The Mafia King's Deadly Returned

Chapter 5

ANNIE'S POV

I slowly open my eyes and instantly feel cold iron chains tightly binding my hands and legs. My breathing becomes uneven my heart pounds violently in my chest.

I look around in panic… the place is dark, cold, and filled with a suffocating fear.

“W-where am I…?” my voice trembles.

Then, A heavy voice echoes in front of me.

“Finally, you’re awake.” I jerk my head up and my eyes fall on him.

Abraham.

He stands right in front of me… his face calm, but his eyes burn with something dark and terrifying.

My throat goes dry… tears fill my eyes as I plead, “Please… let me go… I haven’t done anything… I’m innocent… I love my sister very much…”

“SHUT UP!” he roars so loudly that my entire body shakes.

His red eyes pierce straight through me.

He slowly walks closer… with every step, my fear grows stronger.

“How do you know Peter?” he asks coldly, his voice sharp.

I quickly speak through my tears, “He… he used to come to my college often… I don’t like him at all… he proposed to me, but I refused… since then he’s been following me… I have no connection with him… please believe me…”

A faint smile appears on his face.

“Oh… so you’re his mistress…” he says quietly.

For a moment, my fear turns into anger.

“Watch your words!” I shout.

The next second, SLAP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

His hand strikes my face so hard that my head snaps to the side and I fall to the ground.

Everything goes blurry a sharp ringing fills my ears.

I slowly hold my cheek tears streaming uncontrollably.

He bends down near me, his voice low and deadly, “People who raise their voice in front of me… I send them straight to death in one move.”

My breath gets stuck, I try to crawl back in fear… but the chains pull me back.

“Please…” my voice breaks, “let me go, I’m telling the truth, I have nothing to do with Peter, I just want to live my life.”

He stares at me for a few seconds… as if looking straight into my soul.

“The truth…?” he says slowly.

I nod quickly, “Yes… the truth…”

He straightens up adjusts his sleeves then looks down at me and says in a cold tone,

“Here… I decide what is truth and what is a lie.”

My heart races even faster.

“Please… I’m not lying…” I whisper through tears.

He steps closer… so close that I can feel his breath.

“We’ll see…” he murmurs, his voice dangerously calm, “whether you can survive under me or die.”

I shut my eyes tightly and all I feel is fear closing in around me. He suddenly grabs my hair tightly from behind.

“Aahhhh!!” a scream escapes my lips as sharp pain shoots through my head.

Tears start streaming down my face, I try to free myself from his grip, but he only pulls harder.

“Move!” he orders in a cold, dangerous voice.

He drags me outside by my hair my feet scrape against the ground, I keep stumbling and crying, being pulled helplessly behind him.

“Please… let me go…” I plead, my voice breaking… but it has no effect on him.

He opens the car door and shoves me inside. I fall onto the seat, my breathing fast and uneven my heart filled with fear.

Without even looking at me, he sits in the driver’s seat and immediately starts the car.

The car speeds down the road everything outside becomes a blur but inside me, there is only fear and restlessness.

I sit there quietly, crying… sometimes I look at him, sometimes out the window… but everywhere feels dark and hopeless.

After some time, the car stops in front of a large villa. He gets out without saying a word… then opens my side door and grabs my hand roughly.

“Aahhhhh…!” I groan in pain.

He drags me inside forcefully I keep crying, trying to free myself, but he doesn’t stop.

His voice is filled with rage, “You and your Peter… if I don’t give you both a punishment worse than death… then my name isn’t Abraham!”

My heart sinks.

“Please… let me go… I didn’t do anything…” I cry, but he keeps walking.

He takes me straight into his room, BANG!!!!

The door slams shut loudly, the sound echoing through the room.

He pushes me hard. I fall straight to the ground.

“Aahhhh!!” I scream as pain spreads through my body.

Suddenly, he jerks open the side table drawer pulls out some papers and without even looking at them, throws them right in front of me.

The papers scatter across the floor my breathing becomes uneven.

“Sign it,” he says coldly.

For a moment, I just stare at him… then slowly bend down to pick them up… my hands trembling so badly that I can barely hold the pages.

I start reading… and the moment my eyes fall on the heading, “CONTRACT MARRIAGE…”

My eyes widen in shock.

“W-what… is this…?” my voice shakes.

He stands there, staring at me, “What it says… is exactly what it is.”

I immediately shake my head, tears falling, “No… I won’t sign this… this is forced!”

He lets out a faint laugh… cold and dangerous, “Force? You’re still talking about choice?”

I step back slightly, “Please… let me go… I didn’t do anything… I’m innocent…”

His expression suddenly turns serious… his eyes darken, “I’m saying this one last time… sign it.”

I shake my head harder, “No! I won’t ruin my life like this! You can’t do this!”

He slowly slides his hand into his pocket.

My heart starts pounding wildly. He pulls out a gun and loads it.

Then he presses it against my forehead.

I freeze instantly my breath gets stuck in my throat.

“A-Abraham… please…” my voice breaks.

He leans closer… his eyes locking into mine, “You’ll earn the right to say my name… once you become mine.”

Tears keep falling from my eyes, “I can’t be yours… please let me go… I don’t want to ruin anyone’s life… not even mine…”

His jaw tightens in anger, “You’ve already ruined my life… now you’ll be a part of it. The fire I burn in… you’ll burn in it too.”

I scream, “I didn’t do anything! You’re misunderstanding me!”

He presses the gun harder against my forehead, “I hate lies… and you’re nothing but a lie. You are Peter’s mistress… and by crushing his mistress under my rule, I’ll give justice to my Sarah.”

I cry out, “No… that’s not true! I’m not his mistress… and this.. this isn’t marriage… it’s punishment…”

He replies instantly, “Yes and you will suffer that punishment.”

I try to step back, trembling, “Please… don’t force me… I’ll break…”

The papers slip from my hands… I fall to my knees, “I’m begging you… please let me go…”

He crouches in front of me… grabs my chin and forces me to look up at him, “Don’t beg me, I just need an answer sign or death?”

My eyes widen in fear.

“Y-you’ll kill me…?” I whisper.

Without blinking, he replies, “It won’t even take a second… but you won’t get an easy death. You’ll die slowly… in pain.”

My hands shake as I slowly pick up the pen… I can barely hold it…

“This is wrong…” I whisper.

He answers coldly, “In my world… I decide what’s right and what’s wrong.”

Tears fall onto the paper staining it, My heart shatters.

“SIGN IT!” he suddenly shouts.

My whole body flinches and with trembling hands.

I sign, The pen slips from my fingers and falls to the floor.

He straightens the paper his eyes cold.

“Condition one…” His voice is low but heavy, “From today, you forget your identity… the world will know you by my name… as the Mafia King’s woman.”

My hands begin to tremble slowly tears fill my eyes but I can’t say a word.

“Condition two… From today, every right over your life… every decision… belongs to me.”

My breathing quickens a sharp pain rises in my chest but I stay silent.

“Condition three… You will do exactly what I say.”

My fingers curl into a tight fist but no voice comes out.

“Condition four… I can punish you whenever I want however I want.”

A tear slips from my eyes, I don’t even have the strength to wipe it away.

“Condition five… He pauses for a moment… then speaks even more quietly, “You took my Sarah away from me now you will fill her place.”

My heart shatters instantly, I shake my head slightly… as if trying to say ‘no’ but my voice is gone.

“Condition six…You will fulfill all my needs.”

My breath catches… I close my eyes… shame, fear, and humiliation crash over me all at once…

“Condition seven… You will obey me without question.”

My lashes tremble.

“Condition eight… From today, you cut off all ties… leave your studies… and live only for me.”

Now it feels like my entire world is collapsing breaking into pieces.

“Condition nine… Your breath your body everything belongs only to me.”

My fingers dig into the floor.

“Condition ten…” His voice turns even colder, “If you disobey me even once… I can kill you at any moment.”

I scream, “No! You can’t do this! Please, just listen to me!”

My voice trembles, filled with fear and anger. I can feel the vibration of my own terror in my chest, but he remains unmoved, a pillar of ice in the center of my nightmare.

He looks at me coldly and says, “I can do whatever I want. This house, this room, and everything in it, including you belongs to me now.”

Tears stream down my face as I shout, “You’re an animal! Do you hear me? You’re a monster!"

A dark, chilling smile spreads across his lips. He lets out a low, twisted laugh that sends shivers racing down my spine.

“Yes… I am an animal. And you should have known better than to walk into a predator's den.” My heart begins to pound harder, a frantic drum against my ribs.

He shrugs off his blazer and throws it aside carelessly. Without breaking eye contact, he slowly starts unbuttoning his shirt.

“Why are you doing this?” I choke out, my voice barely a whisper, “Is this some kind of sick revenge?”

Fear grips me completely, “Our marriage just happened today, right?” he says in a cold, mocking tone. “The ink on the contract is barely dry. So tonight… will be our wedding night. After all… you have to fill Sarah’s place. You took her name; now you take her duties.”

My whole body trembles uncontrollably. The mention of her name feels like a physical blow.

I begin crawling backward, trying to create distance between us, my palms scraping against the cold floor.

“No… no! Absolutely not! You can't force me!” I cry, my voice breaking with panic, “I am not her! I will never be her!”

But he doesn’t stop. He doesn't even blink.

He removes his shirt and tosses it away, stepping closer with slow steps.

“Fulfill my needs,” he says coldly. “That was the deal your family made. Or did they forget to mention the fine print to their little sacrifice?”

My breath catches. My eyes widen in terror, “They didn't… they wouldn't…”

“They did,” he cuts me off, his voice like a blade. “And now, I’m collecting.”

“Noooo!!!” I scream as loudly as I can, the sound tearing through the silent room.

Before I can move any further, he suddenly lunges, grabbing my arm tightly.

“Aahhhhhh!” I gasp as pain shoots through me, “Let go! You’re hurting me!”

“You’ll learn,” he mutters, his grip tightening. “You’ll learn that in this house, your screams only go as far as these walls.”

He pulls me forcefully and throws me onto the bed. My body hits the mattress hard and before I can even react, He is above me, a heavy shadow blocking out the light.

I struggle, pushing against his chest, my hands shaking, my entire body resisting with every ounce of strength I have left.

“No! Please no! Don't do this, I'm begging you!” I scream, my voice echoing through the room.

“Begging won't change the truth,” he whispers near my ear, his breath cold against my skin, “You’re mine tonight.”

My heart feels like it’s going to burst out of my chest. My mind spirals into panic. I try to move, to fight, to escape but I feel trapped completely overpowered by his weight and his terrifying resolve.

Tears blur my vision as I cry out again, louder this time, a final plea to a God who feels worlds away, “Nooooo!!!”

TO BE COUNTINUE...!!!