THE MAFIA’S CAPTIVE ANGEL

MANI’S POV

I was in the living room of the hotel room; Sin was nowhere in sight, and my guess was that he had gone out early this morning when I was in bed. I huffed, not really paying attention to the show on TV; all I could think of was how long Sin was going to carry on giving me the silent treatment.

Part of me was pissed that he hadn’t given me the chance to explain myself yesterday and had only chosen to listen to Jason.

Thinking about yesterday, I could not help but think that this was all Jason’s plan. to get Sin to loosen his trust in me.

Was this what he meant yesterday?

I let out a sigh and curled up on the couch, trying to while away the time while waiting for Sin to return. The last thing I wanted was for us to return to New York with a bridge between us.

I wasn’t sure why I was affected by this-was it the lust talking, or was I really beginning to feel something for him that was more than just attraction?

Boredly flipping the channels, I stifled a yawn, trying to fight off the sleep, when the door opened, and I lazily lifted up my head, expecting it to be Sin, but instantly rose to my feet when I saw Jason standing there.

Yesterday’s ordeal flashes through my head, and I scan the living room, looking for something to defend myself just in case he decides to redo yesterday’s incident.

I spotted a table lamp, which I instantly grabbed onto, giving him a threatening glance.

What the hell was he doing here?

Jason closed the door behind him, rolling his eyes as he took in the lamp in my hand.

“What are you doing here?” I growled, glaring at him.

“You can drop the lamp.” He had a smirk plastered across his beautiful, yet conniving, features. “It’s not like I can do anything since Sin will be here any minute.”

“Then you can wait outside, till he gets here.”

“I need to talk to you.” He says so, ignoring my words, and I raise the lamp in a defensive stance.

“Well, I do not wish to speak to you.” Get out.”  I yelled, my voice filled with venom.

“Will you fucking keep your tone down?” He spat, looking briefly at the door before stalking his way toward me.

“You can’t tell me what to do.” I yelled as I literally spat in his face.

This was when I felt his hand on my neck; his grip was tight but not tight enough to leave a mark. His eyes moved back to the door before meeting mine, and I could see the glimmer of fear in them. But it was gone as soon as it came, replaced by rage as he stared deeply into my eyes, his nose flaring in anger.

“What’s gotten you all ruffled up?” I asked, suddenly interested in what he had to say about his weird behaviour. “Just yesterday, you had full confidence in whatever sick plan you made up. So why do you seem tense?”

” You….”

“You know what; don’t tell me. I believe I can make a wild guess as to why you are acting this way.” I mocked him, not giving him the chance to speak. “Are you scared that I might tell Sin everything? Scared of what his reaction might be, huh?This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Cagna,” Jason muttered under his breath. “All this is your fault. If you had only looked at me, even once, the way you look at him, then I wouldn’t be this bloody messed up here.” He says, pointing to the side of his head.

His nose nuzzled into my neck as he sniffed me up and down, getting used to my perfume. Freaky bastard.

“I missed your smell,” he whispered as I felt him smirk against my skin. He planted soft kisses up and down my neck, making me shudder and cringe at the feeling. “I missed your beautiful features,” he paused and kissed my jawline. “I missed you,” he said one last time as he crushed his lips against mine.

I hardly felt anything for this man; I didn’t melt into him. He didn’t make me feel as nice and tingly as Sin did. He didn’t turn me on or make me want more of him.

“You had no idea how much I loved you and still do. I had hope of us starting over again. That was the only reason I had given Stephanie the pass, but no, you ended up being Sin’s little whore.”

I scoffed, glaring at him.

He was still the same. always putting the blame on others except himself.

I pulled his hand away from my neck, and he let it fall to his side as I stared at him with a blank face.

“You have the nerve, putting the blame on me.” I said it coldly, pointing a finger to his chest and pushing him backwards as I spoke. “You think a few passes to a club is enough to make us get back together.” I chuckle cynically. “Then you better wake up from that silly dream of us, because there is no way that I would go back to a cheating scum like you.”

His jaw clenched, and I felt his anger grow as he looked away, his hand moulding into a fist.

“It was a mistake.” He mutters.  “I slept with your cousin on your parent’s burial, and I very much regretted it.”

“Maybe you do; all this might just be an act. I don’t care.” I spat.  rolling my eyes.

Jason’s eye twitched, and he looked back in the direction of the door before returning his gaze at me. ” Look.  Sin will be here any minute, and I suggest you keep what happened between us to yourself.”

“You can’t tell me what to do. There is not an “us” between you and me. I don’t plan on keeping this secret from Sin anymore; I plan on telling him about my past relationships with you. As well as everything that happened yesterday, including what you tried to do.” I said as I cocked my head to the side and smirked again as I folded my aching arms across my chest.

His nose flared, and he rubbed his hands over his face, letting out a frustrated sigh. “I didn’t want to do this, but you leave me no choice.” He threatened.

I cocked my brow, wondering what he meant. I watched him bring out his phone before typing into it, then turn it to face me.

I gasped when I saw a picture of a happy Stephanie in class, talking to another girl beside her, oblivious to the fact that she was being watched.

Taking a step forward, I made an attempt to grab his phone, but he was quick to put it back in his pocket, and a smirk adorned his face.

“What’s it going to be, Mani?” He asked.  “Are you going to act stubborn and tell Sin everything, or would you rather keep your mouth shut and save your precious friend’s life?”

“You bastard!” I muttered, fighting back the tears.

“Choose Mani.  “You have only a few minutes.”