Taken By The Mafia Lord

240 The Unexpected Vistor

Victor stood like a moron. He couldn’t say a word; his mouth just opened and closed helplessly. It was obvious that Mimi made up her mind already and he wouldn’t be able to change it. Yet he wanted to try, but then, giving her space might be the best remedy right now.

“If you have nothing else to say, you can leave now. I need my rest,” Mimi said to him when he said nothing else.

For a moment, Mimi thought he would stubbornly stand his ground. But he simply took a deep breath and was heading in the direction of her window when she stopped him.

“Take the door, please,” Mimi told him, “This is broad daylight and any of my neighbors could see you climbing out – I don’t need them sending unnecessary reports to my mother,”

“No problem,” He finally spoke and headed in the direction of the door. Victor stepped out of her room and Mimi followed him to let him out of the house the right way.

They didn’t say a word to each other on the way until he was standing on the threshold and she held the door open for him. Victor turned to her saying, “You don’t have to worry about Arianna, my cousin might be a bastard but he doesn’t lay a hand on women. Moreover, he has a usual soft spot for your friend.” He tried to assure her.

But Mimi was not touched at all, was that supposed to change her opinion of Marcel? He might be treating Arianna well – as Victor claims – but he was a bastard who locked up her friend against her will.

Knowing her well, Arianna valued her freedom the most, and yet that was the one thing she was denied. Mimi didn’t even dare to think of what she must be going through right now. And to think she had once been angry with Arianna for leaving her when in reality, she was going through hell? The realization was devastating to her heart.

“Goodbye,” Victor said, yet didn’t show any sign of moving as if waiting for a response from her. She needs to say a word, anything. He missed her cheerfulness more than this serious demeanor.

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However, when he heard nothing from her after a while, Victor took his leave and Mimi shut the door after him immediately as if she couldn’t stand his presence. But the truth was that she was close to tears and didn’t want him to see her vulnerable.

It was just a few weeks together and Mimi had to say he left a deep impression on her already. As much as he broke her heart, they had good times together as well and Victor did things no one else would do for her.

However, they can’t keep on hurting each other like this, it was better they stopped being friends before it was too late. That was the least they could do to honor the memory of the friendship they once had.

So as soon as he left, Mimi leaned against the walls and let the tears flow. It was quite frustrating to feel anger and loss at the same time. She was mad at him and grieving for what she just lost. Mimi was torn between the two contrasting emotions.

She was able to stop after a while and was about to leave for her room when a knock sounded on her door. Mimi sighed, why can’t Victor let it go? He was making this harder on her.

“Just go away!” She shouted, hoping he would respect her decision. But she knew Victor, he wouldn’t. So it wasn’t surprising when he knocked a second and the third time.

She had to be firm in her decision, Mimi told herself as she hardened her heart. Taking a deep breath, she hurled the door open, “I said, not to bother me....!”

All blood drained from Mimi’s face because it wasn’t Victor standing there but Draco. What kind of nightmare was this? It was like jumping from frying pan to fire.

First Victor and now, him? Not to mention that she has estranged Victor and he wouldn’t be able to save her this time.

Mimi took a step back and was contemplating her next course of action when he said, “Hi,” waving at her.

She blinked, what the hell?

Even though Mimi was scared out of her pants, she didn’t want to show it but rather stood straight with her head raised high.

“What do you want? You do know Victor is not around,” Mimi intentionally called his name, using him as cover.

She tactically hinted at Draco what Victor would do to him if he laid a hand on her in case he was here for vengeance – even though it was kind of impossible now. She and Victor were no longer friends. It was all a ruse.

But Draco said to her surprise, “No, I’m not here to....” He trailed off, looking closely at her this time.

Mimi frowned at his scrutiny, why was he staring at her that way? It made her uncomfortable nor did she like it either – feeling vulnerable in the midst of a predator was not what she wanted.

“What happened to you? Why were you crying?”

“Oh,” Mimi began to wipe around her eye. He noticed.

“It’s nothing,” She sniffed.

“What do you mean it’s nothing? Your eyes are red and swollen. So unless you were peeling a bag of onions, I refuse to believe that.”

Mimi knew he didn’t mean to be comical yet she couldn’t help but want to smile at the idea of her peeling a bag of onions. Well, he just gave an excuse to give her mother if she saw her this way.

“I said it’s nothing and why are you so interested in my well-being out of nowhere?! if I can remember, you had me kidnapped the last time we met.” She didn’t forget to remind him of that.

“Exactly,” He acknowledged his crime to her astonishment and went on, “And that is why I am here. To apologize for my ill behavior.”

“What?”