Mafia’s Curves

FALLON’S POV

I looked at the man in front of me with wide eyed, “who the fuck are you?” Liam shouted trying best to cover us. He looked so different, I dare say.. matured but there was something very dark and mysterious about him now. He has beard and long hair that is on a messy bun, he looked so handsome, he has gained a lot of muscles I see, definitely can go for a bodybuilding competition and wearing beige suite only enhanced his manly aura.

“Someone you should fear with all of your existence!” Hayden snapped back with a growl, Liam visibly paled, *scoff* bitch.

“You should go, Liam. I’ll call you tomorrow” I said and pushed him slightly, before he could say anything a harsh angelic voice interrupted, “finish whatever you bloody started but you *points to me* better come to talk to me within 5 mins. Anyway he wouldn’t last longer” Hayden said and went inside the kitchen.

“How dare that bastrad!!” Liam was fuming in embarrassment, I wanted to laugh so hard because that was true but I composed myself, “hey Liam, let him talk! What he thinks doesn’t changes the fact! Okay?” I said in a soothing voice because I know men and their fragile ego. *eye roll*

He sighed and kissed me deeply, I felt disgusted I don’t know why, I wanted to throw up and brush my teeth and rinse my mouth with acid. I just hated his touch, I forced a fake smile and told him that I’d call him tomorrow morning. He dresses up and left, thank god I always have a trench coat near the door so I was already wrapped it around my body.

I sighed deeply my mind shifting to another problem sitting on the kitchen. I went upstairs and got dressed in my PJs and hurried down stairs. I went to the kitchen to see Hayden eating meal, I gasped, “why did you eat my food?” I made my way towards him and snatched the container.

He was already mid way finishing the food, I scowled at him, “I was hungry!” he said looking at me lime I had lost my mind and took back the container and went to the living room and sat down on the couch, “but I must say 6 minutes! That impressive!!” He mocked irritating me further.

“How on earth did you break into my house and how the fuck did you know I live here??” I asked calmly and sat on the couch far away from him.

“Easy there princess! It isn’t called breaking in if I already have the keys to the house!” He pointed out and took out my keys from his pocket.

“How did you get that? There are only tw– oh” mom obviously, I rolled my eyes.

“Why are you here Hayden?” Creating as much distance between us as possible, his presence still affects me. Not in a good way. Haha and here I was thinking I am over him, fucking delusional bitch!

“Your mother asked me to take you back home” he said not meeting my eyes, I narrowed my eyes at him, “you don’t listen to anyone but yourself more importantly you don’t do anything that doesn’t benefit you” I said knowingly.

He looked up to me with a smirk on his face, “you know me better than anyone.. till date. You remember me” he said darkly. My heart started racing and a tingling sensation started bubbling in the pit if my stomach. I suppressed those feelings, “Hayden, don’t change the topic” I said threateningly.

He clenched his jaw, “your mother has helped me a lot, I am doing this to repay her. Nothing more, nothing less” he said stoically. Mannequin, always stuck with the same facial expression!

“First, I am no charity case for anyone, yours not especially. Second, those are my problems and I’ll handle it on my own, third, this is my home, in which you very delightfully broke into. You may leave.” I dismissed and began to make my way upstairs but before I could get out of the living room a hand caught me.

I immediately stiffened all the words spoken behind my back years ago hit me like a train, I yanked my arm from his grasp and sneered at him, “DON’T. EVER. FUCKING. TOUCH. ME.” I was seething fire, I wanted nothing more than to rip his heart out and drain all blood from it. I kept the murderous thoughts to bay, he was shocked to see my behaviour.

He obviously wasn’t expecting a fierce woman to retaliate against this vile man, “you know I’ll take to home by hook or crook” he challenged me, “then I’ll make sure you regret it for the rest of your miserable lonely life” I spat back. He looked at me with a tons of emotions; rage, hurt and lust over powering everyone of them, mine probably reciprocate them as well.

“Either you go pack your bags and come with me nicely or things can get very, very dirty… and bloody” he whispered the last part near my ears and licked my earlobe, I shivered in pleasure.

“I am not your fucking bitch. You don’t order me around, you don’t get to do that. Either you leave with your dignity intact or I am gonna rip that apart and kick your ass out of the house” I threatened, he threw his head back and laughed hysterically, his laugh was dark, one that gives you shivers down to your very core in fear.

I gulped afraid of this new Hayden but still held onto my ground, “I would like to see you try my little dandelion” my anger reached the roof. I drew my hand back to slap him but her caught my hand inches away from his face.

He pulled me close and smashed his lips on mine, he hungrily kissed me like only my lips can quench his thirst. I stay as stiff as a statue he growled, “you smell of that fucker” he started rubbing himself on me like a wet dog. When I didn’t kiss him back, he pulled me closer than before and spanked my ass, that snapped me out of my situation.

I tried to push him back but he didn’t budge, annoyed I punched his groin. He fall back on the floor with a pained expression. I wanted to laugh, I really did, his expression was priceless but I had to get to my room create as much space between us as possible. I cannot let my past control me, I know I can do shit but still.

I ran back to my room, midway in the stairs I felt a slight pain on the base of my neck and I stilled, my entire body froze and then I fell into warm pair of arms, “bastard” I said and fell unconscious.

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I woke up feeling a soft fabric beneath me, I sunk my face into the soft plush bed. I shot up all the events came crashing back, I looked around to see I am in a familiar old room. The room I resided in during my stay in the island. I am in De’luca mansion, shit.

The sound of waves hitting the rock and the birds chirping filled the room, I could smell the salt water from my room. It’s nostalgic not in a good way, I know I wanted to come here for my safty but I underestimated the emotions and memories it will bring back.

My mind went back to Hayden, that fucking bastard!! How dare he???

I got up from the bed and went out of the room, I didn’t look around my only agenda is to find that fucker. Who the fuck does he think he is??? How dare he bring me here without my consent?? He bloody knocked me out cold and brought me here, that lowlife kidnaper!! That half a penny shit, I’ll kill him!

I growled in my head and went downstairs, “where is that fucker??” I shouted as soon as the flight of stairs ended. People snapped their attention at me some even held weapons on me, Jason sat on the chair smirking, “lower down your weapons, she is our queen, the king won’t let you live if something happens to her.” He said sipping his coffee.

I sneered at him ignoring that comment he made, “gym, you know where it is!” He said and they began talking like nothing ever happened. I marched to the gym, what the fuck did he tell his men?? Queen?….. That I am but not his. Period.

When I entered his gym, there were at least a dozen of half naked girls working out while the puny joke of a king is in the middle bench pressing, SHIRTLESS.

“How dare you motherfucker?” I shouted at him and marched up to him, he put the bar down and sat on the bench with a poker face wiping his sweat with a towel. I scowled at him, “I told you I’ll handle my shit, my own motherfucking way!! Why did you intervene? You have no rights to bring me here without my consent!” I vented all the anger I had, suddenly a rough hand grabbed my jaw.

“You bloody think twice before you speak to me! ALL OF YOU, GET OUT!!”  He shouted and everyone scurried away as fast as they could. He still held my face in his vice like grip, I tried to prey his hands off me but it didn’t budge. His eyes turned murderous and his face turned into that of a psychopath, I really was scared of him.

I whimpered when his grip tightened and tears formed in my eyes, he brought my face really close to his, I could feel the heat coming off him and his hot breath hitting my face, “you will never speak to me in that tone and if you dare defy me, I’ll make sure you have the worst of me. I have tolerated enough of your bratty behaviour towards me but not anymore. You bloody do not forget that it was your mother who requested me to help you and out of respect I had for her I am doing this. Don’t push my buttons” he removed his hands of my face as if I burnt him.

Tears were rolling down my eyes but not in fear, no not anymore, they were of anger, raw powerful anger, “you’ll regret this one day, I’ll make sure of that” I spat and went out of the gym with my head held high. I won’t let a lowlife thug effect me in any way and I plan on keeping my promise when I have handled this current situation.