All Chapters of Don Markos: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

I begged like they wanted. I even licked the floor for thirty minutes just to make sure they were impressed enough to help me out. I should have known the two heartless individuals were never going to show me empathy.They acted worse than those strangers who saw us as an abomination in society. They sabotaged their own blood and humiliated them greatly. I would never forgive them for putting me though hell like they did.After I was done licking the floor, they ordered gusrds to show up, grab me and kick me out of theior home. I was sent away screaming and begging for them to hear me out. I cried and begged for them to make me their slave or maid.But no matter what I said, nothing seemed to move them. They were devils.I wiped my tears as I walked away from the estate. I had used the last of my money to pay for the taxi to go to their house. I thought that maybe they were going to give me a ride. I should have known better than to expect such things from superficial people.I shiver

Nikolas avoided me since the whole incident with my parents. If I was being honest, that was the best thing he could have done. The mere sight of me had me so scared that I could barely keep it together. I’d slept in my bed alone for three days and I hated how lonely it felt. I hated myself for missing a man that threatened to kill me and replace me within hours. His actions only told of how little value my life was to him. ‘Yet he’s the only thing you think about.’Father still asked for updates of where Nikolas went and what he did and I had nothing to give him. I hadn’t seen him in days and whenever I asked Ricco of his whereabouts, he told me he didn’t know.Bullshit.How was I supposed to get him to fall for me if I didn’t even see him.“Nikolas told me to tell you he’ll be attending your sister’s birthday party with you tomorrow.” Ricco said from the door. I scoffed and almost laughed sarcastically. It was a pattern at this point. Whenever I did something Nikolas didn’t like,

Violet was soon going to be discharged from the hospital and I was going to stay with her before she got on her feet and got a job. If I was being honest I was mad at her for being so fucking selfish. By doing drugs she was also ipacting my life. But I didn’t tell her that. She was still recovering and I didn’t want to argue with her. Arguing with her would potentially thrust her back into the throes of addiction. Who knew if next time someone would save her? For an addict, every overdose was one step closer to the moment they died. Unluckily for me I found her awake when I found her in the hospital room. After walking many kilometers to get to the hospital, I was sweating and my eyes were swollen. Not only had I cried when my grandparents refused to help, I had also cried when Markos and I had a fight. I lied when I said I didn’t love him because I still did. I lied when I said I didn’t remember how we broke up because I did. It was very fresh, like it only happened the day befor

I thought that I had Nikolas figured out. As it turned out, I couldn’t have been more wrong. He didn’t follow me like I had secretly hoped he would.On the contrary, he left the penthouse altogether. That night, I didn’t sleep wondering where he spent the night.I needed to turn around the situation in my favor.One fight with me and he ran back to that mistress of his. I’d unknowingly pushed him into her waiting arms.The next morning I got up and got ready to leave the penthouse. It was damn near suffocating to be cooped up inside there like Rapunzel. Maybe if I went out and made some friends, I wouldn’t be so desperate to get Nikolas’ attention.I put on a simple baby pink dress and some wedged sandals. After grabbing my bag, I left the house, deciding to have breakfast at a coffee shop instead.At least I could read a book while I sipped some coffee in a place that wasn’t a reminder of how much I failed as a wife. The ride there was short and quiet. However, I could feel my phone

I paced our room wondering if my best bet was to run away. Where would I go? Nikolas had shown me that the gentleman he pretended to be was just an illusion. Carlo had lost a hand over nothing for heaven’s sake. Touching my waist didn’t seem like a sin enough to lose a hand over.However, I would be lying if I said his darkness didn’t make him alluring. There was a certain satisfaction that came from knowing a man would do something crazy because he was possessive. God, I was sick. “You’re not on the bed waiting for me,” Nikolas said from the door. I jumped and put my hand on my chest.“You scared me,” I said as I backed backwards.Nikolas walked towards me until he was standing right in front of me. He may have been covered in blood but he didn’t scare me. I knew he wouldn’t hurt me. “I’m done waiting. I want you, Viola and I’m going to fuck you so hard you’re going to limp tomorrow.”Then he walked away and disappeared into the bathroom. I heard the water running for a few mome