Taken By The Mafia Lord

Mimi woke up with a wince, her neck, no, the whole of her body hurt like hell. Why does she feel like a truck hit her, then knock her aside to the concrete road before running her over once again? What the hell happened?

As if she jinxed her luck, the memories of the day came back and her eyes widened at once. Arianna was taken by those bad guys? Oh no!

Mimi tried standing up but the pain in her body couldn't even let her lift her head. What was going on?

If only Mimi knew that out of resentment, because Marcel kept Victor from attending the funeral with him - which he was supposed to as his consigliere - Victor had presented Mimi on a platter of gold to Samson.

But then Samson must have found Mimi unappealing because he only kicked and moved her body while sniffing. Unfortunately for Mimi, the rolling from side to side meant she bumped into things - and walls.

So when Samson didn't "eat" Mimi, Victor had no choice but to take her away, else they become best of buddies and she steals Samson's attention from Marcel. Trust him, his cousin was quite petty sometimes and that involved sharing the things he liked.

With a deep groan, Mimi finally lifted herself only to discover she couldn't move her hands because it was cuffed to the headboard.

"What the hell?" Her eyes were filled with puzzlement and slight fear. Who chained her to the bed? She hoped it wasn't some kinky maniac? And her fears increased the more because there was only one kinky manic in this place - and the room was all too familiar.

As if she conjured his presence, the door clicked open and her worst nightmare walked in with a goofy smile on his face.

Of course, what was she expecting? It was exactly as she thought!

Victor.

"How do you feel, love? Was the sleep adequate?" He asked her casually as if they were the best of buddies and he didn't knock her out earlier.

Mimi glared at Victor so intensely that if eyes were bullets, his body, soul, and spirit would have been killed all at once. She hated him so much that she would gouge out his eyes if her hands were not restrained.

"Please, don't stare at me that way love, it breaks my heart," He said dramatically, a hand on his chest.

Mimi gave him a smile that didn't touch her eyes, "What do you think, love? I'm only admiring your handsomeness. So why don't you unchain my hands and we can have a proper conversation," She said charmingly, lifting her hands for him to consider her offer.

Victor smiled down at her, "I see what you're doing," He pointed at her, shaking his head in amusement.

He then pulled the seat on his side closer to the bed and was about to sit down when Mimi without warning, lifted herself on her arm and tried to kick him on the head.

However, Victor who had already witnessed her violent nature firsthand was prepared and caught her leg with a scowl.

Uh-oh, Mimi gulped down a huge lump in her throat.

"Why don't we for once try to have a proper conversation like civilized humans and not beast, woman!" Victor hissed through gritted teeth.

He was tired of her always hitting him and why was he even taking that shit from her. He was Victor for christ's sake!

"Sure, let go of my leg then and I would consider,"

"Like I'm stupid," He retorted, knowing what she was capable of doing.

"In that case, let's see who gets tired then," Mimi said with a devilish smile and positioned herself properly on the bed. Thankfully, she was in pants so her lady parts were not exposed in that awkward pose.

The girl was crazy, that was the first thought that came to Victor's head when he saw the way she adjusted her position and laid back on the bed. He took a deep breath, Marcel would surely pay for this!

There was an intense staredown between Victor and Mimi, the both of them looking like wrestlers on the ring as they observed their opponent's moves. His grip on her ankle slowly loosened and Victor was still contemplating whether this was the right choice when he finally let go.

But like a viper, Mimi struck once again but Victor was faster because this was a trap and she fell right into it.

"Hit me once again and I'll swear you won't be able to walk with your leg ever again," He threatened her.

Mimi gawked at Victor, was he serious? However, his dark and apathetic look made her realize he wasn't joking at all. So when he released her leg once more, she didn't fight back and let him be. But the death glare she gave him made a big statement.

Victor sat by the bedside with his arms wrapped across his chest. He stared at that gangster woman on his bed wondering what to do with her? He didn't return home to be a babysitter.

He knew how much he was missing out by being at home while Marcel went to the funeral service. Although it was just the death of a Caporegime, most of his family members would be there due to the rareness of the incident.

Marcel would have to go through a lot of questioning and backlash from family members and he - Victor - wouldn't be there to defend or help him out. Not to mention the fact that his other cousins would be there as well.

The stupid Marcel would rather take on their annoying cousins all by himself and let him deal with a woman? The realization of it pissed Victor off so much.

Their family was nothing but a sea of predators waiting to rip each other apart when the time calls for it. It wasn't that Victor didn't have a thing for leadership, he preferred his head on his shoulder and would rather live a carefree life than one under constant danger.

However, because he loved Marcel too much, he decided to help him out and share his burden by becoming his consigliere. That way he could help in building his regime and look out for him as well.

"So what are you going to do now? Kill me?" Mimi said after a long time of silence, rousing him from his thoughts.

Call it instincts, but Mimi always felt there was something shady going on here, she just didn't have the evidence to prove it. But now it was all true and they seem to be a gang or something.

Mimi became scared, what did Arianna get herself into this time? She knew about her dealing with Ruth back at the clinic and had advised her to give up on that lifestyle which she finally did. But just when Mimi thought it was all over, this came up?

What was Arianna even doing here? How did she get involved with Marcel and the others? Didn't Arianna say she was having the time of her life during that phone call?

Wasn't she supposed to be abroad with her rich mystery boyfriend? Damn it! That stupid girl! Thinking about Arianna's predicament gave Mimi nothing but a headache.

Victor looked at her and sneered, "You think I haven't tried that?" He sighed.

Mimi paled at once, "Y-you tried to kill me?" she stuttered. How could he? She thought they were friends?

"Unfortunately, the predator thought you were more of a friend than lunch,"

"What?" Mimi couldn't understand a thing he said. What was he even talking about?

However, before Victor could reply to her, his leg mistakenly hit something and he looked down.

"Oh," He said, lifting the food flask Mimi dropped earlier when she left his room. Victor had picked it up after the whole drama and forgotten about it until now.

"Smells yummy," He said, opening the flask and that was when Mimi turned around to see that it was the food - her mother indeed prepared for him.

"Don't touch that!" She shouted.

"Why?" Victor was amused, "It's food and I'm a foodie," He grinned at her.

At that moment, Victor looked so innocent that Mimi would have thought he was ordinary if she hadn't witnessed the incident in the morning. Everyone here was wolves in sheep's clothing.

To even think that she made friends with some of them during the past week who did nothing but watch as Arianna was dragged away by those men. They did nothing to help her!.

"You don't deserve to eat that anymore!" Mimi lounged at him only for the chains to pull her back, "To think my mother put her all to prepare this for an asshole like you!"

But to her surprise, Victor asked instantly, "You mean to tell me that your mother specially prepared this for me?" His gaze lit up like Christmas.

Why was he looking at her like that? She didn't like that feeling.

He laughed, "Then I have to thank her in person,"

At once Mimi paled.

This can't be happening.