Bound by Betrayal (The Mafia King Captive Bride)

I was shocked, confused, and couldn’t find the right words to say. Seeing Mason after all this time stirred up a mix of emotions inside me, one which I couldn’t quite comprehend. It’s like my heart and mind are playing a confusing game.

No way! I totally wasn’t expecting them here, this was never the kind of party Mason attends though despite his profession as a medical doctor, we always end up almost every weekend in a nightclub which will crazily be booming with loud music and the smell of vodka. So that’s why I was surprised to see him here…… seems like Olivia might have been the one to drag him here.

But how did she know that I would be coming? There were a lot of questions swirling around my head while looking at the two love birds. Was she here to ridicule me by flashing my ex in front of me? How shameless!!

“Hmmm…… Where is your charming prince?” She scowled, a taunting smirk on her lips as she asked with a raised brow.

I cleared my throat and tried to compose myself, “Olivia……. Why are you here?” I asked instead, ignoring her ridiculous question.

“This is a party, moron, everyone is invited,” she uttered harshly, a fake smile lingering on her face.

But however, I couldn’t help but clear my throat once again and manage to look at Mason, “But this is not your kind of party,” I said, trying to keep my voice firm.

Eventually, I didn’t get to finish when Mason snapped, his face filled with coldness and mocking. “Yes for responsible people but not for whores like you,” he said, his voice dripping with disdain.

And instantly I felt my heart shattered at his words. This is the second time I’ve seen Mason like this. The first time was earlier at his place, and now… here! My gaze quickly snapped to Olivia, who was standing right beside him. “What has she done to him or told him to make him hate me this way?” I murmured in my head, my eyes not leaving hers.

“You think getting married to him is going to make you valuable, well…… don’t forget that I still have the video and the man you have slept with is not Damien. You can fool everyone but not me,” she uttered harshly with a scowl when swirling the glass of wine in her hand.

Fuck……!! I already know where this is going and I fucking regret stopping to have a word with them. We’re in public, I can’t allow her to humiliate me.

“Sorry, but I think I need to leave,” I said politely, not wanting to draw any attention from the crowd. But Olivia was quick to block my path, stopping me from walking away.

“Sorry, huh….” she said with a bitter laugh, “Do fools like you know what sorry means? I bet if you did, you wouldn’t have allowed the man who labored for you to be grieving in pain,” she snarled, and I noticed my palms itching to give her a resounding slap across the face, but I knew deep down that resorting to violence wouldn’t solve anything. Though this is what she wanted, to see more reasons to tag me as a bad girl in public and immediately Damien’s face flashed through my mind. One question chimed in……. I wondered how Damien would respond if I were to react violently, so I held my hand back not wanting to experience any more form of torture from him.

So I was quick to pull my hand back beside me and could only question myself, I couldn’t believe it! How could she do this? She was the one who caused all this mess, so why was she trying to shift the blame onto me? Was this the lie she had fed Mason with?

“Olivia….” I felt my fists clenched tightly, trying my best to calm my nerves. And then, looking at me she burst into mocking laughter, which only fueled my anger. But what completely shattered me was when Mason uttered that one word…

“You still can’t forget, huh? Even after all this time, you’re still wearing the necklace I got for you,” he chuckled, catching Olivia’s attention who immediately stopped laughing and instantly glanced at my neck. I could feel the anger boiling beneath Olivia’s gaze as her eyes fixated on the necklace adorning my neck. And the worst part? I had completely forgotten I was still wearing it.

I swallowed hard as I could feel the pain and embarrassment flooding my face, turning it bright red. All I wanted at that moment was to run away, but my legs felt like they were stuck to the ground, unable to move. The sight of their disgusted and mocking expressions made me wish for the earth to open up and swallow me whole. It was as if I had become the center of their amusement, and I longed for a way to escape the humiliation. Had I known I couldn’t have put on the necklace in the first place.

But unfortunately, it seemed like luck wasn’t on my side because wanting to look away from them, I forcefully turned and my gaze stopped at the hand around Olivia’s waist. I then looked up to see Mason’s hand gently resting on Olivia’s waist, a pang of intense emotion surged through me, causing a lump to form in my throat. I desperately wanted to avert my gaze, to shield myself from the pain, but it felt as if an invisible force held my eyes in place. The sight before me was like a flame, captivating yet agonizing, and I found myself unable to tear my eyes away.

There was this deafening silence around us and after some minutes I couldn’t help but chuckle, feeling the humiliation that I’m sure Mason noticed. I desperately wanted to hide my embarrassment, so I cleared my throat multiple times, attempting to find my voice. But no matter how hard I tried, the words just wouldn’t come out. I mustered up the courage to try again, noticing the smirks playing on their lips. But before I could utter a single word, a deep and captivating voice cut through the tension, interrupting the awkwardness.

“Hmmm… Wify, I have been looking for you,”

We both snapped our heads in the direction of the voice, our eyes widening in shock, especially Olivia’s. I couldn’t help but notice a hint of anger in Mason’s expression, although I wasn’t sure why. But in that moment, a wave of relief washed over me. It was like a weight had been lifted off my shoulders.

“Damien,” I mumbled, a smile hanging on my lips. It was such a pleasant surprise to see him here!Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

He stopped behind me and I could feel his hands gently circling my waist, pulling me closer, his lips grazing my neck and shoulder, he quietly whispered though loud enough for the two to hear, “Where have you been, wifey?” He breathed in my scent, his voice filled with longing.

And that’s when I slowly looked up to stare at their faces, Mason’s face looked flushed and paler and Olivia seemed to be taken aback by the failure of her futile attempts to humiliate me and that’s when I flashed her my megawatt smirk enjoying the look on their faces.