Kamilla Lopez
I was feeling an immense emptiness grow inside me, I couldn't believe that the man I love is a cruel mobster, titled in the media as a businessman and in the news as king of the underworld. I can't take my eyes off him, I was sad, disappointed, distressed, afraid of him. Nick continued to stand in front of the bathroom door, holding his gaze on me. My conscience cried out asking that it was a mistake, but unfortunately it wasn't, it was real, the message from your device confirmed it, I wanted it to be wrong.
Nick Ross is the king of the underworld, he runs the illegal world, he hurts people, kills, traffics drugs, people and weapons, a true king of the underworld. My mind processes that painful information, I feel nauseous and dizzy, I thought that at any moment I would pass out. Bianca was right, after I met Nick at my old job my life has changed a lot, before I couldn't see it clearly, but now it's different. I see his muscles begin to move, he walks across the room until he is in front of the closet, he slides the door and throws a dress shirt that belongs to me, at that moment I realized that I was naked. After covering my body in I got up from the floor, I saw him put on some sweatpants and dry his hair with the towel.
My breathing started to accelerate, I look at his face, I realize that he was controlling himself, he turned his back on me, approached the window and said:
— So you know....
— My God.... — I whispered nervously.
— Come here!
Automatically my body went rigid, his voice came out as a savage growl ordering me to obey him, but instead of doing, so I pulled farther away.
— Come here, Kamilla!
— Stay away from me!
— Kamilla....
— I don't want you near me!
— Who told you to take my cell phone?
— I didn't need authorization, I should have done it a long time ago.
He took a deep breath and ran a hand through his hair nervously, suddenly he faces me, in hard steps Nick walks towards me, scared I walked away even more.
— Stay away from me!
— Little doll....
— How can you do that? You lied to me....
— I never lied to you, I just never told you.
— Do you think I shouldn't know?
— That was none of your business.
— You pretended to be someone you're not.
— That's where you're wrong, what did you see on my phone?
— Enough, Ross, or shall I call you king of the underworld?
— In the organization I'm king of the underworld, outside of it I'm manager Nick Ross.
— My God.... — I mutter in tears. — You're a mobster.
— It doesn't change anything between the two of us.
— Of course it changes, it changes everything.
—Believe me, when I say it doesn't change, it's because it really doesn't change, you're mine now!
— No, I'm not yours anymore, it's over!
I see his eyes transfigured with anger, he advances towards me with a serious and dangerous expression, without the possibility of moving further away, Nick grabbed my arm and immobilized me in his body, with that, he spoke with arrogance and danger:
— You're mine now! Finding out what I didn't tell you don't change our relationship, quite the contrary angel, now welcome to my world, little dove!
Nick forces a kiss crushing my lips, with my hands on his chest I try to let go, I start to struggle, I try to hit him, but Nick was stronger than I.
— You never loved me, you always treated me like a puppet doll.
— Don't say that my girl, I'm crazy about you, you drive me crazy, I love you me beautiful.
Nick leans his forehead against mine, showing desperation in his voice, he squeezes me as if he were going to lose me in his hands. I push him again, succeed, and look at him with eyes blurred with tears. He watches my movements, his expression doesn't change, he doesn't say anything, he doesn't move a muscle, he just watches my movements around the room. I slide the closet door open, from there I remove all my belongings and place them on the bed, then I take the suitcase and put everything inside, as I was only wearing his shirt I wore shorts, I was determined to leave and never come back.
— You know I won't let you out, right?
With everything ready I go towards the door ignoring his words, before touching the doorknob Nick enters in front of me.
— Get out of my way!
— What part of you won't, don't you understand?
He grabs my arm and lifts me up, then throws me onto the bed. I cry again, squeeze my fingers between the sheets.
— Let me go! Let me go!
I feel the mattress sink, his hand rests on my waist and his body moves closer, I hear his low voice close to my ear.
— Mibela, I am incapable of that, you are in my life now.
— I am no longer in your life, this relationship is over, and I resign!
I get up from the bed distancing myself from him, again I grab my belongings and approach the door, Nick continued on the edge of the bed looking at me, he wouldn't stop me. I took a deep breath and left the room, as soon as I went down the stairs, I heard a sleepy and low voice.
— Where is Mom going?
— I'm leaving my love.
— But..... You're coming back, aren't you?
— No, little one, I won't.
I turned my back on him with sadness, my heart was breaking for everything that was happening, Erick will be the one who will suffer the most, it's only been a few hours since he knows about my relationship with his father and I just broke up with him. I will not accept a man like Nick in my vain, I will not submit to being a bandit's wife, a man who considers me only as property, I am more than that, I recognize my worth. I glanced at the door, I saw Erick in his father's arms crying and sobbing, I wanted to go back, kiss and hug both of them, but I can't.
— Stop her Daddy, please, was that something I said?
I wipe my eyes and walk through the entrance hall, outside a drizzle was starting to fall. She was barefoot, shivering and cold. I walk towards the gates, a security guard intervenes and says that I am not allowed to leave.
— Open that goddamn gate!
He was on the phone, I hear Nick's voice asking to release my exit, so I go through the gates and take out my device calling Bianca.
— I hope it's important.
— Can you pick me up at Nick's property?
— What it was? Did something happen?
— It's late, there's no taxi at this time.
— Sure, I'm coming now!
— Thanks. — I let out a low sob.
— Baby boo, what happened?
— Come soon, please.
I end the call and walk along the asphalt, hoping she will come as soon as possible. I looked back, through the large walls I see the window of her room, he was standing in front of her, I averted my eyes and looked ahead, although my mind wants and blames me, I will never go back.