THE MAFIA’S CAPTIVE ANGEL

Sin was giving me the silent treatment; he is still pissed at the fact that I went out to a club that happens to be his without informing him or getting protection, and mostly at the fact that I almost got raped. He won’t even look at me and just kept himself busy with his phone and laptop. It was kind of frustrating, and I don’t want him to be angry at me.

Sin booked me a private home service makeup artist and hairstylist since I was his escort to some business get-together of some sort, but he won’t give me more details. This time there won’t be a mask covering my face, and I wasn’t sure how I felt about that. I took a quick shower, not wanting to keep the glam squad waiting. I hastily blow-dried my hair and slipped on a fluffy robe over my black Victoria Secret bra and pants before walking out of the room where the transformation was going to take place.

Two gorgeous women and a man were working simultaneously; one of the ladies was occupied with my hair, trying to turn it into perfection. The other lady was busy with the French manicure nails, making them look spectacular, while the man was in charge of my face, probably doing wonders to it. It took close to an hour and a half before I was completely done with my makeover.

“I’m ready to see how beautifully transformed you are. not that you needed it since you are a natural beauty?” The man asked with excitement, giving me a mirror, while the two women looked at me in awe. I nodded, eagerly grabbing the mirror, equally excited to see how I looked.

“Oh, my God,” I gasped in utter shock, not recognizing the person staring back at me. My hair was worn in a loose, wavy side Patten flick. The makeup on my face enhanced the features I didn’t even know existed, which was paired with a pretty pink lipstick, and my nails complimented my makeup.

“I love it.” I touched my face to make sure I was real. “Thank you.”

They smiled and said their goodbyes before leaving me alone to get ready. The dress was created from a sheer overlayer for unique features, with a gold zig-zagging design that flares from the knee, creating an hourglass look. The flared skirt facilitates easy movement and also keeps up a formal look. The dress could easily sweep across the dance floor with its breathtakingly gold design. I matched it up with white heels and a clutch. I looked absolutely beautiful.

I stared into my reflection when the door opened, and Sin walked in.

My breath was knocked out of my chest. I have only seen him wear casual clothes all the time, so seeing him in a suit kept me captivated. He wasn’t wearing a tie, and the top three buttons of his white shirt were open, revealing his inked chest.

The black coat and trousers fit him so well, and his hair was perfectly gelled and combed to the side. He stared at me for some time before approaching me. He gave me an appreciative look at my appearance before wrapping his arms around my waist and resting his chin on my shoulder.

“You look beautiful, my love.” He spoke softly, then placed a kiss at the crook of my neck. “This doesn’t change the fact that I’m still mad at you.”

I wanted to apologize but was cut off by the sound of his phone. Sin picked up the call and went out of the room, leaving me feeling dejected. I walked out of the room to find him done with his call and doing the cuff of his left hand.

“Are you ready?” Sin asked, and I nodded. Wrapping his arm around my waist, he led me to his car, and like a gentleman, he opened the door for me. We buckled in, and he took off. I looked out of the window at the city bathed in light.

When the car stopped, I got out and looked at a tall building that screamed wealth. Sin wrapped his arms around me and led us inside. I was awe-struck by how beautiful the inside looked. The room was filled with men and women of high prestige. There were high tables lined up across the floor’s outer part for people to converse freely.

At the far end was a long table with different kinds of food, ranging from sushi to cheese and crackers. Beautiful chandeliers were hanging low, magnifying the beauty of the room as classical music was softly played in the background.

Sin walked among them, capturing everyone’s attention. Men greeted him with respect and envy, while others looked away in fear. The ladies sent me a hard glare as they tried everything to get Sin’s attention, sending him a flirtatious smile that made me want to poke out their eyes.

Some group of men in suits walked towards us to greet Sin; they laughed and talked for a while, and I stood picking at my nails until they caught my attention when they nodded their heads at me and talked to Sin.

“Chi è la bellezza accanto a te?” A man asked, looking directly at me. I don’t know what he said, but all four pairs of eyes turned to look at me, taking in my form, which made me nervous.

“E lei l’unica?” Another man asked

“Lei è la unica. Mia piccola tentatrice, non sono niente senza di lei.” Sin answered after a few seconds, calmly. They looked at me, giving me their best smiles.

I looked away from them, and Sin took my hand, bidding them goodbye, and walked to the other side of the room to a group of people drinking.

Once their eyes settled on us, they twinkled with happiness and greeted Sin. Sin nodded his head and led us to the table, where I saw the familiar faces of Luca, Samantha, and… Jason.

I stiffened when Jason’s eyes landed on me, and he gave me a sinister smile. I held my head high when his eyes racked all over my body, not backing down.

“Hey man,” Luca stood up to hug Sin, then we sat opposite Samantha and Jason.

“How is it that you always tend to look beautiful every single time?” Luca’s hushed voice came from my side. I smiled at him, almost blushing.

“I will be back; don’t do anything stupid. Unlike the previous party we attended, this place is filled with a lot of dangerous people, so stay with Jason and Samantha,” Sin whispered in my ear before getting up from his seat along with Luca, and they walked toward the hall with some men.

Samantha took the empty seat beside me, giving me a guilty look. “I heard about what happened yesterday,” she said. “I’m so sorry; I should not have let you go to the restroom alone.”

“It’s not your fault; you didn’t know that was going to happen.”

“You probably seduced the poor guy, since you are nothing but a slut,” Jason sneered out. I twitched a little, hurt by his words.

“Really, Jason, can you stop being a fucking dick for once in your life?” Samantha spat at him, certainly angry at his choice of words.

“Don’t listen to him, Mani. I coerced you into going to the club with me; I should have taken proper care of you,” she replied, unsettled.

“I’m a big girl, Sam, and you don’t need to look out for me; I can take care of myself. So why blame yourself when I don’t blame you?” I told her, trying hard to assure her, even though I was still scared at the thought of what could have happened last night.

“So much for being a big girl when all you do is cause problems for Sin, I’m sure he is just going to use you and dump you like a whore.” I stared at Jason, furious at his comments. I get that he doesn’t like me. I should be the one angry, seeing as he cheated on me with my cousin, but I couldn’t care less. I choose to ignore him, not even giving him a glance.Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

“che diavolo c’è che non va in te amico, lo dire a Sin se non ti fermi. Sai come si arrabbia quando è arrabbiato, specialmente se coinvolge lei. Quindi scegli le tue parole con molta attenzione.”

I didn’t know what she said, but that clearly shut him up; he stood and walked out of the room. I sent Samantha a grateful smile.

“Thank you, Mani. Though, Sin, is beyond pissed at me,” we both sighed together. Samantha turned to look at me, probably wondering what had made me sigh.

“What’s got you sighing?” she inquired, taking a sip of her drink.

“Nikolai is also angry at me,” I subconsciously say, not paying attention to the words coming out of my mouth. Samantha choked on her drink, eyes wide, staring at me.

I felt like I had grown two heads.

“What?”  I spoke up, staring back at her.

“He lets you call him Nikolai?” She asked, stunned. I inwardly scolded myself for making such a mistake again and let out a sheepish laugh, not sure what to do. So I gave her an honest response.

“Yes, he does.”

Samantha let out a loud squeak before gawking at me like I had done something impossible. “Wow, I’m short of words. Wow”

“Why does everyone behave like it’s a big deal?” I said, I’m not really sure why they all react that way when I utter his given name. I get that he likes being called Sin, but I doubt I’m the only one he lets call him by his name.

“This is a big deal, girl,” she mumbled. “No one, I mean no one, calls him by his name.”

“Not even his family?” I asked, astonished.

“Not even his family. Sin hates it. Girl.  You’ve got him wrapped around that finger of yours.”

“I doubt that, seeing how angry he is at me,” she sighed.

“Seduce him, it’s as simple as that.”

“what…”  My face turned scarlet red. “I don’t know how to do that,” I whispered.

“wow.  You really are so innocent; it’s cute,” she said, pinching my cheeks and petting me like I was a baby.

“What should I do?”

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Translations.

“chi è la bellezza accanto a te – who is the beauty beside you.?”

lei l’unica? – Is she the one?

lei è lunica. Mia piccola tentatrice, non sono niente senza di lei; – she is the only one. My little temptress-I’m nothing without her.

che diavolo c’è che non va in te amico, lo dir a Sin se non ti fermi. Sai come si arrabbia quando è arrabbiato, specialmente se coinvolge lei. Quindi scegli le tue parole con molta attenzione..: – “What the hell is wrong with you, man? I’m going to tell Sin about this if you don’t stop.” You know how he gets when he’s angry, especially if it involves her. So choose your words very carefully.