Forced Marriage with the Mafia King

“He is gone” he said.“What!”“What do you… what do you mean he is gone” I stuttered.“We can’t find him anywhere, we reached out to his parents and they can’t get in touch with him either and that only means”“Don’t” I stopped my father before he could utter the next words. I didn’t want to believe what he was about to say. John would never do that to me, he would never abandon me on my wedding day, on our wedding day.I took three steps backwards allowing everything to replay in my head, trying to see if I could put the old pieces together, maybe there was something that I missed. I tried so hard but I still couldn’t get anything. I was now a mess, I was looking like a mess and my whole wedding was a mess.“My dear, maybe this is for the best” he added moving closer to me. “Don’t say that Father, don’t you dare say that to me. I know that you may not like John but I love him”.A thought struck into his head and I stared at him furiously.“Did you do anything to him, please tell me

DerekDays had passed and I have heard not a single good news, being cuddled up at work wondering each day when I will find him. I have my men in every path I know of, searching for him.I couldn’t let this slide, a betrayal is a betrayal no matter how close he was to me.There were several things I could turn a blind eye to but being betrayed was one thing that I would never let slide.Ring’ came the sound of my phone,“Yes”“We found him Boss, he came to visit his mother at the island” one of my men reported.“Follow him until he gets come, I don’t want to go through the hassle of going to an island for an idiot like him, when the time is right, bring him to me” “Yes boss”I leaned back on my seat staring at the night sky, it was full of stars as always but nothing could stop my itching to get my hands dirty. Sitting right there waiting for my prey to fall into my trap was one of the wonderful games I have ever played in my life, I knew he would fall into it and I was damn right pa

AliciaIt has only been seventeen hours since I escaped that man, not being able to sleep a wink or close my eyes for a second. Each time I try to, I am reminded of that horrible scene, how his face brightened up when he haunted me. I have never been so scared in my life.I had my phone in my hand with 911 on the screen but I began to think of the consequences of my action. Would he be able to track me down? would he harm my family for ratting him out.My heart race as I think of what could happen. I blame myself, if I hadn’t gone down that stupid path then I would probably be only dealing with the fact that my ex dumped me at the altar and not worry about a lunatic chasing me because I saw what I shouldn’t have.Help me God”, I cried out. My hands and feet are all sweating and my stomach churn at each second it got, I have been to the toilet ten times in four hours. Somehow my bladder failed to hold up its end of the bargain leaving me hanging with an outburst each thing my heart thu

AliciaWe arrived at a mansion secluded from the rest of the town, I had never seen such beauty in my life that it made my mouth watery. I let myself out the car to admire the view in front of me, the mansion was dressed in brown paint, a huge swimming pool with tent, about six cars at the garage. My family may be rich but we were nothing compared to what I was seeing right now.My jaw instantly dropped but it was picked up again when he held my hand and dragged me into the house.Yanking me forward before he closed the door behind, I lost my balance and dropped to the smooth tiles, his eyes sits on mine, they are furious. I could feel the rage from where I was sitting and I was damn scared.“Did you think you could run away from me again?” he questioned.His tone darker and louder, I could still hear echoes of his voice seconds after he spoke. It vibrated and shook the hell out of me.My lips were sealed shut even though I wanted to defend myself, I knew it would mean nothing to him

DerekI am sitting in the living room, the walls adorned in warm shaded of brown. At the center of the room is a grand television suited for my diversion. Resting my arms on my large oversized sofa in the corner of the room, I stretched my legs on the glass table in front of me relaxing in the sofa. My eyes goes up from time to time, she hasn't stepped out of her room, I am the least bit worried that she is still in there, somehow I want her to disobey my rule, I want to play with her, I want to punish her, I want to hear her plead and beg but all that will have to wait until she crosses me again. I was harsh on her and I knew it, the fact that she acted so innocent pissed me beyond my limits, the world was an evil place and she needed to know that. The doorbell rings and I dart my eyes to it, who would dare come to my house, all year I have been the least bit friendly or entertaining, the last friends I had were either dead or disappeared off the face of the earth without a trace. I