All Chapters of Indebted To The Cruel Mafia Boss: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

Chapter 152Cephus' POVMy eyes pop open as I stare at her face. She feels sorry for me. She sees me as that young boy who lost his mom, who lost everything, and that’s not what I want. I don’t want pity for what I have done or gone through.“I don’t want your pity, Katie. I don’t want you to tell me what I can and can’t do, what will work and won’t work. We all have our own ways of working through things, and I get by just fine with what I do…” My voice is so full of anger that I have to clench my hands from lashing out at her.Why does what she says bother me so fucking much? Because she’s right, my mind whispers to me, which just makes me angrier, of course.Her mouth parts, and it looks as if she is going to say something. Then she closes it, only to open it again. “I don’t feel sorry for you. That’s the last fucking thing I feel for you. The blood on your hands is because of you, and there isn’t any type of pity or saying sorry that can make that shit go away. I just know what i

Chapter 154Katie's POVCephus made me a cup of herbal tea from the cabin supplies, and I was pretty sure he added a splash of something that wasn’t provided in the tea tray, but it was failing to calm me down.I thought I’d accepted the situation I was in, but this was much worse than the worst I had prepared for. As a kidnapper, I could be frightened, hurt, mutilated… even murdered, but once it got to that point I wasn’t going to care very much, and anyway, Cephus wasn't interested in inflicting extreme harm on a whim.Marriage was a life sentence.Around the middle of the day, Cephus came in with a little suitcase and a smaller, transparent plastic bag filled with toiletries: a small toothbrush and toothpaste, soap, a shower cap, and a few other boxed items I didn’t want to think about the use of.I pushed them across the bed. “Do you get special care packages made up for the girls whose lives you plan to completely ruin?”“It’s standard hotel equipment, Katie, don’t be dramatic.”

Chapter 156Katie's POVAt some point, my kidnapping had become a musical number or two short of a full-scale production. “I… how long have you been coming up with this plan?”“Just while we’ve been sitting here,” said Cephus. He met my eyes and seemed to bristle a little. He could probably tell I didn’t believe him. “You have to be agile in this business, Katie. There was this one time, I went to this scumbag’s house to collect on a debt, but I was just the first guy who decided to take care of that business that day… and the one who showed up after I was packing.”He was seriously trying to impress me with a war story after keeping me up half the night of being kidnapped.“That other guy was only seeking half the money I was there for too, a complete clown. But of course, he was ready to go postal, and the only thing that could have made the situation worse was if he realized I was a threat to him getting what he wanted, so quick as a flash I dumped my suit jacket behind a chair in

Chapter 158Katie's POVIf you’re teaching you know it’s not true, for a start, but then it just really bothers me to think that you’ve been watching me. So it’s not getting you anything you want.”“Getting you in a little temper is exactly what I want.” Cephus scooped up my tossed shoe. I froze as he knelt at my feet. I wanted to back the hell out of there, but of course that was probably exactly what he wanted too. He didn’t have to use all of his threatening force to keep me in line, and he was happy for me to realize it.I tried not to wiggle my toes in nervousness as he took my bare foot in his hands, running one smooth fingertip along the edge of a scratch I’d picked up in the fuss the night before. I i never would have thought that socks would seem like a necessity to keep me feeling safe.“It’s nothing,” I spoke up as his examination grew uncomfortably long. “It doesn’t hurt.”“We will have to be more careful with you in the future,” said Cephus. “Perhaps if I treat you like

Chapter 160Katie's POVI couldn’t even manage to get out of Cephus’s car in those stupid heels, not without potentially exposing myself to the wider audience of the area in which we had parked. Cephus had to step in front of me and draw me out holding onto both of my hands. Then I took one step and teetered until he tucked my arm around his and led me off like a walking doll. I felt ridiculous, and seeing other suited men, sometimes also maneuvering women, glancing at us as we drew close to the entrance and trying to meet Cephus’s eye with their knowing smirks made me feel horrendously conspicuous.I fell over in the elevator on the way up to the restaurant. One elderly woman was riding up with us, who clutched her handbag closer to her chest and squinted down at me with this look of I know you’re drunk right now.I would have let her know I was currently kidnapped so the disapproval could be redirected to where it rightfully belonged, but a woman like that seemed liable to blame m