Taken By The Mafia Lord

Mimi felt like slapping herself after she asked that question. She should have just shut up and let the young man leave as he intended to, now Victor turned to her with his signature smile. Well, on the bright side, it was good to have him back to himself.

She was beginning, no, she had always suspected there was something wrong with Victor. His energy sometimes was urm...quite intense. And think about the sex, he seems to be addicted to it, almost as if he couldn’t live without it. Mimi couldn’t help but shiver, whoever was going to end up as his wife had a lot of work set up for her.

“Why? Are you worried about me?” He held onto the door as he wriggled his brows at her.

Mimi rolled his eyes at him, “If you can annoy me this much, you’re fine then,” She relaxed into her seat. She had been all worried for nothing.

Victor said to her calmly, “You don’t have to worry about me, I’m fine. You are the one who needs rest after what you went through today because of me,”

Mimi turned to him once more and her throat dried up. He looked like he cared about her and that melted her heart yet made her nervous at the same time. Victor’s expression was smoldering and it made her heart skip a beat. She wondered if he did that on purpose and this was the way he wooed all the girls. Even with the cuts and bruises on his face, he looked like a meal ready to be served.

“A-hem,” Mimi intentionally cleared her thoughts and voice, pretending not to care as she said, “Go away,”

And he did just that to Mimi’s disappointment. So he left? Just like that? Seriously?! Wasn’t that little imp a master at reading women?! He didn’t even tell her “good night”. What a cold-hearted player.

.....

But Victor didn’t leave, instead, he went to the driver’s seat where he leaned on the window. As promised, he transferred a huge sum of money to the driver’s account which made his mouth drop open. Maybe taking up this job was not a bad thing after all.

“You should know why I sent that money to you, right?” Victor asked, tilting his head questioningly.

Unlike Mimi who Victor treated warmly, his attitude towards the driver teetered on the borderline of unfriendliness and

sternness. He didn’t look at the driver the same way he looked at Mimi and that made the man shift uncomfortably on his seat because he knew Victor was dangerous.

“Yeah,” He nodded obediently, cold sweat breaking out of his face. He thought this would be the end of everything but It seems this was just the beginning. The driver realized that quitting now wouldn’t do him any good but harm. He had to continue for a while, then give up when the time was right.

“That means taking everything you know to the grave and you see that young lady in the back,” He pointed at Mimi.

Mimi in question was didn’t interfere with Victor’s business knowing this was necessary. If that driver went about whining his mouth, it would be trouble – for him alone. With the short time spent with them, Mimi knew the Luciano family wouldn’t last long if they didn’t have people in high positions backing them. Hence, they would likely cover up everything while the driver suffers.

The driver didn’t turn to look at Mimi rather glanced through the rearview mirror, Victor capturing all of his actions.

“You see, she’s my bestie....”

Mimi wanted to cringe and hide her face, what grown-up man goes about boasting about his bestie as if it was a huge achievement?

Victor went on, “So if a hair on her body happens to get hurt...” His calm expression changed, depicting a chilling menace that even made the hairs on Mimi’s arms stand on edge, “I won’t hurt you, rather I’d hunt everyone you love and end them right in front of you.”

Mimi didn’t doubt Victor’s words one bit and she was sure the driver – who was close to wetting his pants – didn’t either. His tone promised sheer destruction if that were to happen and she bet he – Victor – would enjoy hunting them his relatives one by one.

That realization made Mimi uncomfortable, she didn’t want to be the reason an entire family was massacred. She wasn’t worth a person’s life and why was Victor this concerned about her? Hours ago, they were yelling at each other’s faces and promised to stay away from one another. Now, he was being so overprotective, it worried her.

“Victor, just let the poor man be. I’m fine!” She complained.

“I know,” He said, “He just needs to know not to play around with you,” Victor still glared at the driver.

Mimi rolled her eyes towards heaven, she was so done with him. She at once snapped her finger, signaling the driver to take off before her unpredictable bestie decided to murder him. And when did she begin to get comfortable with all of this violence?

God, Mimi shivered, she needed to get out of here.

Just as the car started, Victor returned to her side of the car, saying, “Goodnight bestie,” He grinned at her.

Mimi groaned, “You’re not in eighth grade Victor but anyway, good night to you,” She waved him away.

Victor stood waving at that spot until their car was out of sight. It wasn’t until a few minutes later that he was standing at his entrance about to punch in his codes when he heard the sound of a car and turned to see the familiar car come to a halt. His face lit up immediately.

Before Mimi could step out, Victor had already galloped over to her side.

“You came back?” He was so happy.

“Yeah?” Mimi breathed, shutting the door before hitting the body of the car as a signal for the driver to take off.

As soon as the driver left, hands on her hips, Mimi faced Victor, “Well, I didn’t want you to murder an entire family because of me. Moreover, I don’t see any doctor here. Come on, let’s get you treated.”