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The Mafia's Wanted Desires. 86
ASHLEYMy heels were long gone. My feet paddled softly against the cold floor of the hallways that led to where he was taking me. I glanced at him, just like I had been doing since we left the rooftop. His quietness bothered me a lot. I didn't know which was more bugging. The fact that he had been quiet forever or the fact that I couldn't read him and I didn't know what was going on in his head. I think it had to be the two. My eyes darted away from his face to our entwined hands and I squeezed them softly, assuring him without words that I was here with him. He countered every one of my hopes to utter a word when he stopped in front of an onyx-black door that radiated regality. He detached our intertwined hands, wrapping his arms around me and tugging me closer, and then he planted a soft kiss on my lips. He attached his forehead to mine, breathing softly."We could go back, you know…" His voice trailed and a frown automatically made its way to my face. If I wanted to turn back bef
The Mafia's Wanted Desires. 87
ASHLEYGod…Hearing him speak to me since we stepped into this room was more than enough to convince me that he was an entirely different man in this room, but beholding his gaze and having him stand right in front of me, towering over me like a predator that was about to pounce on his last meal, ticked all the boxes of the different shades of him. The dominating aura that had always surrounded him was tainted by something much more feral. Something raw and dark. His eyes burned with a devilish desire that incinerated me from the inside out. The hunger in those green essences was barbaric and it was so stimulating in ways I didn't even know was possible. My legs felt so light in the air, and I knew that at any point in time, I was bound to lose my stance. He was like a god. And holy smoke, he looked so perfect that it brought tears to my eyes. I didn't understand how someone's dark side could be this alluring. I didn't know how his beastly side could be this enthralling. He stood
The Mafia's Wanted Desires. 88
JAXONThe air that filled the room reeked of toxicity, tasting like an acidic element that was enough to gut one's intestines out. I could feel it on my skin and my tongue. Breathing it in, even. But just like all times, it barely gained any ounce of reaction from me. The rancid and pungent smell of the dried blood that was scattered across the fading walls in stripes seemed like any other normal smell to me.I had grown to find it fascinating.But what, however, was beginning to get on my nerves was the lack of cooperation from the man tied upside down a few feet away from me. The familiar black material of his black tee that he was wearing the day we grabbed him at Micah's hideout had been adorned with several holes that were a result of the bloody pocket knife which I was tossing up and down in my hands. The blood that dotted off his body dropped to the floor like tiny raindrops and beneath him, was a pool of his blood which I had taken upon myself to drain out of him if he didn't
The Mafia's Wanted Desires. 89
JAXONI took a swig from my tumbler, staring through the window with my face as blank as a sheet. I appeared calm on the outside, but I was a nerve-wracking mess on the inside. A knock sounded at my door and I heaved a sigh."The door is not locked," I announced, and the door creaked slowly, accompanied by the clicking of heels against the vinyl floor."Good morning, Jaxon." Her bubbly and energetic voice, which was filled with so much enthusiasm, filled the room. I spun around in my swivel chair, my gaze zeroing in on the blonde, who had her hair tied in a high ponytail. Her slim frame was draped in a corporate midi red dress that matched perfectly with the crimson lipstick on her lips.She sauntered forward gracefully like she had the whole world parched on her palms, a bright smile plastered on her face, which had her blue eyes twinkling with softness."Good morning, Kendra." I retorted in a bored tone which sounded so dismissive, but like always, she didn't take it to heart. She s
The Mafia's Wanted Desires. 90
ASHLEY"Baby, you alright in there?!" I yelled out to the man in the bathroom. He had been in there for a while and I knew he wasn't just bathing. He kept the shower running as a decoy, so he could use that time to clear his head. I had been out of the bathroom over ten minutes ago and I was almost done with my skincare routine while he was still hiding in there from God knows what."Yes, Peach. I am fine!" He yelled back and my reflection in the mirror grew red in my cheeks. It beats me how badly he had me wrapped around his fingers because the slightest thing he did earned a shitload of reaction from me. No, it wasn't the first time I was hearing him speak, but he had a way of sounding different every damn time. Before I could stop myself, I was grinning from ear to ear in no time. A sugary giggle emitted from me as I dabbed a generous amount of serum on my face, massaging it into my skin."Come on out, you know you will always look good to me, even if you are covered in soap," I
The Mafia's Wanted Desires. 91
ASHLEYI knew he told me he was fine, but it didn't stop me from casting worried glances in his direction, with every passing second. I sighed in discomfort, wanting to give in to the urge of kicking my ballet flats off my feet and sinking my body onto the bed, refusing to go with him because he clearly wasn't ready.I could tell by several things. The way he stared into nothingness in the mirror as he buttoned up his shirt. His shaky fingers as he missed some of the buttons in the process. The occasional shaky breaths that evaded him now and then. Not to mention the shuffling of his feet.I bet he had even forgotten I was standing behind him."Here, let me help." I threw my sling bag on the bed, walking towards him. I pushed his hands off the buttons, not meeting his eyes. I proceeded to button them properly, making sure not to miss a procession."Baby, I can fix my buttons." He chuckled. A dry, lifeless sound that didn't come out wholeheartedly. I resisted the urge to snort in his
The Mafia's Wanted Desires. 92
MICAHHave you ever just wanted to watch the world burn? Like you want the biggest surge of fire to descend out of nowhere and raze everything in its wake to ashes. Like you want to watch every living thing burn to death, screaming for help while the fire disintegrated them from the inside out, denting their flesh bit by bit until there was nothing left,Other than ashes.Like you want to watch a tsunami clear up everyone all in one sweep. Like you want to watch at the snap of a finger, the world is going void of every living thing. Like you just want to make them suffer and drink to the rhythm of their screams, the symphony…Was that borderline twisted?Yes.Do I want it to happen?I couldn't think of anything better other than making the world suffer for what has been done to me. No, I didn't wait to just let it go. I wanted to exact my revenge on anything and anyone. My anger was like a bottomless pit. An abyss. No matter how much I fed it. It never seemed to get filled up.But I k
The Mafia's Wanted Desires. 93
JAXONEmotions were underrated.They could make or mar you. It was one thing to have control over them and it was another thing to shut them out completely. Our emotions are like windows into our souls. They define us. They make up the essential part of us. And shutting it out only renders us void. Shutting my emotions nulled me completely and I began seeing being emotionless as a form of normalcy.I could barely differentiate between what was real and what wasn't.Of course, there were times when ruthlessness was a necessity. I have had to go through some phases in my life, and looking back now, if I didn't handle it with the right amount of ruthlessness, I wouldn't have scaled through that phase. Being dangerous could be necessary at times, but turning off the ability to feel wasn't a necessity.It's a coping mechanism.From the pain, from the grief, from the anguish, from the torture, from the despair, from the sheer agony.And the funniest thing about a coping mechanism was that
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