She Belongs to the Mafia King novel Chapter 7

CHAPTER SEVEN

Sin was already waiting when I entered. He was like a king at the end of the table. His unyielding gaze stopped me in my tracks. His tattooed arms were exposed, set in full display as his black shirt sleeves were rolled up. Heat spread through me when he sized me up.

" I hoped you enjoyed your rest, since you slept through yesterday and today."

I didn't bother answering him and took a seat further away from him. Sin looked greatly dissatisfied by this, but didn't say a word.

"You look lovely," he said once more, his voice hoarse and his face cold. I couldn't read his face, but that didn't mean I didn't notice the heat dancing around his black orb, making them darker than ever, if it was even possible.

His stare never wavered. I could feel it burning into my skin even when I refused to meet his gaze. I kept my eyes downcast, staring at the beautiful texture of the table just to avoid looking at him.

" I know you have questions, so I will give you permission to ask. " The nerve of this guy. Who does he think he is?

Since I have been given the opportunity to ask questions, maybe he will tell me why he kidnapped me in the first place.

" Why am I here?" I asked, finally mustering all the courage and strength to look up.

" I thought I answered this question yesterday. It's simple. I want you, which literally makes you mine. " he rumbled, rubbing his chin, lips pulled up in a tiny smile.

" You can't just claim me like I'm some object. I'm a human with rights," I snapped angrily at him.

He didn't respond to that. He sank back into his chair, thick brows knitted together. " Does the room suit your taste, little temptress?" he said, trying to change the subject.

" Since it's no different from a prison cell, I don't see why I should be enjoying the views and getting comfortable."

" You won't lack anything here. You belong to me now and I will ensure you have everything you could ever want. You just need to tell me. "

" Then let me go," I pleaded, trying to get to him. I have been here for two days and he hasn't harmed me in any way, despite what Luca and Zoey said. Maybe I can find a way to reason with him.

The look in his eyes sharpened " anything but that. I'm never letting you go. "

My heart was broken by his words. I held back the tears threatening to fall, not wanting to show any weakness. "Then I need nothing from you."

Silence settled between us, broken by the sound of the maids entering the room with plates of food. Sin didn't bother sparing them, not even a single glance. His eyes never leaving mine.

"I hate you, I hate you." I screamed, and I tried standing up, but his next words made me sit right down.

" Sit down if you want to see your friends and family again" i gulped " Now, you will stay here, anything you need from your apartment will be brought to you. You will do what I say. Do you understand me."

" I'm not some toy that you can just control, I can make my own decisions and do what ever the hell I want NIKOLAI" I said emphasising more on his name.

His eyes darkened and his jaw clenched tight. He looked so scary and evil. I couldn't help but wonder if I made the wise decision to call him by his name.

I looked at the other side of the table, hoping that I could reach the other side before he got to me, but when I turned, he was right in front of me. I let out a scream and tried to run back, but he quickly wrapped his hands around my neck, bringing me towards him. He held my neck tight but not tight enough that I couldn't breathe.

He leaned down, his eyes level with mine. I held my breath, not knowing what to expect. Sin let out a dark laugh, scaring the shit out of me.

I flinched, closing my eyes when I saw him. His hand was raised up and I couldn't hold back the tears. I felt his hands on my cheek, caressing it softly as he wiped the tears from my face.

" You should eat more, you haven't had anything since yesterday morning," he said calmly before standing up. I let out a shaking breath and peeled my eyes open when I heard the sound of his footsteps leaving the dining room. I stood up, running back upstairs to my room, losing my appetite.