Taken By The Mafia Lord

Why was he calling her? Didn’t he want to prolong their fight? Wait a minute, was he calling to apologize? Mimi had been busy in the kitchen when her phone rang in the living room resulting in the missed calls. Well, since he raised the white flag first, she would concede then.

Mimi was about to return his calls when she had a second thought. If she called back, doesn’t it look like she was desperate for his attention?

Moreover, it would seem like she was less mad at him. So no, she would not call back, but Mimi had her phone by her side to answer once he called again.

So she went back to her cooking with the music playing in the background. Her parents had left, as usual, leaving her all alone. Mimi had today to rest and clear her mind of all the craziness happening lately.

When it was done, she served the sandwich on her plate with juice on the other side of the tray while James Brown “I feel good” played on her phone.

Mimi headed to her room, all the while moving her body to the tune of the music. She felt elated today or maybe she was just trying really hard not to think about her problems. She had every reason to be happy today – and thankfully, no one was watching!

Hence, Mimi danced freely – with no care if she got the moves right or wrong. Arianna was the dancer of the family, unfortunately, she wasn’t her. So she would make do with the little moves she knows.

The stairs leading to her room became her playing ground as she leaped playfully while taking care not to drop the tray. Because she didn’t lock the door in the first place, Mimi went in with her back, using her leg to push the door open.

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“Yeah, baby!” Mimi gave a whoop of delight while shaking her booty as the song ended and switched to a party jam. She tossed her hair in the air, blocking her view with the thick strands so even when she whirled around, she didn’t notice the other presence with her.

Her body pulsated with the music and Mimi wanted more, nor could she do that with the tray in her hand. So when Mimi turned to drop the tray on her bed, that was when she finally saw the figure at the far end of the room.

“Aah!” She screamed bloody murder, almost tripping on her feet, and only calmed down in the end when she discovered it was no other person than Victor.

“Seriously?!” Mimi said, her hands on her chest as she tried to stabilize her racing heart. She then focused all thirty thousand-watt glare on Victor, was he for real?

“You do know there is a reason the front door was designed and breaking into someone’s home – friend or not – has serious charges. Although I doubt you’d get prosecuted for that since you guys have power over the law,” She rolled her eyes at the last part. Imagine that the so-called security agents who were supposed to be guarding the civilians were being used by these individuals. It was nice to have power.

Mimi was about to ramble on and on when she discovered something – Victor has not said a word since he arrived here. He just stood in the corner of the room, near the window with his arms crossed over his shoulder while staring at her, unamused.

Knowing his personality, Victor could never come into a place without his presence being noticed. Yeah, he stood out that much due to his bright personality. Sadly, there was nothing bright about the Victor she was staring at right now.

At first, Mimi thought Victor was here because she refused to answer his calls, but there was no trace of anger on his face. Victor didn’t look depressed either, instead, he looked troubled? Anxious even, as if he was about to do something he was about to regret.

At once, Mimi took a step back, the hairs on her back standing on edge. She finally understood that the look was the calm before the storm. Like a panther, Victor was a silent predator.

Without a word, she raced for the door, and he moved at the same time knowing his secret was out – he was here for her. Victor was very fast – faster than she wanted to give him credit for.

Mimi was the closest to the door and opened it, but he slammed it shut with his bare palm. Then he boxed her in, pressing her flat against the door, with her back to him.

“What do you think you’re doing?” Mimi panicked, her heart pounding in her throat. She was scared; she didn’t recognize Victor anymore.

“I’m sorry, but I’ll make it in such a way it doesn’t hurt you,” He said to her.

If Victor had intended to calm Mimi down with those words, it did the opposite because it made her blood spike and her heartbeat quickened.

“What do you intend to do with me?! Let me go this instant, you son of a biscuit!” Mimi howled profanities at him. She should have known not to play with fire and expected not to get hurt.

Mimi thought if she hurt out with Victor, that meant protection from the others – and him. But the reverse was the case now, who knew what they planned to do with her.

“You’d know soon,” Was all Victor told her as he pulled out a handkerchief from his pocket and lifted it to his face.

Mimi’s eyes widened, she didn’t need to be told what he was about to do. He wanted to drug her out.

So she struggled with him, all to no avail. Her strength was no match for Victor who had intentionally been holding back all this while.

Not long after, she was out.

Victor stared down at the limp Mimi in his arms with a deep gaze. He doesn’t know what his headstrong cousin is planning, but if harm comes to Mimi, Elijah would not be the only prick beneath his skin.