Mafia Resentment

(Few months after they met)

Samantha

My heart was racing so quickly. Though I was struggling, I was still nervously looking my head around. My entire body shook with terror. But all I saw was a filthy, stinky, and dark environment. The only source of light was a sliver of an open curtain from a nearby window. My wrists and feet were all tied because I was placed in the middle of the room in a wooden chair.

I'm not sure where I am. Kiaro covers my eyes all the way in this messy place. As a result, I couldn't see where we went.

Kiaro was a traitor in our gang, according to my father. He'd vanished without warning. It's the first time I've seen him since then. His lovely face was hidden behind his not-too-thick mustache. His lovely gray eyes, which had been looking at me in admiration, had turned wrath. While staring at it, I was afraid. This is the first time I've ever seen him in such a state. I usually see him annoyed by me, yet not like this.

Despite the fact that I did not show my fear. I don't want to give him that feeling of fulfillment. I knew my father would come to my rescue. I know my entire family was looking for me at the moment. I was important to them, even if I knew they didn't love me as their family. My affluent fiance is solely interested in me. No one, not my sister, no one. So basically, my family needs me.

"Why have you brought me here?" Kiaro, tell me where I am! " Kiaro didn't respond; instead, he smirked and pressed his finger against my chin, forcing me to look at him in the eyes that I had been avoiding since he pushed me inside his car to kidnap me. Why? Because I was afraid that my heart would betray me. in all of the days that he was gone. And all of the bad things that I've heard he did to my family.

I needed to close my eyes, but I couldn't do it.

"Why would I tell you where you were? Was I that stupid to you? Well, maybe that's what your father thought about me, since he fucking made me look stupid. Because I thought I was on the right side, he was the one who saved me when I was young due to my indebtedness. When the time comes, I have nowhere to go because my mother was killed by someone. All my life, I thought my mother was killed by Mr. Hartner. Your father's most vehement foe. Later, I discovered that everything had been a lie. Your father, who trained as one of his control assassins and was one of those that murdered my mother simply to obtain me! Because I was the son of Marcos Dumenox, the world's most feared assassin. He wanted me to be his ally by myself. My mother kept the fact that she was pregnant from me at the time, and despite the fact that raising me alone was exceedingly tough for her, she managed to give me with a comfortable life. My mother didn't want me to have the same life as my father, so she did everything she could to keep me hidden from everyone. However, your father discovered me. He completely ruined my life! He assassinated my mother! Now I'm going to wreck him, and I'm going to start with you. "

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Everything he mentioned was true. His lengthy speech contains far too much anger. When I declined to marry the man my father liked for me for the second time after realizing I had already fallen for Kiaro, I heard it from my father.

My father claimed that I was not his biological child. My family has even told me I'm useless, and I've heard every harsh word they've ever said to me. But did Kiaro know I wasn't my father's real daughter? I felt compelled to swallow forcefully. If he couldn't see how terrified I was before, he certainly can now. Because I could sense his seriousness in his eyes as I pulled the knife from his side. I wanted to tell him he couldn't do it since I was expecting his child. At the same time, I was scared that if I informed him, he'd be delighted to torture me. He wasn't a serial killer and assassin for no reason. He never told me or even hinted that he liked me. But what if I told him I wasn't my father's biological daughter? Is he supposed to believe it?

I was more shaking for Pete sake. I use to love how he look at me with gray intensifying eyes of him but now I don't know anymore.

For Pete's sake, I was trembling. I used to adore the way he stared at me with those graying eyes, but I'm not sure anymore.

"I was wondering what I would do to you first. What if I bleed you to death? Before I deliver your dead body to your father? I know that he would be furious since you were the last hope he had since the wealthy man, Agustus Aguirre, really liked you too much. And if I kill you, his company would collapse. "

"I shake my head," I admit, knowing Kiaro was correct.

"Please Kiaro"

Kiaro stared at me as if I had two heads.

Have you heard what I said? your father has done to me? Have you heard what your father has done to me!"

He asked shouting in my face, while I was thinking if I would live, then I could give birth to my baby. But how could I tell him I was pregnant? What if I told him he wasn't the biological father? What difference would it make if I told him it was him?

I might stifle his pride. I was able to persuade him that I was not the one being played by such a well-known figure. In silence, I could tell him that I'm not crazy about him.

This is completely ridiculous.

"Ask me anything and I will do it. Just let me live." I insisted, despite Kiaro's refusal to modify his mind.

Kiaro grinned wickedly once more.

"Ok, then maybe it's much better to torture you little by little until you surrender. Maybe I will make you my slave. How's that sound? "

"Just let me live and I'll be good."

Kiaro speaks to me in hushed tones.

"Are you sure you don't want to die quickly?"

I sighed. Every word he spoke was lethal to me. And consider this: what if I agreed to die alongside my child?