The Mafia King's Lethal Obsession

Author Pov

The man standing in front of the mirror checked himself out thoroughly before a small smile appeared on his lips. He sighed shaking his head as a smile didn't fade away.

"Damn I feel sad for the girls outside they are gonna have a breathing problem after seeing this aesthetic piece with no competition at all." He said feeling proud at his godly looks that can make anyone fall on their knees for him.

Suddenly his eyes narrowed slightly but the smile didn't waver. One of his workers standing behind him was holding a box in his hand which has his watch. And what the worker did made him internally excited.

He rolled his eyes at the narcissistic man.

The man having body of a beast size and dark green with a mixture of grey eyes turned to the worker. His smile widened as a dark look started appearing in his gaze. No one dared to look up to see how dark intentions his eyes held.

He walked towards the same worker and grabbed the watch from the box before wearing it.

"Look up." He said making the worker oblige him without wasting a second. As soon as his eyes met the dark devilish ones he understood that he had done a grave mistake.

"M-Master." The guy whimpered when the merciless man in front of him chuckled showing his perfect teeth. He pulled a gun out of his coat and stared at the poor guy who started trembling in fear.

The worker fell on his knees asking for mercy. He knew that his master had seen him rolling his eyes.

"You are annoyed by me right." The devil said with an excited grin. The poor man on his knees shook his head apologizing again and again.

"I didn't mean it master please forgive me." Devil chuckled with a hint of amusement.

"Don't worry I freeing you from being annoyed by me again." With that, his face turned deadly serious as the smile left his lips. And in a second the worker was laying on the ground motionless.

"What a pity," Devil exclaimed making everyone look at him with a trembling gaze. His eyes weren't on the man he just killed but on his shoes.

"My shoes are dirty now. I have to change them." He said walking towards the wardrobe but suddenly stopped. Other workers were about to sigh in relief when he suddenly turned around making them stiffen in their places.

"Uh uh, I forgot to ask." He smiled at his workers before narrowing his eyes at them.

"Do I annoy any one of you? You can tell me I can free you too." He said making everyone fall on their knees loudly denying. Their actions and words satisfied him as he widely smiled at them.

"That's what I thought." With that, he walked towards his wardrobe making everyone sigh in relief even though their bodies didn't stop trembling and they wouldn't till he will be out of the mansion.

Cyrus Sylvester. A notorious yet narcissistic mafia boss in history. He loves praising himself and having power in his hands. He loves having control over the things he wants. No matter if it's human or mere things.

He's not only a ruthless mafia boss but also known as a merciless smiley billionaire as well. Whenever he destroys someone's business or is planning to do something which only evilness can define he always has a sinister smile on his lips.

"Creed you are here finally." The man slightly bowed at his boss after all it's the main rule that Cyrus's father has made to bow at the boss.

"Boss." He said making Cyrus nod soon Creed sighed heavily when his eyes fell on the dead body and blood all over the place. He didn't give a single fuck about the dead man he just didn't want his boss to start bloodshed in the early morning.

Cyrus noticed his gaze and a wide smile of satisfaction appeared on his lips.

"Burn him and don't leave any traces behind. Also, these shoes have his blood burn them too." The man nodded there was no risk of doing such a thing.

After all, Cyrus never appoints anyone as his worker if they have someone waiting for them behind. All of his workers and bodyguards are orphans with no family behind who wanted to run away from poverty. And they know one mistake can send them to hell but also one good job can win million dollars after all if their boss is satisfied he can satisfy them too by rewarding them with more than they have expected.

No one knows that Cyrus is a famous notorious mafia boss. He had kept his bloody world a secret. He is only famous for being a billionaire and having godly looks. He even had a nickname of Greek God of Evilness.

Women would die to be with him on his bed but no one ever dares to go any far. They know better to sign their lives to this devil like a man. They only want his body just like he does and none of them wishes to be with him more than a night.

Except for one woman. Ella is the only woman who never gives up on going in his bed and being a toy in his hands again and again. No matter how many scars he leaves on her skin. No matter how much he hurts her she wouldn't just back away. She just loves his everything.

But she also knows better than to cross Cyrus. She knows the moment he found someone better than her he will throw her out and she will be helpless to do anything. But even after knowing that she's nothing in his eyes she still prays to be only one for him.

Meanwhile

"That's enough." The girl said glaring at the woman in front of her. She just wanted to poke the woman's eyes out.

"I told you I will do anything to bring her back to life. Then why are you kept on poking your nose in her matter." The woman scoffed before walking towards the girl who didn't for once blink while glaring at the woman.

"Because the money you are wasting on her I want it. You are living in this house plus I am the one who took care of you for the past 6 years. That woman is stuck in that bed eating the money that you are supposed to give me." The girl took a deep breath before grabbing the money she saved for herself and slammed it in the woman's hand who rolled her eyes.

"Here. And don't forget from the day I stepped into this house I have given you money for this room, my food and also the electricity and gas I use. So don't you dare to say you took care of me when it's me. Just I who did all for myself." The woman was about to burst on the girl when another woman blocked her way.

"Enough mom. Just stop it. Why are you always behind her tail just let her be." The old woman sighed out in annoyance and went out.

"Aunt you didn't have to." Her aunt looked at her with a small smile.

"I have to. You are my brother's last memory and I will protect you whenever I could." The woman said making the girl smile at her.

She is the only woman in this house who cares for her.

Hazel Astor. A beautiful young girl who had been living in a poverty for the last 6 years when she lost her father in a car accident and her mother went to a coma. It's been 6 years since she started living with her aunt and grandmother.

Her grandmother wants nothing from her as her son married his wife against her will. She never let a chance to insult Hazel go and makes sure to never let her have a second of peace.

She even tried to stop Hazel's mother's medication but Hazel never let her do so. Being only 21 she has done more jobs than any girl could do in her age. She does 4 jobs a day. But still, sometimes she has left no money for herself.

If her aunt wouldn't be with her she had no idea what she would have done. Her aunt is like a pillar who had let her rest her back against her anytime she feels tired giving her new hope to not give up.

Two different people from different worlds. One who wants nothing but a normal life with fewer hardships. And the other who loves hardships and overcoming them with his sinister acts.

Will the devil ever see the light of heaven? Or he's more eager to make the hell he lives in, his heaven.

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Author Pov

Cyrus's face was dead serious as he stared out of the window with the calculative gaze. Creed stood behind him with his usual stone face even though inside he was dreading the reaction of his boss.

Cyrus is known for his smiley face and always being narcissistic but when he becomes serious you need to remember your bad luck has started. And after hearing Creed's words his face turned deadly serious.

"So you mean my grandfather wanted me to marry his friend's son's daughter." He said in his deep husky voice. The was no playfulness or threat in it.

"Yes, but if you don't want to marry her you don't have to," Creed said making Cyrus glare at the glass window.

He knew no one can force him for something he don't want to do. If right now he would want to marry even a peasant no one will dare to even a raise single objection against it.

But that's not how Cyrus's life works. He craves power. Even though having a whole country under his feet he still craves more. He wants more!

Call him greedy because that's what he is. His greed for more power and being invincible kept on increasing day by day. In this world, Cyrus loves only two things. His existence and his bloody world.

Call him psycho because that's what he is. He loves blood especially when it comes out of his enemy's body. He loves seeing life leaving his victim's body in a slow and painful way.

Cyrus if ever respected anyone in his life was his grandfather. He never met his grandmother but his parents had their own share of making a monster like Cyrus. He lives in the world of blood and power and he feels no remorse for being the monster he is.

Cyrus knew he has everything and if he simply ignores his grandfather's last wish before he died no one will dare to question him that why he did that or why didn't he feel bad for ignoring his grandfather's last will?

But the respect he had for his grandfather forced him to question Creed.

"Tell me something about her? Is she pretty?" Creed sighed internally. Really. He didn't ask for her name or what kind of person she is but the first question. Is she fucking pretty? Indeed looks matter to him more than anything.

"I haven't seen her sir but I have heard that she's a hardworking girl who had hardly completed her elementary education. And now she does jobs to handle her mother's medical expenses and ---" His words got interrupted by Cyrus who turned around rolling his eyes.

"Boring." He said walking towards his office table and taking a seat on the chair.

"You know I don't care about all these right. So in the will, it says grandfather wanted me to marry her and live with her for at least 6 months rin order to get to know her right?" Creed nodded his head in affirmation.

"Alright then I live with her for 6 months but before that tell me something I want to hear." He said intertwining his long fingers and resting his elbows on the table before leaning forward staring at Creed with his psychotic gaze.

"Yes boss, her mother has been in a coma for the past 6 years. She can be recovered if she gets good treatment which is really expensive for them. And also her grandmother doesn't like her and is really a greedy woman. She can do anything for money."

Creed completed his words bringing a satisfied smirk on the monster's face. He looked pleased with the information. It was the exact information he needed.

"Hmm seems like grandfather's will isn't that boring now." He mumbled smirking at the man who stared at him with a poker face.

"Alright, then you know what to do right? And prepare a contract marriage for a year." Creed frowned at his words. Cyrus noticed his confusion and smiled evilly at him.

"What's the fun in ending everything so fast? I want her to wait for me. I want her to remember me every time a guy will try to approach her. I want her to stay as my prisoner for a whole year. First 6 months she will live only with the thought of being someone's wife. And the last 6 months she will live in my penthouse. Maybe I could give her good pleasurable 6 months marriage but yeah only if she will be of my standard."

He said making Creed nod his head. He knew Cyrus didn't care about the girl or her problems. He cares or does what he wants. And this time too he was fulfilling his grandfather's will not because he cared for his grandfather's last wish but he was finding fun in all of this for himself.

Creed waited for Cyrus to ask for the girl's name or picture but nothing he didn't even ask what her age is? Creed placed the contract papers in front of him and without reading anything he signed the papers.

The only person Cyrus trust blindly is Creed. Even if he would be standing between two valleys he will close his eyes and follow the direction Creed will tell him that much he trusts him because for him he is the only one he can rely on blindly.

Cyrus was busy with his work when the door of the room got opened revealing the beautiful woman or in simple words his whore.

Cyrus looked up with his cold face as Ella made her way towards him. She stood in front of him making Cyrus check her out. She was only in a skinny negligee. She knew it will make him hard and it did work but what she did before he didn't like. Not even a bit.

He looked up straightly in her eyes with cold and dark eyes making her gulp down.

"What have I told you about entering my office?" He said narrowing his eyes making her eyes widen in realization. She gulped down in fear watching his cold gaze.

Cyrus had instructed her to not enter his office ever. He hates it when someone interrupts him during work. He was never a fan of office fuck. Even if it's in the office of his mansion.

"I-I am sorry master I--- AHH" A loud painful cry ripped out of her throat when Cyrus grabbed his gun and shot a bullet right towards her.

The bullet sliced the side of her arm giving a fresh and burning cut on her revealing arm. She instantly held her arm tearing up.

Her blue eyes looked up in his dark greenish ones who had no remorse for shooting her for such a petty mistake.

He stood up while playing with his gun making her step back. "M-M-Master I ---" Cyrus in a second cornered her against the wall and placed his gun on her lips making her freeze in her place.

"Shhh." He leaned his face down to her level before sliding his gun to her tear-stained cheek. He caressed her cheek with his gun before whispering.

"Do not I repeat do fucking not disobey or ignore my words again. Hmm because next time." He dug the knob of the gun in her chubby cheek making her shut her eyes.

She jumped in her place letting out a shriek when he pulled the trigger but nothing. The gun had only one bullet which he already shot at her.

She snapped her eyes open when he started laughing loudly. His dark laugh echoed in the room as he stepped back. He patted her cheek using the gun.

"Cute. Now get out." She ran out without wasting a second making Cyrus chuckle out.

He again went to his work and didn't even care for the blood that was scattered on the wall. It's not like it was something new.

Suddenly his mind went to the girl who was going to marry him. A small sinister smile appeared on his lips as he stared at the gun placed on the table.

"I am getting a new playtoy. It will be fun to play with you." He mumbled staring at the gun like a psycho.

Meanwhile,

"What did you just say?" Hazel said in pure disbelief. She stared at her grandmother like she had lost her mind.

"You heard me I got a good proposal for you. Your grandfather had betrothed you to his closest friend's grandson. You were two years old that time and at first, I thought that boy might reject you after seeing how ugly you are. But surprisingly he said he wants to marry you."

"You know very well it's not a marriage. It's a deal. A contract. You are not marrying me. You are selling me." Hazel gritted out as tears were blurring her gaze. She never thought her grandmother can stoop so low.

"So what? Tell me so what? You are nothing but a burden on us. You are like a useless burden who does nothing just waste everything and now when we are finally going to have something and you are the reason you still wants to come out useless." Her grandmother ranted out.

The moment the man in a suit came to her and told her the offer. Her greediness took the best control of her senses. She was ready to sell her granddaughter after all she never really wanted to have a granddaughter from that woman.

Hazel stared at the woman with shocked eyes. Even her aunt glared at her mother in disbelief. "Mom that's enough you --"

"Shut up don't you dare to come between us." The old woman snarled at her daughter who looked at her niece with sad eyes.

"It's just a year marriage and 6 months stay with him no big deal. Your one year with him can bring a lot of favor to us." Hazel gritted her teeth feeling a wave of humiliation in her body.

The woman in front of her had made her plans to sell her granddaughter without feeling a little bit of shame. She glared at the woman not ready to give up on her pride like this.

"Listen to me carefully. I will not marry him. I wouldn't let you sell me like a slave. I will not marry him!" Saying that she started walking out of the kitchen and climbing up the stairs. She heard her grandmother calling her but she ignored everything till.

"Wait, Ms. Astor." Hazel stopped on the third stair hearing a deep unfamiliar voice. She turned around only to meet with the cold eyes of a man who looked quite older than her.

"Hello, Ms. I am Carl. Boss has sent me to offer you the contract marriage." Hazel glared at the man before clenching her jaw.

"You can take a leave and tell your boss that I am not going to accept this offer of his. I don't want to marry him." Saying that she turned around to run to her room but froze hearing his next words.

"Don't you want your mother to recover?" Hazel stood on the staircase clutching the handle as the man continued his words.

"Boss is not only offering you a good amount of money but also is ready to offer your mother the best treatment. We will take her to the city and offer her the best treatment. And I can guarantee you she will be recovered sooner than you can imagine."

Hazel's grandmother snickered displeased by the offer of giving treatment to that woman but also felt pleased by the way the man was manipulating the stubborn girl. Her aunt sighed seeing Hazel's expressions. She slowly turned around and looked at the man.

"What do I have to do? What's the meaning of this contract marriage?" She questioned making the man nod his head.

"As soon as you will sign these papers. We will take your mother to the city. And give her the best treatment. Your grandmother will get the promised money as well." Carl said making Hazel drop her head in defeat.

"But for that, you have to be his wife for a year. And the last 6 months of your marriage you will live with him under the same roof." The man said and Hazel understood his words. Indeed he was buying her, doesn't he?

"I want to go with my mother to the city." She said looking at the man who shook his head.

"I am sorry mam but that's not possible. Boss doesn't want to reveal anything to you in the first 6 months. You wouldn't know who he is. what he does. or how he looks in these 6 months." He said making her aunt stare at the man with her jaw dropped. Her grandmother also frowned.

While Hazel again felt humiliated. He was buying her and it was obvious from the conditions the man told her. She blinked the tears back feeling a pang of hurt in her chest. Never in her whole life had she felt this disgusted.

Closing her eyes her mother's face appeared in front of her eyes. And gulping her pride, her self respect down she finally opened her mouth and let out the words which were enough to flip her life upside down.

"I agree. I agree with everything I will marry him."

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Alright so here is the chapter. Next, I will try to update soon.

Author Pov

Mature content ahead

"Ahh." The girl screamed out in pure ecstasy as the man thurst inside her like a maniac. She arched her back again letting out a loud moan letting it reach the man's ears who couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Her hands were tied up above her head as Cyrus hates when someone touches him during sex. He hates feeling anyone's touch on his body no matter if it's during sex or not.

Her continuous moaning and screams were annoying him to no end. He closed his eyes and pulled himself out of her before turning her body around roughly. She gasped out when she was pushed harshly on her stomach.

Cyrus took her underwear from the floor and took a good amount of her hair in his tattooed hand. She cried out in pain when he roughly jerked her head back and shoved the tiny material in her mouth. She was gagged.

Her hands were twisted as well as they were tied up above her head and he turned her around without opening her hands. He pulled her up in a doggy style and slammed himself in her roughly.

She screamed out but it got disappeared into her mouth because of the gag. Cyrus smirked in satisfaction as he didn't hear her annoying screams anymore.

He didn't start with slow thrusts instead went extremely hard on her. He started slamming himself in her like a beast making her whole body jolt up like an electric shock has passed through it.

He kept on increasing the pace of his animalistic thrusts. Her body kept on shaking along with his thrusts. She cried, screamed, and moaned loudly but nothing voiced out because of the gag.

Cyrus hissed under his breath as he threw his head back and felt his climax reaching to him. And with a few more thrusts, he shot his release in the condom.

He took a sharp breath before pulling out of her. He opened his tie which he used to tie her hands. Ella's body fell on the bed shaking uncontrollably. She wasn't able to come down from her high as her body kept on shivering. She pulled the material out of her mouth still shivering badly.

He was hard. Extremely hard on her. Her shivering body started relaxing finally as she was still taking long deep breaths to calm herself.

While Cyrus threw the dirty condom away and went into the bathroom without sparing a glance at her. She finally came down from her high and looked around the room finding no one and it did well in breaking her heart.

What she expected. Did she expect him to help her to relax? Did she think he will hold her and cuddle her? How can he now when he never did it before?

She took a deep breath, taking the clothes and wearing them walking out of the room as she knew her place. Cyrus had instructed her already to never show him her face after the intercourse.

He never likes to sleep with anyone. It's not like she was the first one who had been thrown out after being used by him but she indeed was the first woman to be with him for this long.

And Cyrus kind of also thinks he doesn't need more sluts when he has one who is ready to tolerate his every torture and humiliation with her consent so why not.

Ella knew that's what she is to Cyrus. A whore. Bed warmer. A mere toy of pleasure for him. But she was still not ready to back away. She still wanted him and wasn't ready to give up and understand her worth.

Cyrus walked out of the bathroom and grimaced watching the bed. He called Creed and asked him to get a maid and asked her to change the sheets and also the blanket.

Cyrus doesn't usually fuck her in his room. He always does it in hers. But today he was out of his mind and wanted something. He just wanted something to went his anger out on.

He entered his room and saw Ella there. She told him she wanted more money but he didn't care. He grabbed her and had his way with her on his bed. Which now he regrets he doesn't like to dirty his sheets but well anger took the best control of him.

He asked Creed to pay Ella how she wants after all she's a good fuck and he can't deny she's a good toy to play with as well. She doesn't complain about anything and that's what he wants.

A mute obedient toy who can let him do the fuck he wants. And she was exactly what he wanted in his personal whore.

Meanwhile

Hazel sighed staring at the packed suitcase of hers. It's been two days since she had signed the marriage contract and she knew there was no way for her to run away from it anymore.

She's a married woman. Sounds so foreign to her. A few days ago she was rolling her eyes at her grandmother's tantrums and today she was ready to leave this place. This house. And her previous identity.

She rolled her eyes once again when her grandmother entered her room along with her aunt who sighed sadly.

"Good you have packed. This is your ticket. You're going to the city and here you can rent this place. It's cheap but the job you have to find on your own. Remember to never mention your last name to anyone." She said making Hazel sigh out.

"I don't understand why I have to hide in the city. Why can't I live in my village?" Her grandmother glared at her before slamming the package on the packed suitcase and crossing her arms.

"Because you can't. Everyone here knows that you are married and your husband lives in the city. What will I tell them for the first 6 months huh? People will question me that why my married niece is still here when she should be with her husband? You will go to the city and live there for 6 months and you shouldn't have any contact with your aunt or me. After 6 months you can come here back for only a day and that day your husband will send someone to take you to him. I am not going to answer people's questions just because of you. Now pack up and get ready."

With that, she walked out making her aunt walk closer to her. She gently hugged the girl who had started tearing up.

"Aunt." She whispered nuzzling in her crook. After her mother, her aunt is like a second mother to her. Her aunt was in her late 30s. She was divorced as her husband cheated on her. After that, she started living with her mother.

"Don't listen to her ok. You can call me whenever you wish. I love you, darling." She pulled back and caressed her cheeks.

"But I don't want to go." She said looking down making her aunt sigh out.

" I know love. But I kind of agree with mother. You know how our villagers are. They don't even spare me with their taunts then just imagine how will they make your life harder by questioning you again and again about your husband. It will be better to live away from here." Hazel finally nodded understanding her aunt's words.

They both hugged each other and at last Hazel started her journey to reach the city. She couldn't help but miss her mother. Her so-called Husband had fulfilled his promise and took her mother for the best treatment.

They said even the city hospital's professional doctors suggested them to take her mother out of the country. She can only get better treatment in a foreign country and even though Hazel was hesitant she agreed as she wanted the best for her mother.

She arrived at the city and couldn't help but feel anxiety hitting her badly. She felt so nervous in a completely different place. She walked towards the place her grandmother told her about as she didn't want to waste money on the bus or taxi.

She talked with the landlord and he hardly gave her the place to live in for only two days. She also started searching for a job but had no success. It was hard. Too hard for her to not feel discouraged. She called her aunt and talked with her as well but her grandmother snatched the phone telling her to not call again.

Today the landlord threw her out and she was walking God knows where. She had her small bag of clothes on her shoulder and a handbag. She had changed the suitcase as her clothes weren't much so she decided to carry a passenger bag instead of a suitcase.

And now she thanked God for not bringing the suitcase after all where would she bring it with her. She entered the alley and closed her eyes in pure disappointment.

"Why fate? Just why do you like to always fuck with me? Why?" She mumbled looking at the men standing near the end of the alley. They seems like some drug dealers or robbers.

She took steps back and that was enough to alert them. She cursed under her breath before dashing away from there. She heard them running behind her as she ran as fast as she could even though her passenger bag did well in decreasing her pace.

She had no idea she had entered some abandoned place. It almost looked like a small Forrest to her. But she had no other option. She hid behind the large rock wall and sighed when the men didn't enter the place and ran away from there.

They almost looked scared of entering the place. But why? She frowned and looked around. There was nothing except an abandoned Forrest looking like a garden. Even the wall she was leaning against was extremely dirty and even broke from the side.

She slid down the wall and sat there. She rested her head against the wall and stared in space with sad eyes.

"My husband seems like bad luck to me. From the time I married him nothing's good happening in my life." She said sighed out in distress.

She searched the phone in her pocket and then closed her eyes seeing the condition of it. It was broken. She had no idea how but maybe when she fell while entering this garden then it happened.

She had no idea how long she tried to make her phone work but nothing worked and she gave up. She decided to sleep here for some time after all it was daytime. A few hours of sleep wouldn't hurt.

She fell asleep in seconds and woke up hearing the weird sound of someone screaming and begging. She blinked rubbing her eyes before frowning.

"I b-beg you j-just kill m-me I c-can't take t-this anymore." She flinched hearing the voice. She turned her head and peaked through the broken wall.

Her eyes only saw the wrist of the man who had a gun pointed at the man laying on the floor almost dead. Hazel covered her lips as her eyes widened watching the bloodied state of the man.

She witnessed the bracelet dangling on the wrist of the man who chuckled at the whimpering man. And in a second gunshot echoed in the empty place. Colour drained out of her face when she witnessed the murder.

She moved away from the wall and stayed behind it without making a sound. She knew she can't do anything till they are here. She needs to report this and get out of here. But before that, she needs to make sure they are gone.

She stayed standing and trembling a little behind a wall till she heard.

"I want the person behind the wall dead." Her eyes widened as a small scream left her throat when the man shot a bullet right on the wall making her leave her bags there and run for her life.

Cyrus narrowed his eyes watching the girl running away. He was killing a man and that girl witnessed it. Poor her. She shouldn't have been here. And he never leaves any doubt behind so now she has to die.

His men went for her hunt while he walked towards his mansion without any care about that girl. He knew his men will catch her eventually.

While Hazel ran like a maniac. Tears were dripping down her eyes like a river. She is scared out of her wits but she can't let her body give in otherwise she will be killed for no reason.

Suddenly her eyes fell on a vast mansion. It was situated in completely a different place. It was built at the end of that scary garden. She without thinking anything ran towards the mansion when she heard the noise of men running.

She had no idea in whose mansion she was entering. The back gate of the mansion was open so she entered the mansion and ran towards the door.

She knocked on the door like a manic and it got slammed open by an old woman who was in a maid attire. Her gaze soften a little when it fell on her tear-stained face.

"Mam please help me." She begged but the maid was helpless how can she let her enter when she knows her master will kill her for letting an intruder enter the mansion.

"Please I beg you." The woman finally gave up and helped her in closing the door. Hazel was trembling like a leaf as the woman helped her in.

The woman stopped right away gulping hard when the familiar green-grey eyes met with her. They were narrowed at the woman and the trembling girl.

"M-Master. This girl---"

"Shhh." Cyrus' voice made the trembling girl lookup. Her beautiful emerald eyes met his. He was in a tight grey shirt and sweatpants.

He moved his head to the side a little as he stared at the girl with his intense gaze. Hazel couldn't help but cry even more. She was already so scared and this man was adding to her horror.

He walked towards her and looked at the maid who was looking down in fear.

"Go and bring a glass of water." The maid almost ran away at his order.

Cyrus stared at the girl with his cold greenish-grey eyes making her hick-up. She flinched back a little and he leaned his body down to her face level watching her tear-stained face with a poker face.

"What happened little girl?" He said raising his eyebrows. Hazel gulped wiping her cheeks with the back of her hoodie making him stare at her more intensely.

"I-I am sorry sir. I didn't mean to disturb you. It's just I was running away from someone and needed a place to hide. It's --" She hicked up as she sobbed a little still not recovering from the fact that she was about to die.

Suddenly side of his lips tilted up as he understood her words. Way more clearly than he should. He suddenly grabbed her dainty arms in his calloused tattooed ones making her flinch and look up at him.

"It's fine. Come here. Sit you need to relax first. Hmm. No one will hurt you." Yet he thought as he brought her to the living room and helped her to sit on the couch.

She didn't notice his smirking face or the evil intentions his eyes were screaming. He made her sit on the couch and stood in front of her.

He looked down at her and couldn't help but bite his lower lip. Her slightly trembling body and vulnerable state were doing something to his insane mind. The way her tears tempted him was beyond his imagination.

And what broke him in sweats was her next action. She looked up at him with her doe emerald eyes as he was standing in front of her. She looked so timid. So submissive.

So breakable.

The innocence her face showed played with his beast. The monster in him was provoked by seeing the amount of Innocence and purity her eyes held. He felt bewitched. His beast was triggered by her innocence.

"M-Master." He blinked hearing the voice of his maid. He finally broke out of his fantasy world and looked at the old woman. She extended the glass of water which Cyrus grabbed blankly.

He extended it to Hazel who grabbed it and started drinking it but soon her eyes fell on something which broke her into sweats. Her heart screamed in dread when realization started seeping into her.

Bracelet. It's the same bracelet the killer was wearing.

She gave the glass back to Cyrus but couldn't help the anxiety that hit her. She had such a bad luck. It felt like a deja vu.

From the death she was running away she ran into it instead. She felt like a boomerang. Not wanting to show him her fear she stood and looked at him wiping her tears. Cyrus frowned.

"What happened?" He asked making her fake smile at him.

"I am sorry sir. I didn't mean to enter this house. I just got lost. I should go now. I am sorry." She said whatever came to her mind as she took a step back in fear.

But she didn't know the man in front of her was far cunning than she can imagine. Her only one act of abruptly standing up after seeing his bracelet made him realize. She had recognized him.

"Seal." He smirked when the main door of the mansion got sealed just by his one command not only that but the whole house got sealed. He could see how much she was trembling in fear.

She looked like a little innocent lamb trapped by the giant wolf who was toying with her before attacking her to his fullest.

"Now my lady I am a gentleman I don't like to send my guests back without showing my hospitality. Especially uninvited guests." He said as his smirk widened.

"Just look at you. An epitome of perfection." He said pointing at her from head to toe before creepily darkening his shiny orbs.

"And Perfection is made for only perfection. Which means you're made for a man like me."

This was enough to make her run to the door faster than a hurricane. She ran to the back door and slammed her tiny fists against it. Cyrus did nothing except watch her claw at the door like a kitten she is.

She placed her forehead against the door and burst out in heavy tears. She felt helpless. Why was it happening to her?

Cyrus walked to her and stood behind her making her press herself against the door even more. He leaned closer to her ear and whispered.

"There is no way out now beautiful. You got caught." Hazel felt her head spinning at the thought of dying.

And in a second her eyes rolled back and she blacked out. Cyrus effortlessly held her waist when she fell in his arms. He chuckled staring at her tear-stained face.

It's going to be fun.

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Alright so here is the chapter. Next, I will try to update soon.

Till the next adios.