The politician (II)

Nisha.

I remain silent in the darkness of the room, it's been hours since Griffin left here, no one has come back in, I stopped crying a long time ago, there's no point in doing it, I need to find out what he wants from me. However at that moment I remember Dark's words, "he set his eyes on you, there is no way or way you won't end up in his clutches... when a mobster wants something he doesn't stop until he gets it" his eyes on me, he wants say you like it? But what need does he have to kidnap me, who doesn't know how to ask for things like a normal person? I sigh at how ridiculous my thought sounds, it's a mobster who says they're normal.

At that moment I hear voices behind the door and I tense up, I get up carefully and walk away from it, immediately it opens, illuminating the space, Griffin is in front of me with an elegant gray suit, he approaches the side of the door and turns on the lights, looks at me carefully and whispers

“I hate to see a woman cry… don't do it…” he snaps at me, his voice is cold and makes me tense.

“What do you want from me?...” I ask him, my voice is more serene than I thought it could sound.

“Of you?... simple...” he answers... “I want everything...” I see him for a moment doubting

“What do you mean?…”

“You're mine Nisha… you'll be my wife…” finish, I feel like my legs fail and my vision blurs, as soon as he notices it he approaches me quickly and grabs me by the waist

“so beautiful ...” he says brushing my lips with his thumb, I feel my body tremble slightly, he smiles and whispers

“But I will be patient… I will not force you to marry me… I need a woman who wants to marry me, a woman who does not hesitate in any situation, who is not afraid of harming someone for her safety or mine, who is even capable of killing for me… because Nisha I would kill for you any bastard who dares to get involved or tries to get you away from me...”

“I-I want to go home…” I tell him in a whisper, he gently takes my chin and denies

“I'm sorry, my dear… your house is now this… and I will greatly appreciate it if you don't cry anymore, if you don't want this pretty and beautiful face to be spoiled by my hands…” when he said the last thing, his grip became stronger, making me shudder.

“p-please…” I beg him, he smiles and sticks closer to my face and whispers

“That, I want you to beg... beg baby...” tears run down my cheeks and at the moment they do, her hands close tightly around my neck.

“Damn, I just told you that I hate to see a woman cry...” he says with hatred, without further stamping the palm of his hand on my cheek, making me turn it abruptly due to the force of the impact. A sob escapes from my lips, when I feel his hands around my waist again I begin to fight to free myself and he laughs

“Yes, that… that's what I want, that you fight, motivate me… yes, baby, I love that you do it… fighting makes you strong and I need you to be strong, that you have balls, let's fight baby, because your life depends on it…” pull with He pulls me and turns me around so I can see his fierce expression, the handsome, attractive and sexy man I saw in the restaurant has completely disappeared... his eyes exude hatred, his body is tense and holding me with unnecessary force, since I'm still in his arms, his expression seriously scared me.

“Listen to me, bitch, for me you can fight all you want, but keep in mind that you will not leave here, you will be my wife whether you like it or not and when I talk about my wife I talk about the head of the mafia...” my eyes express all the terror and surprise that I feel…

“That makes you afraid, because that is exactly what will make you strong...”

Without saying anything else, he stamps his lips on mine and begins to kiss me hard, I fight to free myself from him, I move my face from one side to the other and he pulls my hair, throwing me on the bed, I desperately crawl on top of her trying to away from him, he starts laughing like he's crazy, as more tears fall from my eyes, I'm terrified and he seems to enjoy it.

At that moment there is a knock on the door and he yells furiously

“WHAT?...” a man enters and speaks to him in a low voice, with fear.

“Boss, the order you made has arrived...” Griffin looks at him with hatred and snaps at him

“Well… long…” the man leaves immediately and again focuses his attention on me, I back away a little and he smiles sideways.

“I love that expression… you're per-fect…” he says stopping at each syllable and causing a shiver in my body.

He takes a step back and begins to take off his suit jacket, then with desperate parsimony he moves on to the buttons of his shirt, discovering his perfectly worked torso, his eyes only look at me with desire and I am terrified, paralyzed knowing that what he will do to then marked my life forever, knowing that from the moment those men drugged me to bring me here, my life would be full of terror, violence and pain, a pain that already had a name and surname, a pain of only one person I would be responsible, the tall, handsome and sexy man who undresses in front of me with the sole idea of ​​seizing not only my freedom, but my body and making me his, without caring a bit about what he wants, feels and wants to do.

My fate is cast and I am the only loser, I feel my life sinking into the most miserable of agonies seeing him approach me slowly, while touching his member, I shake my head, repeatedly, but it only causes his smile to be still wider and just like that, with its expression transformed into the face of the monster that is about to drag me into the absolute darkness I close my eyes to let it do whatever it is that it has decided to do.