Captive Mate BL
Chapter 417: + - 417+

Chapter 417: +Chapter 417+

Angelo toweled his hair dry and stepped back into the bedroom, his hair damp and loose. The change of outfit he had been given was a hoodie and sweatpants, he couldn’t help but be ticked off at how comfortable it was.

He stepped out to find that food had been brought into the bedroom. Mafia King Nikolai didn’t eat, he just drank and tapped away on his laptop.

Angelo hesitated, there was no reason not to eat. If the food was tampered with, that was even better. Maybe he should suggest to the men keeping watch outside his door to put a little poison in his food.

Nikolai didn’t look up when he returned, not until he sat in the seat specifically kept for him. The Mafia King stared at him intently for a while, it made Angelo wonder if the hot water had peeled off his skin.

"Eat up," Nikolai tossed to him, returning to his laptop without saying anything further.

Angelo’s face was expressionless, but there was a storm in his eyes. He had been planning to eat but now that Mafia King Nikolai had told him to, he didn’t want to anymore. "I’ll pass," He muttered.

Nikolai looked up again but there wasn’t any surprise on his facial features, just amusement. He reached out to eat a bite, "It’s clean."

Angelo deflated, defying Mafia King Nikolai would only push the Alpha to keep him around longer. He knew it was clean, and even if it wasn’t clean, it wasn’t like he had anything to fear.

Silently, he picked up the cutlery and ate silently. He was absentminded as he ate, it felt like he was transported to Silvia’s office where he could remain suspended in space. He could just exist, thinking about nothing.

Angelo ate everything out of habit, looking up to find Mafia King Nikolai staring at him.

"Do you want more?" Nikolai offered.

Angelo couldn’t say how long the Mafia King had been watching him eat, but staring at those cold, cruel eyes reminded him of how he was still alive against his wish. He didn’t respond, getting out of the chair and returning to the bed.

Nikolai seemed to take his silence as denial because the Mafia King went back to working. Angelo curled up comfortably on the bed, his arms wrapped around his bony knees.

There was nothing to do as the silence stretched on, so against his wish, he found his gaze straying to the Mafia King in the room with him. Nikolai took up all of the space in the bedroom, it didn’t matter where he looked, it felt like he could still see Mafia King Nikolai out of the corner of his eyes.

The Alpha was focused on the laptop screen, his hooded eyes reflecting the light from the screen. Angelo made no move to break the silence, his eyes drooping. He didn’t hate the silence, and he was less on edge around Mafia King Nikolai. The Alpha had stopped showing twisted interest in a potential sexual partner for him which was the only thing that threatened Angelo.

It was strange, to feel sleepy in his current situation. It really was like he was back in Silvia’s office...

Nikolai rising to his feet caught Angelo’s attention, going on high alert as he watched the Alpha curiously.

"Come with me," Nikolai directed.

"Where to?" Angelo asked coldly, making no move to get off the bed.

"A safe room. I can’t have you jumping out the window again." He explained patiently, waiting.

Angelo still remained curled up, although he knew that defying Mafia King Nikolai wouldn’t get him to where he wanted, it was almost instinctive to do the direct opposite of what he asked.

"I’ll pass." He said flatly, tucking his head in between his knees.

Angelo could only hear his heartbeat in the ensuing silence. He was tense, waiting for what Mafia King Nikolai would do next. He had been so tolerant and accommodating this entire time, it was throwing Angelo off.

He heard footsteps approach but didn’t lift his head, feeling his heartbeat in his throat as he held his breath. When he felt hands on him, his head shot up to see that he was surrounded by Mafia King Nikolai’s men.

"Bring him. If he refuses, knock him out." Nikolai ordered languidly from the doorway, walking out.

Angelo glared up at the person who dared to touch him, moving swiftly to jab them in the throat. The henchman dropped down on one knee, holding his neck while making wheezing sounds like he had a difficult time breathing.

The rest moved swiftly at that, one of the men made a move to knock him out with the butt of the gun but Angelo ducked and shot off the bed like a bullet from a gun.

There were five men in the room including the one he had sent to his knees, and there were more in the hallway. Angelo knew he would be taken to where Nikolai wanted eventually, but that didn’t mean he had to go willingly.

Perhaps underestimating his physique, the men only came one at a time. And by the time he dislocated both shoulders on the third one, they realized that they would all be incapacitated if this went on, so the final two approached him at the same time.

Angelo had his back to a wall, but it didn’t matter because he had no intentions of running. His movements stopped abruptly when electricity arced through his body, making him gasp. As soon as he was immobilized, he was knocked out, his vision going dark.

"He weighs nothing," The man that had knocked Angelo out commented, slinging the Beta’s dead weight over a shoulder.

Dan had been watching everything unfold from the hallway, although the assassin could kill the men with his bare hands, he had gone for non-lethal attacks. It was like a child throwing a tantrum.

He knew a few things about the circumstances of the boss’ pet. He stared at the curtain of inky black hair that nearly touched the ground as he walked behind Jesse, it was good the assassin wanted to die, the boss quickly got bored.

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