Reign of a Billionaire : A Dark Mafia Enemies-to-Lovers Romance

She pointed her finger and I followed, my eyes roaming the space until I found a stranger standing on his own. My brows furrowed. Why couldn’t I see his face?

“You shouldn’t be looking at him.” Who, I wanted to ask again, but my words wouldn’t form. “Not with all these eyes around,” my sister warned. “If Mother catches you, it’ll be bad. For both of you.”

My brows knitted and I swallowed, the warning unsettling. “You told me to find him.”

“When you’re alone. Not here.”

The whole arena was unsettling, like I was walking through a haze and only parts of the scene were in focus. I shook my head, letting the thought go. Somewhere deep down, I knew she was right, yet my gaze darted back to the person she’d pointed out. There was something about him that seemed to call to me.

“Ghost and Drago are next.” Mother’s announcement echoed through the arena like a deadly whip.

I waited anxiously, watching as the faceless man readied to enter the arena with Drago. Fear slithered through my veins, but I couldn’t understand why I was afraid. I wasn’t the one going into the arena with Drago, a man known for his brutality. I reached out to touch my sister, to feel something real, but I couldn’t seem to close the distance between us.

A movement caught my eye and I locked on Drago’s back. I felt myself moving toward him, my steps so light I wondered if I was floating. All of a sudden, nothing mattered except delaying this fight. I stopped just in front of my mother, making sure to ram my shoulder into the beast.

I barely knocked him off-balance, but he whirled around, his fingers connecting with my neck and tightening into a fist.

My breath hitched and my heart slammed into my throat.

“What—” I gasped. I hadn’t counted on Drago’s vicious nature overruling his fear of my mother.

He snarled, his face hardening. I barely blinked before he slammed my body into the wall. The back of my head hit the cold stone, causing my ears to ring and my vision to blur. It cleared just as quickly.

As my body slid to the floor, he was wrenched off of me. The sound of crunching bones filled the air, followed by a howl.

Drago was sprawled on the filthy ground, groaning painfully as his eyes rolled to the back of his head. A commotion surrounded me, and I brought my hand up to my hair to feel for a cut or bump. Why wasn’t my head hurting? I felt the impact, but somehow I felt nothing.

My sister grabbed me by the elbow. Mother hissed something, although I couldn’t understand a single word.