Chained By A Possessive Mafia's Love novel Chapter 7

Anna's POV

He slipped it out and I looked at him with an are-you-kidding-me look, and he looked embarrassed knowing that I didn't trust him, and yeah, he broke many promises he once made to me.

This man was once the person I loved even more than my own life, but today he was the person I hated the most. I never dreamt that I would meet him after five long years, but life was extraordinary. We didn't know what would happen on the next turn.

"Anna, I am sorry, love. I never wanted to break my promise, but I was helpless. Believe me, I didn't break my promise. It was on hold for a little longer. See, you are sitting in front of me, so that means I didn't break my promise."

Blaze looked at me and said as if he was the most miserable person in the world.

I looked at him and said, "Blaze, I just want my answer. I need nothing more from you," I said, expressionless. I was not that sassy girl anymore.

He sighed. "Okay, then eat," he said to me, knowing that I wouldn't listen to him even if he swore to God right now.

I shrugged my shoulders. This stubborn cow's head was persistent.

I looked at my plate and told myself to dig in five minutes before because the answer was more important than my food, and time was more precious than my speed.

I held the spoon and ate as if I was hungry for a year. My mouth was full. I didn't have any space left in my mouth, not even for air. I looked at Blaze for a second of a belief. His mouth was wide open. He might think I was some refugee who didn't get to eat for a long time.

But I rolled my eyes and was still eating until I wiped the food out from the plate all by myself. Only then I looked at him and said, "Now tell me how I got here, why I am here, and when I can go back." Every word that came from my mouth was firm and cold, deadly serious.

I didn't blink when I was looking at him. "Okay, come with me," Blaze said and stood up from his chair and extended his hand toward me. He thought I would take his hand - fucking no way.

"Lead the way." I stood up but did not take his hand. A disappointment flashed in his eyes.

I was sighing as he started walking toward the stairs. I looked around and tried to remember them because I wanted to run. I needed to know the direction; each one was crucial to me.

He stopped when he came in front of the room, and I woke up from the trance He opened the bedroom door and looked back, saying, "Go inside.''