrace, relishing the way his strong arms held me.

He pulled away, using both thumbs to wipe away the tears from my eyes. Embracing me one more time. “Shhh, it’s going to be alright.”

“She isn’t well, Nikolai; she keeps chanting to herself,” I whispered.

“I figured that out. Come on, let’s get out of here.” He put his arm around my waist, and we gently made our way out of the warehouse to the car.

I got in, strapping myself in my seatbelt. Sin starts the car, driving out while my gaze was out the window, my mind drifting back to what had happened a few moments ago till I felt Sin hand on mine, placing it on my lap.

“What is going to happen to her?” I asked with my gaze still at the window.

“You know very well what is going to happen.”

I shifted my gaze to him. “Is that the only solution?”

We stayed in silence for a while; none of us said anything. I looked out the window; my other hand was placed on my tummy.

We got to the mansion in no time, and we both got out and entered the house. Sin helped me up the stairs to our bedroom, laying me on the bed.

He pulled the duvet up my body, kissing my forehead. “Get some rest.” He made his way to the door.

“Nikolai,” I called out to him before he could leave. He turned to look at me, letting out a defeated sigh.

“I won’t kill her, but I won’t make life easy for her either.” He said that and left the room.