The Death of Me | A mafia story

Chapter 12 - The Storm has just begun

[YOU KNOW ME : NOT EDITED]

Cara's POV

"We're getting married."

It is like he knows how much it hurts me, it is like he wants to hurt me, so he said it with his sadistic smile, just so he can torture me.

I pushed his hand away and shook my head, my inside shaking with fear but i acted otherwise. "No, we are not." I replied back.

"Yes, we will." He said, his tone challenging, it's obvious he wants to anger me, and it's working, he has his own way in pushing my buttons.

"Don't think i am scared of you." I said with a confident tone, my voice came stable, not shaking and i liked how i took control over myself again. I am not going to give up, i am not going to let a man play with me according to his own rules. I don't care who he is, or what he can do, I am not going to oblige to him, at least not without a fight.

He chuckled lowly, "Oh, how innocent you are." He mockingly said.

"You think you are so strong-", He said casually with a raised eyebrow, "And i am here just thinking of the possible ways i can easily break this strength you're faking."

He stepped even closer leaving no space between us, a low gasp escaped past my lips when i felt his hand lightly touching my baby bump, "Starting from the baby you are carrying." He said, his voice low and threatening, yet the smile still there showing the wicked thoughts running in his messed up mind.

"I won't let you lay a finger on my baby." I instantly snapped back as i again, pushed his hand away.

"See, this anger, this bewilderment that comes upon you when i mention hurting your baby, this is just a proof of how weak you are." He stated in a matter of fact tone.

"You have so many weaknesses, which is good on my side, because i can slowly and painfully hurt them all-", his voice lowered, "- one by one, in front of your eyes, and i won't stop-", I didn't notice how his hand traveled to my hair from the back, his hand fisted around it and pulled hard, his tone changed, taking a more dangerous shade as he talked further, "-Not until you break down and give me what i want."

My jaw tightened at the confidence in his tone, i placed my hand over his arm to push it away, but in vain, he just tightened his hold, that it actually started to hurt, "What do you want from me !" my eyebrows furrowed as i snapped back at him.

He looked unfazed as he said it again , "How many times i have to repeat myself so you can understand that i want to marry you."

"Why ?" I asked, "You don't even know me !"

With his grip still tightened around my hair he pulled me closer to him, i gulped at how close his face is, our noses almost touching, his eyes looked directly into mine, the green color taking a darker shade and his pupils dilated.

His breath brushed over my lips as he ever so lowly said, "Because i love you."

My eyes widened, his words knocked off all the oxygen from my lungs, my mind blocked as i tried to register whatever he just spit on my face.

But that didn't take long, I was snapped back to reality when he suddenly burst into laughter, my eyebrows furrowed as i stared back at him confused, "Oh no don't believe that." He added with a slight shake of his head, "Your face though." He let a low chuckle before he pulled his lower lip between his teeth, his wicked smile there , "Me and love don't go together." He added with a tsk - sound.

"Let's just say, there is this thing i want and to reach it, I've got to marry his-" he paused for a while, as if he was about to say something he shouldn't, "I have to marry this someone , which happens to be you." he added leaving me even more confused, "Don't think you're so special, you are just-" he paused , his eyebrows pulled together as if thinking of the best word, "Just a tool to reach what i want."