Chapter-4: bipolar much?

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Rose's P.O.V

I woke up as the sunlight touched my skin. Mom had opened the windows, now making the curtains. When she was done, she turned around and smiled seeing me awake

Nothing in this world was more relaxing than watching your mom smiling... It was the best feeling of all

"Honey.. slept well? She said sitting beside me.

"Yes, Mom," I replied with a genuine smile on my face

"You were feverish last night. And you didn't have your dinner after he left. Honey, don't risk yourself like that. we are still here for you. we will protect you." I saw tears gathering up in her eyes.

"I know, Mom. I love you. " I folded myself in her arms. Her warmness calmed me down.

"Breakfast is ready. go freshen up and come downstairs." she pulled away and kissed my forehead. She gave me a warm smile before leaving me alone.

She was always so worried for me. After Xavier came into my life, everything changed. Panic had been playing with us all the time. It was like the air we breathed in was mixed with fear and that suffocated the life out of our lungs. I forgot when was the last time we had had a happy family time. My mother used to be a very jolly person, always cheered up but now her smile had just faded away. She barely smiled anymore.

We were locked up in our own home. specifically me!

Xavier never let me go out. I mean... never! I hadn't gone to college since I met him. He took the authority to find the best tutors for me and made sure that I was home-schooled. He'd also paid the home tutors for my entire course in advance, which I found to be ridiculous and unnecessary.

He took the liberty of fulfilling all my necessities that might have required me to go outside. He bought clothes for me which seemed to fit my body magically, as though he perfectly knew my body measurements. He bought stationaries for me, bought me all the beauty products a woman could ask for, and bought all that expensive makeup for me even though he knew that I had little knowledge regarding it. My period essentials were also bought by him every month. Even though I never had the chance of refusing those gifts of his as they were just delivered to my home and the man that would bring those things would just leave always after he was done with his task, I refused to use a single thing bought by him.

I didn't know why he was so overly possessive over me from the very beginning! I used to have some friends. all girls. But he made me stay away from all of them too. Even the tutors he'd appointed were also females. He didn't even let me use a cell phone. He'd never let any other person get involved with me. Well, how could I even meet people when I had been stuck in my own home for the last 6 months?

But he had always been very polite to my parents and he had been very nice to me too. But I didn't care about his niceness, because I just absolutely didn't want anything to do with him! I didn't want to be near him. I feared him. I feared him from the very first night I met him! The way he looked at me scared me to death. I felt very weak around him. I felt his dominance over me. A very strong aura that consumed me in an instant.

I started to fear him even more when I got to know that he was the god of the mafias. I knew that he was a business tycoon and was unimaginably rich, I also knew that he was a dangerous man, a man not to be messed with. But him being the mafia king was a thunderstrike to me. I had never imagined it. But now I knew why they called him the king.

He was the mafia king.

'The King'...

And ever since that day, my fear has grown each day.

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