Mafia's Angel

4.

Finally,  all that wedding drama ended. I might die if that drama dragged on for more time.

Ahh my back is killing. Why is this dress so heavy? What the hell was the designer thinking while making it?

" Get your ass off of the car, we reached" he announced and get off of the car.

"I never, in my whole life, received such a polite welcome " I muttered to myself and got off.

"what the, is this heaven? Am I dead?"
This villa looks so beautiful and elegant and giant. It's not like I haven't seen villas or mansions but this one is another level.

" do you want me to give you an invitation card to go inside?" he shouted.

I swear if I was not the one who needed help I would have strangled him right here, idiot.

I followed him inside. There are a lot of people standing at the entrance. Poor things, they have to serve this demon for their survival.

Think about your survival first angel. He will eat you alive later.

"So," I started saying and he stopped in his tracks. I stared at him for a few seconds. God, I don't want to die.

"I don't have the whole day, angel" he replied.

"Where is my room? I want to get changed and rest." I told him sternly.

I can't show him my weakness.

" Show her, the room" With that went inside the mansion. I don't know where. I am not even interested in knowing.

A girl, who looked younger than me, showed me the way to the room and left. Weird, is everyone mute here? I haven't heard anyone speaking since I came here.

" none of your concern, angel. Focus on your survival" I murmured to myself and went to the bathroom.

I slept in the bathroom and lost track of time.

Damn, already two hours have passed. I wore a bathrobe and entered the room.

I opened the cupboard for clothes and surprisingly all the clothes hung there were of my size and quite revealing as well.

It might sound romantic to some lovey-dovey couples but for me, it's creepy as hell.

"what the hell is this guy up to? "

Whatever it's already 11 p.m. I don't want anything more than sleep right now.

I took the less revealing one to wear and left the cupboard open.

I removed the robe from the shoulder and was about to drop it to the floor.
Suddenly the door opened with a bam.
I picked up the rope back over the shoulder and turned back to see the culprit.

And guess what I have none other than Liam the idiot.

" Ever heard about knocking before entering, genius" I am beyond furious.

"For God's sake Liam I was changing and you just barged in" I added.

He just stared at me like I was talking to some alien language.

Without replying he throws his phone on the bed and next throws his blazer on the bed.

"what the fuck do you think you are doing? Get the hell out of here" this time I shouted at him.

But he gave me no response. He starts unbuttoning his shirt's buttons slowly one by one and moving in my direction.

" Stay away from me, Liam. This marriage means nothing. " I said while dragging my feet back.

He still isn't replying. He is just staring directly into my eyes intensively and marching towards me.

What does he want from me?

I back-hit the cupboard. His feet are touching mine as he unbuttoned the last bottom of his shirt.

He takes it off and his muscles flexes with this. He throws it on the floor and bends towards me. There is no space left behind me to move. And I don't even have the intention to back off now.

I can feel the heat of his body. He is too close to me. I put my palms on his stomach. I can feel his abs and also his rising heartbeat.

My heart feels like it has run a marathon. I can feel it thumping in my chest.

After so many years and so many things how could he have so much effect on me?

My mind stopped processing the pros and cons of the situation. My heart wanted more. I don't know what it is exactly but it wanted more than this.

I looked into his eyes. He is still looking at me. My hand freezes over his chest. At this point,  I don't know whose heart is thumping louder.

Is it his or mine?