I softly closed my bedroom door and leaned against it. I stood there for a couple of minutes completely still.

Take a fucking shower, wash the filth off yourself!

His words rang in my head again and again like a broken siren on a loop. Was he that disgusted by me just because I spent the night over at the frat house? I didn't do anything and I know that Liam hadn't done anything to me either.

It hurt to think the way he was looking at me like he hated me like I repulsed him. Swallowing back the swell of nausea, I walked to the closet. I took out a white dress, clean underwear, and a bra.

I desperately needed a shower.

I made my way straight to the bathroom and grimaced the second I saw myself. My hair was all messed up because I slept with incredibly wet hair last night, my mascara was running down my cheek and my lipstick was smudged. I looked like something out of a horror movie.

I took off his coat and the two-piece bikini, and I filled the bathtub with warm water. I climbed into the tub not caring about the water that splashed out of the tub when I got in. I'm too exhausted and my head throbbed every single time I moved.

I scrubbed and washed off my body, and cleaned the smudged makeup. I stepped out of the bathtub and dried myself off with a towel. I changed into clean clothes and sat down at the edge of the bed, I fiddled with my fingers. I didn't want to go to his office, I didn't want to face him or talk to him. For some reason, Nikolai scared me right now.

I knew now what he did for a living, although that didn't really scare me, what scared me was the look on his face when he saw me in bed with Liam. It was anger, disgust, and hostility all warped up together in his eyes, darkening them. 

A knock on the door startled me, I jumped up to my feet and looked at the door.

"Don Niko is expecting you" a faint voice of a maid came from the other side of the door.

With trembling legs, I made my way to the door, unlocked it, and stepped out. The maid was no longer here, she had delivered her message and left. I descended the stairs and in a second I found myself right outside his study.

I turned the doorknob and the door creaked open. Holding my breath I stepped inside, closing the door behind me.

His back was facing me and I was glad I didn't have to look into his poisonous gaze. "Nikolai..."

"You left the house at night," he started and goosebumps rose on my entire body. "You lied to Marco, forged a text, got drunk, you didn't pick up my calls the whole night and then in the fucking morning I find you in bed with some motherfucker..." he turned and I instinctively took a step back.

"I... I just went to a party..." I whispered.

He tilted his head to the side menacingly, I swallowed as I took in the expression on his face. "What the fuck did you just say?"

I wrapped my arms around myself in a way to protect myself. "I said I just went to a party... It's not a big deal, Nikolai"

"Did he fuck you?" He hissed with disgust.

My lips parted in surprise. "Wh---what?" the words come out as a weak breath.

He stalked towards me and I took a few steps back again. "I asked, did he fuck you?!"

Fuck... I have researched and read about it enough to know what he meant by that. He thought that I had sex with Liam. He thought that just because we spent a night together something happened between us.

The muscles in my neck strained as I breathed in. "No..." a mere whisper.

He chuckled darkly like he was mocking me as if he didn't believe me at all. "You want me to believe that?"

He thought that I was lying to him. I was still in my bikini when he saw me in Liam's bed earlier and Liam was still wearing his shorts, how can he say that to me?

"I was clothed----"

He cut me off. "Barely!"

I furrowed my eyebrows. "What?"

"You were barely clothed, Evangeline" his voice was coated with venom.

His words frustrated me. "I WAS WEARING A BIKINI! Just because I spent a night out with my friends doesn't mean that I slept with him or fucked him, as you like to call it!"

His expression turned vicious, the tension hung in the atmosphere, choking me, making me desperate for air. "You better lower that voice, Evangeline. You don't want to find out what I do to people who disrespect me"

I balled my hands with frustration, I was so tired of everyone treating me like I am made of glass. I wasn't a freaking child. I'm eighteen and in the real world, that means I am an adult. I don't need permission to leave my room, or go to a party. Tears pooled in my eyes but I stood my ground. If I acted timidly and accepted whatever order he wanted to give then it will become a routine, he will expect such things from me.  He will expect me to stay quiet and do whatever he says. I wasn't going to allow him to treat me like that.

I nodded disappointedly. "I know why you think like that. Just because I asked you to kiss me; you think I'd ask anyone? You think I am some shameless being---"

He threw the glass tumbler on the wall behind me, it shattered into uncountable pieces. My breath lodged in my throat, and I stared at him unbelievably.

Don Nikolai Costello...

"Nikolai, I'm not a child! Stop treating me like one! I'm an adult, I'm my own person, you don't own me."

His eyes darkened with dry amusement, his mouth set in a hard line. He glanced at the floor as if trying to hide his anger and then looked back into my eyes with newfound darkness in them. A flurry of scattered feelings filtered through me, and my heart seemed to beat a little faster.

His lips slightly turned upward from the corner. "It's been what a few weeks since you went to college? And suddenly you think you are all grown up. If you're an adult, I should treat you like one too. And you're also wrong about one thing, Angel, I do own you"

The sudden shock from his words made my muscles tense, and my lower lips quivered. He said like he meant every single word of it. He can't be serious...

"I owned you the second you stepped into my house. Just like I own everything else in here"

My eyes widened, and my feelings were all over the place. "What am I? A piece of furniture?"

He breathed out a slight laugh mockingly. "If I want you to be, yes..."

I pressed my lips together and glared at him through tear-filled eyes. "I'm leaving!"

"I don't remember dismissing you"

"I don't need your permission"

"That's where you are wrong again, Evangeline. If you know what's best for you, you won't try to leave the room"

I could feel him grinding his teeth together with anger but I was too frustrated myself at this moment to even care. I kept walking to the door and grasped the doorknob, but before I could fully open it, his hand appeared above my head and slammed the door shut.  The sound of the door slamming sent a shudder through me.

I stilled, my hand clutching the doorknob as if it was the only thing that could save me right now. Nikolai had been nothing but sweet, understanding, and nice to me but this was different. He was different, he had been different since the day I had asked him to kiss me.

He leaned closer and I pressed my body into the wooden door. "Since you're all grown up, you don't get the kid gloves anymore"

Nikolai grabbed me and turned me to look at him with such force that I landed on his chest. All the confidence and defiance in me washed away in a second. He didn't look like himself, Nikolai looked like a monster.

I remained silent because I was shaking internally. At his proximity, his twisted rage, and the realization that I was trapped here and couldn't escape unless he let me go.

"You wanna be a big girl? You want people to take you seriously? You want me to take you seriously?" he asked, tugging me closer.

I whimpered as I tried to cower away from him, I placed my fists on his chest and pushed him back, away from me. But all of my struggles were in vain, my strength was nothing compared to his.

"Let me show you what I do to people who I fucking take seriously!"

With his vice-like grip on my one arm, he dragged me out of his study. Tears streamed down my face, I was scared, my breathing was uneven, and my heart hammered against the ribcage.

"Nikolai, please, stop, I'm sorry!" I cried but that made him drag me around even more roughly. "I won't do it again, I will listen to you. I will ask for your permission next time!"

I didn't know where he was taking me as he strode out of the mansion. I tried to pull my arm out of his grip relentlessly but it only seemed to make him even more furious. Tears rained down my face and through my blurry vision I saw Scott leaning against a car, he straightened up as he saw me and Nikolai, his eyebrows furrowed. Everyone else seemed to ignore what was happening, I don't know if it was because they were scared of Nikolai or if all this was a typical Sunday for them. 

He went to the back of his estate and stopped in front of a small garden shed. He opened the door and walked in, dragging me behind him. It had some tools hanging on the walls, a work table, and some other things I didn't know what they were.

He pushed an empty broken-down shelf aside and punched in the code. A secret red door was revealed from behind the wall. My stomach sank, and I shook my head too afraid to do or say anything.

"Nikolai, please..."

The door led straight to a staircase, he descended the stairs and I followed behind him, because of his grip on my upper arm. The staircase ended up in a clean, underground tunnel. My legs shook and I sobbed even harder.

"Please, stop, please, I'm scared..."

A dry breath of amusement left his lips. "You weren't scared of me a few seconds ago"

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, please Nikolai, what has gotten into you?!"

"One rule, Evangeline, I told you one fucking simple rule and you chose to fucking spent the night with some fucking guy!"

"Please, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry!"

The one big tunnel was divided into more tunnels, I had never seen anything like that in my life before. He entered the second tunnel and opened the first room to the left.

All of a sudden, he threw me into a dark room, and my knees collided with the hard concrete floor. I panicked as I looked around the darkness in the room and then I saw Nikolai standing tall in the doorway.

"You disrespected me in my own home, Evangeline. I don't fucking tolerate that"

"No, please, Nikolai, I'm so sorry, please," I sobbed.

"And when you get out of here, you are not going back to college"

"No!" I yelled out before Nikolai shut the door and locked me in.

The room turned silent, way too silent. The kind of silence where I could even hear my heartbeat. The darkness made me reel, I staggered and my back touched the wall. The thud resonated throughout the room multiple times making me cower away with fear. I whimpered and even that lingered in the room for a few minutes.

I slid down the wall, my knees to my chin. My eyes trying to adapt to the darkness. I missed my parents, I missed my dad. I wanted to go back. I wanted to go back in time and stay in my room forever, never leaving.

The room was suffocating and mind-numbing. I'm gonna die in here. Maybe, I am already dead. Darkness consumed me, I could hear the sounds of my breath falling back on my ears again and again and it annoyed me to the point I wanted to scream, I wanted to pull my hair out.

I know it's been only a few minutes since he threw me into this dark room but I don't think I can take it anymore as I felt myself drifting to the floor, my limbs went completely numb and I almost lost consciousness.

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A/N

Phew!

Niko snapped!

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