Taken By The Mafia Lord

Note :- Sensitive chapter ahead.

Aziz was running late.

How did Adele even know?

Because she has been checking her phone every five minutes instead of concentrating on her work which was checking on those numbers they got from Peter's place. So far she had sent the soldiers to interrogate the few contracts they have been able to trace down. But the workload was too much.

Unable to take it anymore, Adele picked up her phone and called Aziz. Just because the two of them slept together, doesn't mean he was going to take liberties with her. She was fucking serious with her job and he had to do the same.

However, Adele called and called but there was no response and that made her brows furrow. This was the first time Aziz missed her call, he was always alert and attentive to his phone meaning it didn't have to ring twice before he answered. Did something happen? Adele was no longer feeling comfortable. What if Elijah tracked him down?

Shit!

Adele didn't need anyone to give her a sign as she shot up to her feet immediately, something was wrong. She left her office and went outside where she got into her car and drove off. Adele didn't give a fuck as she drove over the speed limit and thankfully, there were no police to stop her until she reached Aziz's place.

Adele froze the moment she got to his apartment because the door was open and that was the first sign that told her something was not right. Pulling the gun out of her waistband, Adele held it to her side and carefully stepped into his place before aiming the gun, prepared to blast the enemy, but there was nothing. The place was eerily silent, the type that told her that this place was vacant and whoever came here was done with his or her mission.

However, Adele still didn't want to give up hope as she checked every single room available, "Aziz?!" She called his name, hoping he wasn't dead or something. But the house was empty and there was no trace of him. Nor was there damage in the house to suggest that there had been a fight and that was strange, because the Aziz she knew would never go down easily - unless he didn't have a choice.

Returning to the living room, Adele pulled out her phone, intending to call her people to commence a search for him when she stepped on something and looked down to discover it was his phone. Well, that was something.

His phone looked abandoned, confirming her fears that she was abducted. Adele saw her missed calls flashing across the screen, but the phone was locked, and even as close as they were in the past days, she didn't know his password. However, Adele noticed a message too, and thankfully, it was an instant display of SMS notification and Aziz did not click on it, meaning that she was able to just scroll down and read it.

[I'm still waiting outside ~ love, Cindy]

That bitch!

Adele cursed inwardly, gripping the phone so hard that her veins were almost popping. She should have known that Cindy was obsessed with Elijah, the signs have been there, not to mention her stalker tendencies. But she had brushed it away as a kid's crush and now look. Adele knew Cindy was going to attempt something stupid and hoped she caught them before Aziz becomes traumatized for life.

Meanwhile...

Elijah woke up groggily, his head throbbing. He couldn't say it but he felt assaulted and that was explained the moment his memories returned and he jerked upright at once, or so he tried.

"What the fuck?" Elijah muttered when he discovered that his hands were chained to a bed?! What the hell?

Elijah was not afraid of pain, but he panicked when he discovered that he was stark naked and his legs were chained too so he couldn't move. What in the world was wrong with Cindy?!

He wished he was free so he could slit her throat right now. It was quite a loss he wouldn't be able to torture her, but he couldn't leave evidence that would be traced back to him. He was a fool to have let down his defenses and wouldn't repeat that the second time.

"You're awake, darling," A voice carried over to him from the corner and he turned around to see Cindy. Or a depraved version of her.

She was dressed in a sexy lingerie bra set with garter. However, where her breast should be covered, the middle was exposed and he could see her perky nipples that should have aroused him but didn't even though his member was hard.

Elijah didn't need God in heaven to tell him that she drugged him, that would explain why he was unbearably hard even though he was disgusted at her, at everything!

"Are you seriously about to rape me?" Elijah shot at her, venom in his words. If his eyes were bullet, then Cindy would have been long dead.

"Rape you?" Cindy looked horrified at the thought. She even pressed a hand on her chest as if she couldn't condone such a thing. What a flair for drama.

"No honey," Her voice dropped low and Elijah guessed that was supposed to sound sexy, because it didn't sound that way to him. If anything, goosebumps were all over his arms.

It was laughable though, what would his brothers say if he one day opened up to them on how a teenager raped him? Damn, they would laugh him to scorn. However, the situation wasn't funny right now. He couldn't do Cindy. She was just a kid to him. Doing her was an abuse.

Cindy went on to say, "I'm just here to give you a good time."

"Well, shove that favor up your ass and release me right now because there's no way on earth I'm letting you near my dick. Try anything funny, and I'll chop you into tiny little pieces I'll feed to the sharks when I get my hands on you," Elijah threatened her, hoping that would scare her enough to release him, but to his greatest surprise, all he saw in her eyes was anger.

Cindy's face distorted in rage, "You don't want me near your dick, but you want Adele's? Christ Jesus! I know you both were fucking behind my back!" She screamed at his face.

How the hell was that her business….?

That was when it dawned on Elijah, the girl was fucking obsessed with him.

Hell, no.