Trapped by the Mafia King

owering buildings. I was drenched from walking in the heavy rain, having taken unknown paths that led me to this place. N

iet. Trembling with fear, I instinctively covered my ears, my eyes darting to a man

yes fixed on nothingness. Shock rooted me to the sp

presence behind me, a tall figure turning to glance in my direction. Before I could make

uiet," he hissed urgently, his warm breath brushing against my e

it against my delicate, chilled neck. I froze, my e

ingly calm, unaffected by the grave sin he had just committed and the fact that there was a witness to his act. T

g my breath, I kept my eyes open, not daring to bli

ips. I was dressed in a modest evening gown which barely revealed my skin. The droplets of

or more than ten minutes, unmoving. I had lo

is lap as he sat down on the tiny sofa by the entrance, his gaze never leaving me

u to take over the business?" He tried to piece together my background. He assum

dn't control. Initially, my uncle, a high-ranking general, had tried to sell me

ng him to drop the deal. Accepting this reasoning, my uncle had ousted me, deeming me no longer useful. Now, stan

he store and informed him. He nodded and stood up to leave as t

et's go." I was confused and stared at him in disbelief. 'What did he

y, and came closer and grabbed my waist, "What are you doing?" my lips fluttered when I utt

in my ears as he lifted me, sending chi

a soul about this incident, believe me, let me go!" I tri

then be obedient." He mumbled biting my ear lobe. I shrank

and unsettling eyes studying my features. Wrapping me in a bl

his eyes. He loosened my hair and placed the towel on my h

," I pleaded again. His pale face, making him appear mo

if you take a speaker and sing of my deed. I would have let you

e pressed the gun harder, and I cried out, but then his lips locked onto mine. I bega

And then, he stopped as soon as I did. He moved back, wiping his lips with his thu

and commanded. A voice from the other side re

, making me more than just uncomfortable. I felt sticky and dirty, especially after his

o devour me. Being engaged to the minister's son from birth, my uncle had been meticulous in

e. I had been planning to meet my fiancé and seek shelter. He was supposed to marry me anyway. But now

s, mirroring the chaos in my mind. I couldn't fathom what would happen at Snow Palace or how I could