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THE OBSESSED MAFIA KING
~~SHE IS ALre-adY MINE~~
Story written by : Pamela James
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CHAPTER 17
Alexa’s P.O.V
I was staring at the ceiling thinking …
What sin have I ever committed to deserve this…
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He was standing right in front of me with an expressionless face.
“Hello Alexa”, he tilted his head to one side keeping his stare fixed on me.
I was trembling now staring at his face in horror.
He sm-irked while taking a step forward.
“My sweet Alexa, Didn’t I tell you not to run away?”
He was walking towards me.
I began to step backward.
I stumbled as the back of my legs hit the be-d ma-king me fall on the back.
He chuckled lowly hovering above me caging me between his arms.
“Jus…Justin”, I managed to say his name.
“How dare you disobey me!”, He gritted throu-gh his teeth gr-abbing my throat with one hand.
His grip was getting ti-ghter ma-king me suffocate.
I started hitting his che-st due to the shortness of breath.
“I..I’m sorry….sorry..”, I pleaded as tears begin to form in my eyes.
He suddenly loos£n his grip as I started coughing for air.
“You are mine only mine. Don’t you forget that!”, he whispered looking into my red eyes.
“So Kitten.. Should I kill your mom first or that Mitchell?”
I st©pped breathing for a moment.
“N..No”, A weak sob escaped from my mouth.
“Why not? They wanted to take you away from me”, he said as casually as he could.
He stood up turning towards the door.
“Kill both of them”, he ordered one of his men.
I could not let this happen.
I ran towards him as I knelt down, holding his feet.
“plea-se Justin, no, plea-se! I will do everything you say! I will marry you… plea-se make them st©p plea-see..don’t kill them. Don’t kill my mom. plea-se spare them.”
I was uncontrollably crying, begging him to spare their lives.
He sm-irked bending down kneeling on his one foot.
“Sshhh, don’t cry my love”, he held my chin wiping away my tears with his thumb.
UNKNOWN P.O.V
“Sir! There is no one here. I think she tried to run away on her own”, A man c@m£, informing me.
I sighed.
“I wish she could wait a little more”, I said turning towards the ph0to frame placed on the side table.
“I couldn’t save you Alexa… I am sorry”
JUSTIN’S POV
I was on call.
“Dad just stay there. We are on our way. It’s just some issues with the dress”, I tried to sound as calm as possible.
“A two-hour del@ycall? What if she ran away?”
I could feel him angry.
“I won’t let her”
I was pla-ying with her hair strand as she was sitting on my l@p.
Her face was pale.
I put the phone away looking at her, being scared of me staring down at her legs attached together.
“Look what you got me into baby”.
I leaned forward wra-pping my arm around her w@!st as she placed her hands reflexively on my che-st.
She was avoiding my gaze.
“You are a bad girl! Mmmm I want to punish you tonight…”
CHAPTER 18
JUSTIN P.O.V
I pu-ll-ed her closer as she clenched her fist on my shi-t shaking like a leaf.
I sm-irked observing her.
So delicate like a flower petal.
How did Andrew find her in the first place?
She clearly doesn’t belong to our world of crimes and torture.
I took her with me to the car and just then we arrived at the church.
My driver opened the door then bowed to me.
I pu-ll-ed her out with me leading her to the dressing room.
“One mistake and you all will die”, I ordered the staff and walked out.
Manuel and Raymond were alre-ady waiting outside.
“Did you take care of it?”, I asked Manuel as he nodded in response.
“Yes! Both her mother and friend are in the basement of my mansion right now”, he replied.
“Congratulations Justin. I turned to see Raymond standing behind me.
Though he left me for Andrew I couldn’t hate him.
“Thank you, buddy! Where is the rest of your beloved family?”, I asked sarcastically.
“He is inside! Regretting that you are actually a p@rt of his family”
Andrew didn’t even bother to look at me.
“St©p taking his side. He is not my family. He destroyed me! And I am going to do the same to him”, I took a step towards Andrew angrily.
“You are a fool. I was only trying to help you”, Andrew c@m£ closer with the same anger in his eyes.
“Enough! We don’t want any mess right now”, Manuel shouted separating us.
Andrew left with Raymond.
“Compose yourself V. Our guests are inside”, Manuel gestured to go inside.
ALEXA’S POV
I stared at my reflection in the mirror, taking into my appearance, my makeup was literally perfection.
My t©p and bo-ttomlash lines have a light pink champagne shadow, giving it a lighter, yet dramatic look.
A peach blus-h was applied onto the apple of my cheeks with a dusty rosel-ipstick over my pout.
My cascading loose brown curls were falling over my shoulders with just a few strands pu-ll-ed up.
Even the dress, the white floor-sweeping dress, is breathtaking.
My wedding dress…
But why with all the makeup, the hairstyle, even with the dress I still can’t see myself beautiful.
It is like I can see my pale cheeks un-der the layers of makeup, and my broken soul un-der the white dress, that i can see the unshed tears in my eyes.
This is not how I planned this day.
This is not how I imagined it to be.
It was supposed to be one of the best days of my life.
I was supposed to be excited and happy, to count the seconds and minutes just to go out and say the two words phrase ‘I Do’ to a man I truly love.
A man who loves me back to the same extent and even more.
My friend would help me put on the dress, and take care that I won’t ruin my perfectly done makeup and she would tease me but then would just hvg me and tell me how beautiful I look.
My mother would be waiting by that door, waiting to walk me down the aisle.
This is how I always imagined it to be, not like now, waiting alone by myself, my tears threatening to fall any moment now, a man who scares me is waiting outside, people I know non of them are seated waiting the so-called happy couple to get married.
A tear escaped from my eye without my permission, I directly wiped it away not wanting to ruin my look.
I directly closed my eyes for a brief second when all these thoughts blurred my vision as my mind took me back to a place I don’t want to be.
Many images and noises roamed inside my head ma-king my heartbeats accelerate.
Images of how I saw him murder someone in cold blood.
CHAPTER 19
Alexa’s POV
“I Do.” The words c@m£ out of his mouth instantly, he didn’t seem to even think about them.
His voice was empty and his face blank, no trace of any kind of emotions is evident, it was as if he is talking about a business deal, not a marriage.
The priest looked at me and asked me the same question, I saw hisl-ips moving but I wasn’t able to hear the words he said as my mind was totally blocked out.
My gaze went to Justin, he was looking at me with a wicked expression as if he wants me to just say yes and finish this thing.
But I couldn’t, I couldn’t just say I do, I was having second thoughts.
I can just say no and leave, run away from him.
But I can’t, I can’t risk it
My heart ached.
I can do this, not for me, but for my mother and Mitchell.
I swallowed the lump in my throat,
“I Do.”
“With the power…” The priest started saying his known phrase but my mind was totally zoned out, every voice around me was fading, all the people were going into oblivion as the only thing I can think about,
What the hell did I just do?
“You may now k!ssthe bride.” The words snapped me back to reality as I saw justin leaning in , it didn’t take long till hisl-ips brushed over mine.
I would be lying if I said I felt nothing because I did, the bu-tterflies, the electrifying feeling, the dizziness,…
I felt it all, but that didn’t last long when hisl-ips directly left mine as he stepped backward.
His face was still the same, his eyes holding the wicked ook.
It was obvious, it didn’t affect him, not even a bit.
It was just a necessary move.
The cl@pping of people j£rked me back as we turned around and faced them.
Big grins on their faces, bigger than ours.
JUSTIN P.O.V
Doors of the hall opened revea-ling her as she entered timidly.
She was breathtakingly beautiful.
Manuel was by her side helping her walk the aisle.
He handed her hand in mine ma-king her stand in front of me.
“Repeat after me”, the Priest made us say our vows.
“You may k!ssthe bride”, I pu-ll-ed her close ma-king her g@sp.
Herl-ips were quivering as I cu-mpped her face.
I peeped at Andrew who was looking at us.
sm-irking I pressed myl-ips on her softl-ips tasting them.
Andrew turned his face away in disgust.
I sm-irked as I de-epen the k!sscu-pping her face ti-ghtly earning a low whimper from her.
Our guests were in awe thinking we loved each other so much.
“I am going to have so much fun with you tonight”
A tear dropped on her face which she quic-kly wiped away.
Tbc