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Angelo had gotten tired of kneeling, it made him uncomfortable as well so he just laid on his side awkwardly. He wore nothing but the black cotton pants that came with the delivery uniform, they were uncomfortably tight because they used to belong to a woman, and they were also short on him, stopping mid-shin.
He had given up on trying to escape, he had been stripped of all his weapons. It wasn’t like there was a lot left considering how many he expended just to lightly injure Mafia King Nikolai.
Although the room was quiet, Angelo stared right at the door, knowing that it would swing open at any time.
He was usually calm and unflappable at all times but the sensual threat that hung over his head made his heart race, cold sweat dripping down his bare back.
The door eventually opened, and Angelo braced himself. There was no reason to pretend to still be knocked out, his mouth was uncovered, he would face this head on.
Mafia King Nikolai approached smelling like leather and wood notes, wisps of white smoke heralding him like a creature of evil. "Angelo, you’re up."
The casual mention of his name made Angelo flinch, his already pale skin becoming colorless. "What did you do to Silvia?" He demanded, pale green eyes blazing.
There was no reason to keep up pretenses, if he had found out who he was in such a short time, it meant that the Mafia King had gone to Silvia.
Nikolai didn’t reply for a moment, instead, he closed the distance between them, a disturbing smile on his face. It was fascinating to him how Angelo’s eyes went from the surface of a pond to the depths of hell.