Chosen By The Mafia by Nina Daniel (funny books to read .txt) 📗

“When will he come back?” I asked him this question because I wanted to talk to him face to face and the fact if I don’t have a phone was stopping me from cursing Armando this moment because somehow I feel cheated. I have his baby in my womb which needs him and He didn’t bother to honor that. Instead, he’s busy somewhere, with corrupt whores.

“This weekend. He has some work in Houston to finish, So he will fly thereafter LA,” he mentioned something which caused my heart to clench a bit. Houston is my hometown, the place where I was born and he alluded ‘he has some work there’ what? What work? I asked my heart to not advocate with my doubts. He was there with a plan which clearly involves me. I prayed mightily that his work doesn’t involve my parents or siblings. I felt like someone strangled me as I was left breathless, unsettling thoughts were clouding my mind and I was feeling miserable. My lungs were struggling to catch a breath and my heart speeded up its pace; leaving me unmanageable.

Why didn’t he tell me that he was going to Houston? He knows I’m from there, I don’t believe that he doesn’t know about it, He is in the Mafia and that means he knows about people. It’s not hard for people like him to find out our backstories, even if that involves killings, they will do it. These people are heartless, they have a disgust in the face of humanity. And look how easy it is for them to trick and manipulate people like me. 

First, we will cheat his words in LA. It was a lie that he loves me and I’m more shocked that people who work for him support his lies equally. And to increase the torture for me, he decided to pay a visit to Houston, what will he do there? Make an offer to buy me from my parents? What if they refuse him? He will kill them.

NO! Hell No! I’ll kill him if he dares to touch any of my loved ones. I won’t spare him for that and I swear to God, I will equally make him suffer.

I didn’t notice that I was crying until Nicolas hands rubbed my back and slowly his voice registered in my senses, “It’s alright, I’m here, you don’t have to worry about anything when I’m here” he cooed me and maybe, that was the most trustable voice I’d ever heard. His face confirmed to me that he didn’t lie and I’m safe to cascade my faith on him.

“He is a sadist! he is a cheater! When he claims to love me and my baby then how could he do that to us? He left us alone. This is wrong, he’s playing with me,” I complained along of crying my feelings out in his presence. I didn’t know why I said those words to him but I meant it, I was hurt after learning Armando’s reality. I’m not needy of him but still, I had some expectations from him. But now, I don’t feel him worthy of my spit even. I’m enough for my baby. I’ll always be there for you no matter what. It is true that I was not ready to be a mother but I have admitted the truth. I need to be strong in order to fight for my baby’s protection.

I caught a sense that his arms were wrapped around my shoulders, my whole head was buried in his chest. “Relax, it will pass soon,” he offered his sympathy, assuring me like he knew what my future held for me. “I need you to calm down and listen to me?” he sought my attention, and I raised my head to meet his sight.

“Forget everything right now and act up like a big girl. You need to focus on what’s ahead than what has gone by. I promise you that someday your culprits will be punished, karma will hit them too.” He gave me a hope of strength, “Now come on big girl, we have a party soon in our mansion. So you need to be ready for it.” He clued me about an unknown event while I was busy to enjoy his embrace, I didn’t utter any voice and he continued in the same warm position, “Armando asked me to tell you that he’s throwing a ball party this weekend to announce his heir and you in his family,” he said in a dry tone, I caught distress in his voice and at the same time his hands left my head and he straightened his posture,

“What do you mean by me?” I questioned him with narrow eyes, after what he did in front of me and behind my back, he still had the courage to dictate me. Well then go to hell asshole. I left my seat and leaned on the table with hands pressing my weight on it

“He is going to announce you the bride soon,”

“NO!” I yelled with all the audacity I had in me and ran towards the bathroom with the speed of the flash. The pool of negative emotions raised in me; making my chest heavy. Before he could reach to stop me I hastily managed to lock the door behind me and rested my head on it until I burst into tears. First, he kidnapped me, raped me, and then crushed my heart in unmendable pieces! and later, he manipulated me, tricked me, and cheated on me. Now, what do I feel justified? His savagery or trickery? My dear heart, It was too fragile to be played by him, by his manipulating games.

I slowly landed down to the floor and crouched. My head took a rest against my knees but my heart kept bouncing in discomfort.

What a fraudster he is! Does he think that he will ask me to become his and I’ll submit too easily while he cheats me! Am I too low to deserve this kind of exploitation? I was a fool to trust him, I acted like one! I should haven’t expected him to be loyal to me in the first place. Lana, you hated him! You wanted him to leave you and when he left you alone as per your wish then why are you crying over him now? how come you slipped into expecting good from him?

The feelings I had boosted in me left me all loaded with salty tears, I densely felt cheated, betrayed, unwanted, and most importantly lost.

I’m growing his baby inside me while he keeps spitting his seed in someone else. How could he do this unjust to me? He is no man. He was never a man just I foolishly defended him with my gut feelings. He is a devil, only lucifer with no heart.