She is the one by Asheslove (mobi reader android TXT) 📖

'No one will be harmed!' dad hissed and stood from his seat, followed by my mother. 

'I don't care if you kill me or not but she is my daughter and as far as I concerned not in any case I am going to give her to you.' Dad's threat hung in the eerie air like a ticking bomb.

Nicolas lips lifted up in an amusing smirk but my eyes didn't miss the way as his jaw was twitching and fingers were digging into the couch.

'She is mine and I will take away what's mine' was all he said sending shivers down my spine making the color of my face fade.

Dad lost it and launched at him in spite of mom trying to hold him back and grabbing his collar landed a hard punch on his face followed by other. Guns clicked and aimed at him. Edward was looking all the scene in anger like will lost his temper in few seconds and burn all of us alive. 

'No' I gasped loudly and immediately pulled my father away from him.

'Get the fuck out of my house you bastard. My daughter is not leaving us and going with you in any case. I know you people very well, you are nothing but a murdering, cut-throat gangster' dad shouted, unfazed by guns aiming at him.

Nicolas lower lip was bleeding from the corner because of the punches dad gave him. He wiped it away with his thumb and smirked looking at it before snapping his finger at his men. They put their guns back in their respective holster. 

'Wrong move Mr. Blackwood'

He said and walking towards me yanked my hand from father's arm and pulled me along with him.

'No, let go off me! I will not go back with you, leave me' I screamed twisting my hand in his hold. I saw my father approaching us in anger but Nicolas nodded to his men who quickly blocked my parent’s way.

'Oh, for sure you will baby' he rasped in my ear and captured my lips in a rough fierce kiss in front of my family. I tried to push him away by hitting and punching his chest with my free hand but nothing affects him. Rather he stiffed under my touch and his hold on my hand tightened. I felt his abs flexing, his skin hot from the thin shirt he was wearing under my hand as I pushed him away with all my efforts.

He grasps my hand which was hitting him continuously and binds both of them at my back in his steel grip and pushed me further into him. His tongue slipped in and roamed inside my mouth exploring the length of every corner sucking the taste of ice-cream from my saliva. He kissed me urgently until he was satisfied he sucked all the sweetness and flavor. After few long seconds he pulled away and released me tugging my lower lip in his teeth. 

'Mmm, sweet baby'.

I looked furiously in his eyes thinking he’s done with his play but there were expressions of discontent on his face and then he murmured against my lips 'kiss me back’.

Instead of obeying his order and kissing him back I took the opportunity and snapped my head away from his lips in other side. A soft chuckle left his throat before his eyes turned dark. With embarrassment I was looking at my parents, tears rolling down my face. This all is happening because of me. 

“Fuck. I fucking missed you and your tantrums. You know I become a mess in these four days. I wasn't this mess ever in my life as much I was without you in these four fuking days, not even when I lend my eyes on you.” he whispered kissing my jaw line.

‘Edward’ he roared, his lips touching my stained wet cheeks and breath tickling my skin. My eyes were fixed on my parents and just then I saw Edward coming to my father with an evil smirk plastered on his face. He was about to punch my father but he ducked and hold his hand saving himself from blow but I knew dad can't fight Edward. Of course he worked in police earlier but his strength is no match in front of these criminals and its been four years since he left that work.

Edward smirked at him and kicked his knee in my fathers abdomen before giving a hard punch on his face. Dad lost his balance and fall on the floor. Mom screamed and cried out, her screams echoing through the walls. 

‘Dad’ I cried. My struggles to get my hands free increased. Nicolas didn’t even put a glance once at them; he was busy inhaling my scent by burring his head in my neck region making random patterns with his nose brushing my skin. 

‘Nicolas, don’t. Don’t hurt my dad, leave him. Please just leave him’ I cried. He lifted his head up and looked in my misty eyes.

'Kiss me back or you know Edward Elena, he'll beat the pulp of your father to death if I wouldn't stop him' and saying this he again captured my lips for a desperate kiss. This time I kissed him back, moving my lips slowly against his fast movement tasting like metal because of his cut lip which was bleeding by my father punches and closed my eyes not daring to look at my parents.

‘Leave my daughter you fucking bastard.’ Dad screamed from the floor.

Nicolas left my lips, his eyes twinkling with satisfaction this time and he let got off my hands. Pushing him away from my front I immediately rushed to my father. We helped him to sit back as I cried touching the side of his face where Edward punched him earlier.

‘I am sorry, dad, I am sorry. This is my fault; I put you all in danger because of me’. I said in quavering voice and wept.

‘It’s not your fault my girl but you should have told us’ dad said grunting from the pain looking at Nicolas.

‘What’s wrong with you bastard. Kill me if you want but I am not going to give my daughter to a fucker like you’ Dad roared.

‘Then I will take her away forcefully, she is mine’

‘Please, forget about me. Forget about me and find yourself another woman, there are plenty. Just leave me and my family, please.’ I whimpered and said between my tears and sobs.

‘Oh, come on, they are not you and I've already told you Elena, I don’t need any woman other than you and after spending one month with you there’s no way I am letting you slip from my hands in this life. About your family, then I don't give any fuck to them. I would must have killed your father after knowing who he is but see, he's still breathing. It’s only because of you he’s still alive baby’ he said hauntingly. ‘but you keep pleading I like it when you beg.” he added.