And I made Nickolas 30, if you're wondering how old he is.
Maya: 23
Damon: 22
Sam: 22
Kaden: 26

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"Hey!" I heard from behind me. I turned from my position on the couch to look at Kaden.

I looked at him not saying anything. I almost haven't seen him since Mr. Orsini came here yesterday. He just left right after his boss and didn't come back until an hour ago, which isn't surprising he always disappears when he's not here to terrorize me.

"Come here." He ordered and I gulped not standing. "I said come here, bitch." He yelled making me jump out of my seat. "What the hell is this?" He asked showing me the box of pills in his hand.

I gulped keeping my eyes on them. These were hidden at the back of my underwear drawers.

He doesn't go through my things, except when he suspects me of cheating, which is almost all the time. However, he never checks those drawers. He just checks my purses, clothes, under the bed, even in the kitchen cupboards. 

So what was he doing going through my underwear drawers?

"You've been taking these? Without telling me?" He asked and I moved to the other side of the table. "You're running. Because you know what you did is fucking wrong. You don't want to have kids with me?"

"I... I just didn't think we were ready."

"We never talked about it." He snapped before opening the box and started taking the pills out one by one angrily. "Where the fuck did you even get them?"

I didn't say anything and just watched him empty everything while mumbling incoherent word.

I want children. I've always loved them, but I just can't see myself having a loving family with him.

Not in this environment.

Not with this man standing in front of me.

"Why are you doing this?" He asked. "Why are you always pushing me away? I do everything. I work, I pay for your father's treatment, I'm paying for his debts, I made sure everything was still the same for your family, you ungrateful bitch." He continued moving closer to me. "What do you think will happen if I stop all that? You know I don't have to do it."

He says he is paying for my father's debts, but his company is still in the hands of the bank. So, I really don't why he always says that. And again, my mother doesn't care, as long as she receives her cheque for the house and her clothes, it's all good.

"If you don't want to have a child with me, then you're pretty much useless to me. I can just let all my men have their turn with you, right? You're my thing, aren't you? Your mother practically sold you to me."

I bit the inside of my cheek as my body started shaking at the last sentence, knowing how it may look like. But she didn't sell me to him. She doesn't want to lose her luxury life and wanted me to marry a rich man.

But the word "sell" is a bit too much for me.

"Would you like that?"

"No." I wrapped my arms around myself looking at him with pleading eyes. "Why are you doing this?"

"Because you belong to me. And what the fuck do you mean 'no'? I can share you with whoever the fuck I want?" He raised and I moved back a little. "Come here." He hissed.

I slowly walked up to him and stopped right in front of him.

"This is the last time you're taking this shit, is that understood?"

No.

"Yes."

"You know what you did was wrong, don't you?" He growled as he moved closer invading my personal space.

His arm went around my waist as he pulled me flush against him.

"You like making me angry, don't you? Does it turn you on? You love making me angry." He said before placing his lips on mine as his other went under my skirt and I automatically shut my eyes.

Block him.

Just block him, please.

He slowly wrapped his hand around my throat putting pressure on it before slowly pushing against the wall. I didn't hear anything all I felt was my underwear being torn.

"Answer me! I don't like repeating myself." He snapped pushing me against the table face down. I looked at the center of the table with blurry eyes due to the tears. "You're gonna give me a child, aren't you?"

No.

He pulled my skirt up while grabbing my thighs roughly and my eyes moved to the object in the middle of the table.

Just as he grabbed my hair to pull me back against him, I quickly grabbed the vase in the middle of the table and slammed on his head. The sound of it breaking causing me to let a sob as my hand flew to my mouth.

What did I do?

He's going to kill me.

He groaned taking a step back putting his hands on his head as the vase pieces went on the floor, furiously shaking his head.

I took that opportunity move my trembling body around him and run to the door but he quickly grabbed me again slamming me against the wall again.

"I'll fucking kill you." He growled as he looked at me with dark eyes making the fear take over my body once again, when I noticed blood coming down his forehead.

"I'm sorry!"

"Kaden!" I turned to look at where the voice came and noticed a man, I've never seen before, standing there. "The boss wants to see you." He snapped moving his eyes from Kaden to me.

Kaden cursed under his breath not moving his eyes from me.

"Tell him that I'll be right there." Kaden groaned still glaring at me.

"I don't take orders from you. And he said now." The snapped. "Get your ass out of here."

Kaden let out a small curse before turning to glare at me. "We'll finish this later."

He took a step back and walked away from me, but not after sending a glare toward the man who was still standing by the door. I let my body lean against the wall as I tried to control my breathing furiously wiping my tears away.

When he left, the man turned to look at me.

"Maya?" I looked at him not trying to hide my current emotions. "You okay?" He asked and I nodded not bothering to question how he knows my name. "You should get some sleep. You won't be bothered tonight." He said and walked out without another word.

I won't be bothered tonight?

Of course, I won't be bothered. No one ever comes here.

*** Third Person ***

"You were supposed to pay back everything you owe me this month. And what I see here," He started turning the briefcase toward him. "is worth shit."

"I was supposed to pay ten thousand per month, until it was all complete."

Nickolas nodded leaning back on his seat. "And is that ten thousand?"

Kaden furrowed his eyebrows feigning to be confused and the look on his boss' face only increased his heartbeat. His eyes moved to the money in the briefcase. He knew better than to mess with a man who could wipe out traces of his identity, as if he's never existed.

He has seen it before. They all have. So, it's fair to say that what he says goes, or you're wiped out. Once you get in, death is your only way out.

The fact that he stole merchandise from him and is still alive is a miracle.

A miracle or a complete disaster.

He stole weapons and gave back most of it, but he was stupid enough to think that Nickolas wouldn't know where his merchandise went. He was always nowhere to be seen for most exchanges, but he always knew what comes and goes.

How he does it is not something that should be asked. Just don't do anything stupid.

The fact that he's slowly paying his debt doesn't mean that he would be off the radar. He just draw his attention to himself.

"Are you trying to dupe me?" Nickolas asked when Kaden' eyes didn't move from the briefcase.

"N... No of course not, sir. I'm sorry if I made a mistake when I was counting."

"Where is the remaining of it then?" He asked but Kaden didn't answer just shifted on his seat briefly glancing at Sean. "How much is your mansion worth Kaden?" He questioned with his eyes fixated on him. "What about all your cars?"

"It's n-"

"You owe me too much money to be spending carelessly."

"My wife's father is sick. I also pay for his treatment." He said looking between the two men again.

Nickolas clears his throat lightly at his response. "You must really love her."          

"I do. Her pussy is made from heaven, even if she's an ungrateful bitch." He answered missing the brief look exchanged between the two other men.

"There is a job that will make you repay you debt faster." Nickolas said grabbing a flash from his desk and pushed it his way.

"What job?" Kaden asked with a gulp taking the key.

"I want you to go to Rome for a few weeks for exchanges with the Colombos and the management of one of the warehouses." He said and Kaden furrowed his eyebrow.

"Italy?" He asked but received no answer. "I'm gonna have to tell my wife about it so she can b-"

Nickolas stopped him with a shake of his head. "Maya stays right here."

He clenched his fists beside him. "Boss, I can't leave my wife he-"

"And I said she stays. You're leaving tomorrow. Now get out."

He didn't say anything and clenched and unclenched his fists multiple times before standing up and walking out of the door, closing the door behind him.

As soon as he left, Nickolas turned his gaze to Sean. "So?"

"You were right." His second in command nodded standing up and stood in front of his desk. "He's like a barking dog with her."

"Small dogs always bark louder."

"What do you want me to do?"

"Make sure he doesn't step foot in that house. Not until I say so." He ordered leaning against the chair. "And I want all the men around his property replaced, since they seem to have forgotten who they take orders from."

He nodded and went to the door but stopped before opening it. "You don't even know the woman. Why are you doing this?"

He ignored the question and continued. "Find what doctor takes care of her father."

"Why?"

"This son of a bitch is spending the little money he has on drugs and prostitutes. How can he pay for any type of treatment?"

"Why do you care, Nick?" Sean asked again turning to face his friend.

"Let me know what you find." Nickolas said again ignoring his question before grabbing his phone and standing up. "I'll meet you at the airport for the delivering."