Entangled With The Mafia Lord

Nicole’s POV.

I rubbed my hands which were starting to get sweaty on my skirt as I neared where Auden said was Nicolas’s room,

Nicolas and I are twins. Nicolas looked like he was four years older than me when he was only just a few minutes older. I stopped outside the door and was about to knock on it but paused with my hand raised up in the air as different thoughts passed through my head.

“What if he doesn’t even want to see me?” I asked myself quietly.

What if he’s only agreeing to seeing me because Auden or Tristan told him of how I was so hurt about the fact that he refused to see me since he got rescued and instead turned away the moment he saw me.

That hurt.

I was his twin for God’s sake.

I decided to get this done and over with. If he doesn’t really wants to see me, I’ll just tell him about dinner and exit his room immediately.

I guess whenever he’s ready, he’d come around and come to me- Aria’s words, not mine.

Aria was surprisingly nice and extremely fun to talk to. I honestly thought she was going to be a snub with how icily beautiful her face appeared but she was the exact opposite. We talked for over three hours this afternoon, she asked me about Auden and I told her a whole lot about him, starting from when I was still a baby till today.Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

I didn’t tell her anything about the mafia lifestyle since I didn’t know if Auden has already explained it all to her or if she only knew a little about it- not like I could even help a whole lot on that aspect when I, myself didn’t even know everything about that lifestyle.

Unlike my twin who has been drawn into that lifestyle fully, I was shoved into the backstage and allowed only a little bits of information about what’s going on which still hurts till date. It’s unfair that I’m always being left out on stuff like that all because I wasn’t a male like them.

A part of me reminded me that they were only looking out for me by keeping me in the dark but I shoved it aside as I remembered how they also lied to me about my twin’s whereabouts.

I pushed my hair away from my face and finally knocked quietly on the door. On getting no reply after a few seconds, I knocked a little harder this time and Nicolas’s deep voice informed me that the door was open.

I pulled on the handle before pushing it open and stepping into the room, the room was almost pitch black except for the small, dim lights on the roof which did nothing to show me who was in the room and who wasn’t.

I’ve never been a fan of the dark since it sometimes leads to panic attacks and anxiety breakouts so I got uneasy after spending just a few seconds here.

I felt my skin prickle as the hairs on my skin all stood up in attention, a small shiver of fear washed all over me and I gasped quietly as I moved my weight from foot to foot as I forced myself to breathe from my mouth since my nose decided to not do its work at that very moment.

The room suddenly brightened as the lights in the room got turned on and I felt my heartbeat quickening before slowing down and going up again. Nicolas was before me in the next instant and I glanced up at him while blinking constantly.

“Hey, hey. Breathe in, and breathe out.” I faintly heard Nicolas say to me just as I watched him lift his hands to my face as he held my cheeks in his cold hands.

I realized at that moment that I wasn’t breathing from my mouth either and with more concentration, I took in a very needed deep breath into my lungs and I felt it expand in my chest just as I puffed it out to take in another deep drag of fresh air until my heartbeat was almost back to normal.

Nicolas must have remembered about my fear of the dark the moment I stepped into the room and had quickly turned on the brighter lights for my benefits. I blinked again when I felt my eyes start to water.

And there I was, thinking my twin doesn’t love me anymore when he was here, trying his best to stop a panic attack from happening.

“Nicole?” Nicolas called out quietly but I instead flung myself into his arms as I squeezed my eyes tight to stop the annoying tears from slipping out. Nicolas’ arms wrapped around me and he pulled me deeply into his arms as he stroked my hair a little the exact way Auden and Tristan do.

I knew the stupid tears was going to fall anyways, which was why I didn’t bother to stop it when the first one managed to slid down my cheeks.

“Hey, I’m sorry.” Nicolas said softly into my hair and I pulled away from his arms and peered up at him while wiping my cheeks with the back of my palms.

“What? Why?” I asked the moment the lump in my throat melted away.

“For not communicating with you since I got rescued, for making you feel unimportant when you really are.” He whispered softly as he glanced away from me for a moment before locking gaze with me once again.

I noticed how sunken his eyes looked in the bright room and how his eyes were clouded. Auden obviously meant it when he told me Nicolas was dealing with something. This sure doesn’t look like anything.

And there I was all these while, thinking different stupid thoughts.