Melted The Heart Of My Mafia Boss

Chapter-27

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KAITLYN

Today I'll clear everything.

"Because damn it, I like you!" I shouted and closed my eyes as I thought he would hurt me to know the truth. I didn't know why... I said it. I mean, I could have waited. That was very...soon. He will not acknowledge it. I know!

"I like you, after all, I know that you killed...you killed my parents," I said slowly. It came out to be a whisper. I am not clear if he even heard it or not.  I was stunned by my words. Why am I telling him? He doesn't give a shit about anything.

"Fuck" I heard him curse. I instantly looked at him. "You know what, just stay away. I very well know bitches like you. And don't you dare again consider yourself my wife because you will regret that and I won't stop that time?" He said in a low dangerous tone. Deadly. Scary. He is a devil unleashed from hell and I don't want to believe that. I want him to show some human expressions but no. He never does that. He never shows expressions. He never shows emotions.

"Bitch? Do you think I am a bitch?" I said slowly. It's hurting me, why are you like this, Robert? I looked into his eyes. His words hurt me more than anything else can do.

"So, what else do you think of yourself?" He said while smirking. I am gonna punch at damn handsome within a devil inside that body.

"Actually... much better than you. I know how to feel someone's pain. I know how to respect someone but... but you always be around yourself. You think about yourself. You don't care if anyone is living or dying." I said it out clearly. I have to face him and I want to show him that I am not weak. I can face him and I can fight back.

"Enough! Keep your mouth shut." He said dangerously. He was warning me. I gulped a lump down my throat as I sensed sweat dripping my hairline and believe me, the hall's air conditioning was as cool as Atlantic.

"Truth is always bitter. It's hurting, isn't it? Not physically but emotionally but how can you understand because you don't feel emotions, right?"

"Enough I said." He yelled. He was in a rage but he did not step ahead to hurt me. I thought he would slap me or something. 'Cause I am talking back to him and he doesn't like it, not even a bit.

"Know what? I still feel like we can be together but you..." I was saying when my mouth shut out of fear. He just stabbed the knife beside my head. I closed my eyes tightly and opened them as he held my chin roughly and made my head up to meet his gaze.

"SAY. AGAIN." He said dangerously. He was challenging me to say those words again.

"Robert... I --- what are you doing?" I said as he pulled the knife out of the wall and put it on my shoulder, on the same arm where I was already injured. God!?

"Say that," He said again. I didn't reply and he pressed the knife into my shoulder. I let out a groan. A growl built in my chest and was wrestling to come out of my throat but I held my pain. My sweat drip from my face.

"It's hurting, Robert. Please..." I cried out.

"I don't feel pain, Kaitlyn." He said and pressed the knife to my arm. Again? "How can you even like me? There must be something else burning inside that pretty head of yours. Why would you like me?" He let out a dark, evil-filled chuckle.

"Robert" I screamed. "Please."

Blood started to drop down my arm and I felt like my arm got numb. I closed my eyes and everything went blur slowly. I started to feel dizzy. Suddenly, he gripped my hair in his fist and pulled them up. A sharp needle-pricking pain hit my scalp. I gasped out loud as I met his gaze.