Bound by Betrayal (The Mafia King Captive Bride)

Who are they talking about?

I leaned in further, slowly peeking inside.

“Calm down, Pasito,” Eros said, telling him to bring down the topic but Pasito shakes his head.

I can see Damien holding a glass of whiskey in his hand as he swirls his office chair around.

“Aren’t you used to Pasito’s endless arguments?” Damien asked with a hint of amusement. I heard Eros chuckle and stepped forward to pour himself a drink.

“But come on, man, think about it. How do you think your wife will feel if she finds out how you deceived her father and took the company from him?”

Wait, I thought my father said they signed a contract. Which one is deceived again?

“You’re the one saying it now, or are you planning on telling her?” Damien glared at Pasito, silencing him instantly.

I wanted to know what Pasito meant by deceiving, but before I could take a step forward, Eros dropped a bombshell that made my heart leap out of my chest.

“When are you planning on telling her about her father’s death? I mean, he’s your father-in-law; the daughter deserves to know.”

Everything seemed to crumble around me as I felt a sharp pain in my chest, causing me to stagger back in a mix of fear, shock, and confusion.

“I’m planning on telling her later,” Damien said, but I had barely registered his words before letting out a painful scream, drawing their attention.

They immediately snapped their heads towards the door, their eyes wide with shock.

“No! No! No!!!” I screamed, shaking my head in shock.

My father is dead… How? Why? Why, universe? Why my father?!!

“What have you done to my father?” I rushed toward Damien, hitting his chest as tears streamed down my face.

But it was like hitting a rock. I sobbed uncontrollably, hitting him again and again.Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

He grasped my hands, pulling me toward him.

I saw the pitiful looks on Eros’ and Pasito’s faces, but I didn’t care right now. Their pity wouldn’t bring back my dead father.

I’m now truly alone, with no mother and no father.

“You threatened to end him,” I said, pulling away from Damien instantly.

“Because of the company? You deceived him,” I accused, my voice shaking with sobs.

Damien glared at Pasito before turning back to me. He tried to take a step forward, but I stepped back immediately, glaring at him.

“What did that old man ever do to you?” I demanded.

“I didn’t kill him!” Damien shouted, silencing me.

The air was thick with tension as he gritted his teeth in anger, then rubbed his temple in frustration. “Yes, he was desperate to sign the contract and didn’t bother to read the content,” he barked, and I continued to stare at him in silence.

Waiting to hear what he has to say.

“It’s not my fault that he didn’t read the fine print… The contract states that if I act as your fiance and marry you, the company will be transferred to me as the new ownership,” Damien finished.

I shook my head, stepping back until my back hit the wall. Sliding down, I sobbed uncontrollably.

“You’re lying!” I snapped my head up, tears streaming down my face. “Then who killed him, since you threatened him the other day?” I yelled, my words rolling out more like a sob.

“Have you ever wondered why your sister Olivia was sentenced to life imprisonment?” Damien yelled back.

I paused, looking at him as the puzzle pieces began to fall into place in my mind.

No. No. Olivia!!

No. No. You didn’t Olivia.

I cried harder, what has the man done to you?

He brought you and your mom into our house despite everything.

Why kill him?

Nothing is making sense to me.

Damien sighed, took a phone from Eros’ hand, and walked towards me. He squatted down to my level, opened the phone, and passed it to me.

I stretched out my trembling hands and managed to take the phone from him. My gaze widened as I saw the footage.

“She was caught on CCTV in the hospital by a staff member,” Damien explained.

Tears streamed down my face as I watched Olivia disconnect the oxygen pipe.

But why? I wanted to ask him, but somehow I lost my voice.

The news is devastating.

Noticing the question in my eyes, Damien sighed and took the phone from me. “We have no idea why she killed him.”

“Why… What about Mason?” I asked, and instantly regretted my words as Damien’s face turned murderous.

“The coward has not been seen for a while now,” he said, his voice cold. I let out another painful sob.

“Leave,” he nodded to Eros and Pasito, who quickly exited the room, locking the door behind them.

“Come here,” he said, pulling me towards him. I sobbed uncontrollably into his shoulder as he gently patted my back.

“I am sorry, wife,” he said, caressing my back.

I can feel his fresh breath on my exposed neck, as he pulls me closer.

I cried even harder until something clicked in my mind, and I suddenly pulled away.

He gave me a curious look as I narrowed my gaze suspiciously at him.

“Why did you keep it from me?” I asked, my voice firm. His gaze slowly trailed down to my stomach before he let out a sigh.

He didn’t need to say it; I already knew why… Because of the baby. He didn’t want me to go to the abortion clinic, devastated and broken.

He is scared of losing me yet he wants me to go for abortion. How ridiculous!

“Are you serious?” I screamed again, hitting his chest as more tears streamed down my face.

He sighed and pulled me back again into his arms, holding me close. I cried really hard, resting my head on his chest.

He gently stroked my hair and continued to pat my back, offering comfort. Eventually, I cried myself to sleep in his arms, exhausted.