Nicklaus POV

After scaring her off, I go to take a shower. My mind isn't stable now, that bitch made me so angry. She slapped me, fucking guts of that hideous bitch.

After cooling myself I step out from the shower and dress up for bed. When I recall about her. I go to check on her to the guest room but I find it all empty.

Has she left the house? No no she can't, she can't pass the security. But what if she has?

"MARY! CARLA!" I call the maid.

God, have all of them gone deaf or what!

"Yes sir, you called" One of the maid come running and reply bowing down her head.

"Have you seen Christina anywhere?"

"Yes sir, ma'am rushed out to towards the garden a while ago."

She must be trying to escape. I quickly ran towards the garden.

"Christina! Christina!" I yell her name.

"Sir, any problem?" One of the guard come and asks.

"Yes. Have you let Christian out the gate? Trust me if she has escaped right under you people's  bloody noses, I'll personally take the responsibility to chop your noses off and feed them to the dogs" I dangerously warn.

"No si-sir, no one has left the mansion yet. We all were carefully guarding."

"Then stop me gawking at the ground like a goat and go and search the whole yard. NOW!!!"

Meanwhile I order the maids to search every corner of the mansion.

"Sir, sir ma'am is lying unconscious on the west ground. Please sir come fast." One the guard informs me panting.

I rush to her, seeing her lying on the ground unconsciously makes me feel worried but then it quickly fades away by the anger that is rising in me.

Picking her up in bridal style, I go inside the mansion. I place on the bed of one the guest room, well the room which is just beside mine. I want to keep a keen eyes on her.

Is it so? My inner voice question.

Anyway covering her with the blanket, I leave the room. After tossing like a tennis ball, sleep finally consumes me.

The next morning I wake a little early well, okay okay, I always wake up early. It's that I can't sleep peacefully after what happened to my family, and that because of one single man, Jack fucking Martin.

After being freshen up, I march to Christian's room. Opening the door I see her already been waken up, I throw her the list of her chores she needs to do and once again showing her real worth, I leave the room to dress up for the annual mafia meeting.

I come to the hall and check my watch it's already 10 am and she hasn't come out of her room yet.

Owh yeah, she must be busy admiring the closet, bloody gold digger bitch.

You know that she is innocent. My inner voice snaps.

"Lost in the closet?" I asks hearing the footsteps behind me.

"No, I was actually searching my suitcase and as I couldn't find it so I'd no option but to wear the clothes from the closet." She mumbles in a soft voice.

Turning around I see she wearing the simplest clothes from the ravishing closet. She could have wore something more gorgeous and expensive. But she looks amazing anyway.

See, told you she is innocent. My inner voice again speak up.

Clearing my head, I say, "Tsk tsk. That closet is yours. I can't let my maid wear cheap clothes after all I've a reputation to maintain. And trust me, even if you roam naked no one is gonna look at you. You ugly piece of shit"

Hearing my words, tears are fighting to explode from her eyes. Indeed I humiliated her but that's the plan isn't it, hurting her to infinity.

Yanking her hair, I force her to look up and order to prepare me breakfast. She instantly run to the opposite direction from the kitchen. I wanted to direct her but my rage for revenge stops me right there. The more mistakes she'll make the more merrier. I laugh to myself.

In between my thoughts, the ringing of my phone draw my attention to it.

"Boss, we found Stepheno's right hand man, even after his death, his loyal man was planning to take you down. It's him who made the blast into one of our warehouse." My best man Liam informs me. He has been to my side soon after I takeover dad's position years back. He is in his late 30's but he is the most loyal and active man.

"Finish him off and then call me." I command.

"Yes boss, but what about his daughter? She is just 4 years old and that bloody creep had already killed his wife long back." His voice reflects concern. As you see he once had a loving family but soon it was taken from him, because there is no love and family in this profession.

"Keep her if you want." I mutter in a stern voice and with that I hung up the call. I can't let myself  sound soften after all I'm the leading mafia king.

Now I'm wondering what that good for nothing bitch is doing. I check my wrist watch once again and it's 11:20 am. Sighing I take long strides towards the kitchen. To my surprise she already prepared the breakfast and it is English breakfast. I remember my mom used to make it for me every morning when I was younger. After mom's death I never ate it again. But today she made it.

Why? Does she know? But how? Snapping out of my thoughts I say her not to make all this again irradiatedly.

"I'm- I'm sorry, I- I didn't know your likings and moreover I couldn't find the ingredients for the pancakes batter even. So I made you the English breakfast. I'll keep that in mind next time." She nervously mumbles.

I complain about the food even though if it is delicious. She just bought back my childhood memories. Happy memories. And everything got ruined all because of her fucking bastard of a father. And she is being the bitch doesn't let my temper cool. She is bowing her head down again she is crying.

"Bloody cry baby" I murmurs beneath my breath.

"Listen you useless garbage, I want my foods to be proper and always add a little amount of vodka in my coffee. Don't mistake it again. Today is your first day that's why I'm sparing you. Complete your work according to the list I gave you because I'll personal check everything." I say, before leaving the kitchen.

"Tyler, get the car I'll be leaving now." I call Tyler.

Reaching to my private jet, I enter it. I'm sitting on the seat when a air hostess come to serve me drinks. She is wearing the shortest uniform the in history of the air hostess's uniform. Her shirt barely covers her thighs, she bows down putting her breast full on display.

Ahh... sluts and their seducing.

"If you don't wanna get kicked out from this moving jet, I suggest not to show your face till the flight ends." I warn her in a deep and dangerous tone.

She immediately run off. Now I can be at peace.

After a few hours of flight I reach to Las Vegas. The meeting will be held here. I call my men and order them to make arrangements for the meeting as this time I'm hosting the meeting, every year the mafia leaders all over the world come to this meeting for a small gathering. The purpose of this meeting is to maintain peace between every gang. In the meantime I dial to one of my guards to check upon Christina.

I check the time, it's 6:45 pm. I get ready and head out. By the time I arrive at the hall I see others have start to arrive. At the entrance I hand over the guns and other arms to the guard. It's the rule that everyone has to enter without arms, it's for safety. The talks can get heated easily and to prevent any accident this rule was establish by my grandfather.

"Hey, finally the host has arrived and fashionably late." Mr. Jhonson the leader of German mafia greets me.

After having a little chat with him, I excuse myself to go and get myself a drink.

"Nicklaus, how are you son?" Mr. Mickelson, the mafia leader of Spain asks me.

"Perfectly fine, Sir. How are you and how is the business going?" I ask.

He was my father's close friend. After my dad's death he gave much support. He is a good man.

"All well son, all well. You know, your grandfather was the greatest leader of all time and you're just like him. He would be so proud of you, son and also your father and I'm already very proud." He winks and laugh.

"Thank y..." I'm going to thank him when someone cuts me in.

"Well, of course his father would be proud as he failed to keep such powerful throne." Turning around I find Marvello, the all time rival standing with a smirk playing on his lips.

"Shut up Marvello, no one needs you here." Mr. Mickelson says.

"What, Mickel I was just stating the fact. His father was too weak to be in mafia yet he got it what he didn't deserve all because of nepotism. He was an emotional fool, bloody weak man. But it's good to see his son isn't following his footsteps." He mocks making me boiling with rage. I know he is just trying provoke me but I won't let it happen.

"Well, my father wasn't such underrated like you, Marvello. And if you forgot, you still that scar on your face to remind you how my father defeated you." I spat back.

Sensing the air between us, Mr. Mickelson drag me on the other side and help me to calm down. The rest of the meeting goes on well. But seeing Marvello after such a longtime really piss me off. And Marvello being the fucking bastard, didn't leave any stone unturned to insult my family, especially my dad. But I can't let him win, I've to keep myself cool or I might end up loosing my position.

The meeting has come to an end by 11 at the night. I hop in my jet and go home. As I reach home my eyes goes to Christian, she might have been waiting for me to come home. Seeing her makes me more fuming with anger so I tend to ignore her. Because if I don't, I'll surely end up murdering her now. And I don't wanna give her such easy death.

In silence I've dinner though I ate in the evening but anger makes me hungry, it's an old habit, childish some say but I don't care. I really need to calm down and she being around isn't helping. After eating I go straight to my room without uttering a single word.

I begin to immerse myself into alcohol. After sometime I see a shadow in fornt me but I'm too wasted to identify the person. The figure slow knee down in front me and asks in an angelic voice, "Ar-are you o-okay?"

My vision getting blur and words refuse to come out from my mouth. I keep staring at the figure. Leaning in I touch its cheek, the shivering of the figure doesn't go unnotice by me. I try to look clearly the face and when I finally see who the person is, I'm surprised myself.

It's Christina.

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