Page 37 of Dark Mafia Heir

He sighs as if that’s the dumbest question ever. It could be, and I asked just to piss him off. “Should I let you go on your own so you can run off?”

I scoff and roll my eyes. “For someone who dared to kidnap me from a restaurant both my father and Enzo were at, you’re smart. I give you that.”

“One more thing, you’re going to have new bodyguards from now on. I’ll introduce the two of them after breakfast. They can take you out when I’m unavailable, and you’re not to move around the mansion without them.”

Ice trickles through my veins. Having bodyguards watching me means it’ll be close to impossible to escape this place. I mean, it’s already that with all the bodyguards around and all.

But having personal ones… Oh God. I’ll never be able to leave. I may never see Harper again or get my freedom, not unless Antonio dies.

My chest tightens and I struggle to breathe as my panic surges through me like wildfire. I glare at Antonio, cursing him at the back of my mind and hoping he dies in a very painful way. His death is the only way I can regain my freedom, it’s the only way I’ll truly be happy.

“Bodyguards?” I laugh manically. “More like prison guards. You’re only giving them to me so they can watch me. You want to be sure I don’t escape from here.”

A smug smile creeps up his face, and his eyes darken. “You’re right.

His phone beeps, and he shifts his attention to it, ignoring me completely. He doesn’t notice the way my chest heaves with each breath or the tears welling up in my eyes.

Fine, he can laugh now because it won’t be long before he’ll be breathing his last. And I’ll have a good last laugh while I kill him.

Heck, I might even fuck him before I send him straight to hell.

14

Antonio

Vivienne has been ignoring me since breakfast this morning. She doesn’t like the idea of having bodyguards because she knows too well that I’m trying to keep her from escaping.

I could see right through her last night, and I could tell she’d enraged me on purpose. She’d thought giving me her virginity would be enough to earn my trust, but that is one thing she’ll never have, even if she gives up her life for me.

She is Peter Cole’s daughter, my enemy by nature. I’ll never trust; it’ll snow in hell before I even let her within an inch to my heart.

Sexual attraction and love are two different things. I’ve never felt the latter, and I’m more than certain I will never feel that way for her. No matter what she does or how crazy she drives me.

My heart will never beat faster or fluster for her, no matter how hard it is to keep my eyes off her or the thought of her legs crossed around my waist off my mind.

The driver pulls over at the parking lot of a three-story shopping mall and we both climb out of the car.

Vivienne stares up at the tall, white building towering above us, and her lips curl with a wicked smile. “I’ve heard a lot about this place. Most of the designer companies have a store in this building, am I right?”

I nod.

The place is far away from Peter’s and Salvatore’s territory. No one will recognize her here.

She hisses. “I wonder how many women you’ve been with know this place. Man whore.”

I narrow my eyes on her. “What did you just call me?”

She shrugs. “Nothing. Did you hear me say anything?”

I heard her, but I pretended I didn’t. She’s trying to get on my nerves—she’s good at it. But I won’t let her, not while we’re in public.

“I’ll warn you, though, I’m a big shopper, and I like expensive things,” she says with a lopsided grin before walking away gingerly as if she owns the entire word.

My brow quirks, and a smile curls my lips before I can stop it. No woman has ever dared to warn me or act like this to me, but Vivienne is not just any woman, I suppose. She’s a thorn in my flesh, one that infuriates me deeply yet somehow softens the part of my heart I didn’t even know I possessed.

I should hate her, but I can’t. There’s just something about this woman I find intoxicating. Maybe it’s her fierceness. I’m not too sure yet.

I follow her inside, walking closely beside her as one of the bodyguards leads the way inside. Vivienne is wrong. I only know this place because I’d done a ton of research about the best shopping mall around the city, and this is the result I came up with.

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