Mafia's Angel

7.

Adam and I held hands and joined the dance floor.

I put my left hand on Adam's shoulder. Adam holds my right hand with his left one and puts his right hand on my waist.

Which does make me a little comfortable but looking at Liam's miserable face, I can tolerate that much.

Adam was talking while dancing but while dancing my eyes drifted towards Liam's. We kept staring at each other.

I wanted to see suffering and hatred in his eyes instead of it all I saw his worry and something else. What's that? I couldn't put my finger on that.

All I see is old Liam's eyes. His tender eyes are so deep that anyone can drown in them.

How did we reach this point in life I am? How?

I felt something more like a hand pushing me a bit further into someone. My attention diverted back to this man standing dangerously close to my face.

" Are you even listening?" Adam asked.

I want to punch him for pulling a prank on me. Jerk.

" I am tired, Adam. Let's stop this, okay?" I told him and tried to remove his hand from my waist.

" You started it but I will be the one who ends it" he dragged me back near him.

"what the hell, let me go" I emphasized.

He smirked at me. It wasn't all charming, glorified Liam's smirk but evil - disgusting one.

" Come on, we want the same thing, don't we? " he whispered in my ears.
Right at the moment, I want to sanitize my ears.

Where have I got stuck, god?

" Your husband looks so frustrated," he said. His hand on my waist moves up and down in a weird way. He let go of my hand and put both his hands behind me.

He pushes me further into him. I don't want this, get him away from me. I wish I could beat him to a pulp but can't do that in front of so many people. It might implicate me later after all I started it.

I am at the last straw of my patience.

I searched for Liam in the crowd. I found him still staring at us more likely at Adam. He is raging. His eyes landed on mine and that's the moment when I loosen. I feel wetness in my eyes. His eyes soften.

I felt Adam's jaw on my right shoulder.

That's enough, Liam won't come. He cares more about his perfect reputation than me. I will handle this piece of shit.

I launched my right fist to punch him but he held that and twisted it behind my back and did the same with my other hand while dancing.

" You think that gonna work,  senorita. Don't you know who am I? Why do you think nobody here comes to your rescue? " he is whispering all this crap to me.

" Cause no one wants to mess with mafia here. I am the leader of the west side of the mafia and your husband is of the east side." he muzzles behind the ear.

I shiver out of disgust. Liam, can't be the leader of the mafia. He is just sprouting nonsense.

" Why are you not talking? What, don't tell me you didn't know?" he laughed.

" What's wrong with Liam's choice? Out of so many girls out there he chooses you. Why? There has to be some reasons " he added bluntly.

I want to poke his eyes out. I stared at him to intimidate him.

" Ohh, I see. He is into feisty ones. I like it" he whispered.

He is a creep. I just want this to be over as soon as possible.

He nibbled my ear and I was done with my patience. I don't care about anyone now.

" You fucking ass.." someone interrupted.

" Mr. Adma Colombo, I believe you have something that is mine. So I want her back, now" he emphasized.

It doesn't take Einstein to know who it was.

He said that with authority mixed with hatred and disgust in his voice.

I don't know why but I couldn't look into his eyes anymore.

" Why not, Mr. Genovese, after all, she is your wife." he let go of me and backed off.

" I had fun I must say, now I know what exactly he sees in you. See you later, angel," he said and left.

My hands are still shaking. I can feel Liam's waves of anger. His both palms are in fists which are itching to hit someone. He is still staring at Adam's back. I can tell that he is holding himself back.

But why i am not the one he cherishes?  He hates me that's why he married me. He just wants to destroy me. 

He held me by my elbow and took me somewhere with me.

What mind games are you playing with me, Liam?