Taken By The Mafia Lord

“Finally,” Draco announced happily, finally moving away from her side and Mimi was able to exhale the breath she had been holding in.

He came.

Victor really came? Mimi found it hard to believe. She was not stupid enough to think Victor came because he liked her or something, he must be here to rescue her because he loves playing the hero – just like he rescued her from Charlie – and to secure his food source.

Mimi watched as one of Draco’s men went to stop Victor, probably to commence a search on him for any weapon he might have on him secretly. He blocked Victor’s way and placed a hand on his chest to stop him from moving further and that was when it happened.

With stunning quickness, Victor grabbed the hand resting on his chest and squeezed it hard in a weird angle and all they heard next was the cracking of bones and the man howling in pain while holding his broken hand.

“Never you lay your filthy hands on me,” Victor said coldly, Mimi shivered from the chair where she was seated. She could finally see why she couldn’t read Victor because his eyes were filled with a crazed bloodlust to hurt someone.

Mimi gulped, was all of this for her?

“Draco, release her now!” Victor growled, striding towards him fearlessly like a bull charging at its target after the red flag was waved.

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“Ah-ah, not so fast!” Draco warned him, pulling out a gun that he focused on Mimi’s head and Victor halted instantly. Even he knew one can never outrun a bullet.

Mimi’s breath hitched as soon as she stared at the muzzle of the gun against her head. Just a pull and she was dead. Didn’t the man say he wouldn’t hurt her?

But a look at Victor and Mimi understood why he was doing this? Victor needed to calm down and Draco probably thought this was the best method to do so if only he knew Victor looked like he would tear him apart from limb to limb.

That thought excited yet chilled Mimi at the same time. She was glad he was here to rescue her but she needed that image of the kind, funny Victor in her head to be preserved. She didn’t want to see the monstrous side of him – that he was barely reining in.

“I told you she wouldn’t be hurt,” Draco said, attempting to calm him as well. He must have sensed the killing intent from Victor.

But Victor didn’t trust the credibility of his words and turned to Mimi instead with concern, “Are you okay? Did he hurt you in any way?”

Mimi quickly shook her head, “No, I’m fine. He didn’t hurt me, so you don’t have to do anything,” Like fighting two armed men all by yourself – the third man was slightly handicapped – with no weapon of your own.

“Good.” Victor turned to Draco, “Now, let her go, and we can talk. After all, you have me now. ” he told Draco who withdrew the gun from her.

Mimi breathed slowly.

If she survives this, she’s never associating with these people ever again. Not even Victor!

“No, no,” Draco gestured, “That’s not how it’s going to work, Victor. I’m the one in control and you’re here to pay for your sins,” He reminded him.

“So your ego is still bruised since the past year because I slept with your favorite? How fickle you are, Draco. You should have just tagged your harem so I could identify them,” Victor added more salt to the injury.

Mimi facepalmed mentally, what the hell was Victor doing? He was feeding fuel to the inferno, this bastard!

As expected, Draco’s face distorted with anger, “You!”

But he seemed to get himself at the last minute because he smiled slyly and that sent chills down Mimi’s spine. She didn’t like that malevolent expression.

“An eye for an eye,” He turned to Mimi, she gulped, “She said she’s not your girlfriend, but she must be your favorite for you to have run all the way here. So why don’t I spend the night with her as well and we can call it quits,” He suggested cheekily.

“Oh no,” Mimi was not comfortable with the fact she was being treated like a commodity here. She was not even related to Victor, why was she being involved in this crazy man’s vengeance.

But Victor lost his calm, stepping towards them once again, “You would not dare lay a hand....”

Draco’s other underlings held a gun against Mimi’s head once more warning him not to step closer. .

Victor released a string of profanity. He hated being threatened.

Mimi did not doubt that this meeting would have turned bloody if she wasn’t being held hostage. Perhaps that was the reason Draco wanted her as an audience because the hold she had on Victor would overcome his rage.

“Fine,” Victor gritted his teeth, “What do you want?”

Draco released that sleazy smile that revealed he finally got Victor where he wanted him. He went towards him till they were standing face to face.

The corner of his lips raised, “What do you think, if not to beat the living hell out of you. That would be so satisfying to watch.”

As if on cue, several men began to appear out of the uncompleted building with batons in their hands, each of them ready for a taste of violence.

“No!” Mimi shouted because she heard what they discussed and saw them all. So this was what Draco meant by Victor was going to get hurt.

“Sorry, lady but your opinion is not needed at the moment,” His voice turned serious, “This is a fight between men,”

“You are going to kill him!” Mimi cried out in despair and why wasn’t that stupid Victor saying something.

“No, of course, I won’t kill him. Not unless I want Marcel coming after me and trust me, that is bad for business,” Draco dared to wink at her.

The nerve.

He went on, “But of course, I have a magnanimous heart which is why I’m giving him an option,”

Draco turned to the unsmiling Victor, “Submit yourself and let me beat the daylight out of you or happily surrender your favorite woman to me for a night and this feud between us ends. It’s all up to you now, Victor, to make your choice.”