Mafia Prisoner

Ch. 24 - An Ally

Vivian POV

I can't believe that arrogant caveman. I know he is clueless when it comes to women, but he has no heart whatsoever.

"Ms. V, please calm down." Marie shushed me while blotting my makeup. I only let a few tears fall, but it was enough to make my eyeliner run.

"I'm sorry Marie. I didn't mean to ruin my makeup. He just gets me so pissed off how he thinks he owns me. I'm losing my mind in this house and he finds it amusing."

"Oh child, are you so blind you don't see how he cares for you? Niko had no one growing up and was raised to be a protector of the families. He doesn't know how to love, but he shows you in other ways."

"By constantly requesting my body for his pleasure. That isn't love, that is lust. That man wants me because I'm young with a nice body. If I was killed tonight, he would be upset he failed Tommy and nothing else. Probably relieved he didn't have to listen to my tantrums anymore."

"Maybe..." she sighed before continuing. "I've known the Capo since he was a boy. Even before his family was killed, he was always very strong and protective. His sister was a few years older than him, but he had no problem beating boys her age for making her cry. After they were buried, he turned colder, darker to everyone around him except Tommy. I only ever saw him smile around him and that was still rare. Girls never held his interest and sometimes I feared he would never marry. Did you know he used to rarely come to this house? Only if Tommy made him or for a meeting. Now he cuts his trips short to be back home more, he watches you like a hawk, asks for hourly updates of your mood. He is in love with you and just doesn't know it dear."

"He is infatuated with me and nothing else. He is fascinated that I fight back and have my own mind. I'm like an exotic animal to him and he has me caged for his entertainment. I won't be his Mistress, Marie. I'm trying to adjust to this life, but I won't sacrifice my body to get what I want or to feel like I belong. I can't do that. Niko can rot in hell and hopefully soon, because I do hate that man."

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I descended those stairs for what felt like the hundredth time. I was all made up to look like Niko's perfect wet dream. I put a smile on my face, but it didn't reach my eyes.

As I circled the room, engaging in polite small talk, I was sure to avoid Niko. My eyes never met his gaze that I felt wrapped around me. He can look all he wants, but I would never be his.

"You're avoiding me?" His deep voice came from behind me.

"Fuck." I whispered then turned to face him with a big smile. "Of course not, boss."

"I said I'll leave you be. Why are you being weird again?"

"God Niko, you don't give up."

"I just said I give up. This is too exhausting for a good fuck."

"Please stop talking."

"Are you done avoiding me?"

"Sure buddy. Want to go watch a movie and paint each other's nails." I rolled my eyes. What did that man want from me?

"Can't you ever just talk normal."

"This is how I talk, Niko. Sorry to disappoint."

We stood side by side almost touching arms as we watched the people dance. They looked happy in their fucked-up world of privilege and crime. I smiled at Dominick twirling Sophia on the dance floor. That boy was falling hard for her. I gave her a few tricks to make him eating out of her hands and she was using every one of them to her advantage. I really hope they find a way to be together.