Mafia Men: Nikolai's Inferno - Chapter 85: Chapter 85

-Evangeline.
"I love you, E!" B shouted before wrapping her arm tightly around my neck, "HAPPY, HAPPY BIRTHDAY!"
"Thank you, B, I love you more!" I said hugging her back as hard as I could, out of everyone she was the one I loved the most.
We were standing in the middle of a mall, Marco had driven me here after Bianca invited me to shop with her, apparently, she was planning my "surprise" birthday party and I needed the perfect dress to go with the theme of the party.
My only role was to go in and out of the dressing room, changing dresses.
"B, you're killing me!" I groaned as she tightened the strings of the dress from behind.
"You know what? This dress sucks! Take it off!"
A few moments later, a lady entered in a darkest blue short dress, and stars formed in Bianca's eyes.
"This is our one-of-a-kind-"her words were still in her mouth when Bianca squealed and yanked the dress from her hands.
"This is the one! E! This is the one!" she jumped up and down and shove the dress into my hands, "Go on, change into it.'
The dress was beautiful and it fit me perfectly, it was a cut-out dress, it was cut from between my breasts and my waist. There were long, black fingerless gloves to go with it that reached my upper arms.
I went out and showed it to Bianca, twirling before her, showing off how gorgeous my butt looked in that dress.
"I would have fucking married you if weren't married already!"
We bought the dress and a pair of beautiful Louboutins to go with it.
After that, Bianca dropped me home and told me to get ready because she had to go now and check the party arrangements.
I went up to my bedroom dropped my stuff onto the bed and immediately pulled out my cell phone. Hoping to get a single text, a single freaking text from that damned man that I had married. Disappointment settled in my belly as I saw no texts or calls from him.
I shook my head and threw my cell phone back onto the bed. I went to the bathroom and took a shower. Bianca had sent a makeup artist to get me ready for the party because she hates my amateur makeup.
She did her magic, putting dark makeup all over my face, and loosely curling my long hair. I put on my dress and the gloves and lastly wore the Louboutins.
I shot a text to Bianca and went downstairs to get to the party. Marco knew where it was and obviously, he was the one who was going to drive me there.
"How do I look?" I did a twirl as I went outside and saw Marco and Lorenzo talking to one another.
"Horrible, that dress is too short for your age," Marco snapped at me.
See, I told you he liked playing my older brother and recently I think he was turning more into a father figure although he was only ten years older than me.
I rolled my eyes, "There are no age-appropriate dresses, Marco. I'm nineteen, I can wear whatever I want."
Marco grumbled something under his breath, "You're lucky this birthday party is in your husband's nightclub, or else I would have wrapped a blanket around you!"
I released a sudden sigh; tried opening my mouth to speak but no words flowed out. Different thoughts raced through my mind. Was he going to be there? Will I finally see him? he even going to wish me a happy birthday?
"I think you look beautiful, Mrs. Costello," Lorenzo added.
"Thank you, Lorenzo!"
"Get in the car!"
I rolled my eyes and went to sit in the back. Bianca kept texting me the whole ride to the club, asking me when I'll be there.
We arrived at the club in ten minutes. I stepped out and Marco held my hand, tugging me in a different direction. He used a back door to get us in, he walked me to a dark hall and stopped.
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!"
It felt like a hundred voices sang "happy birthday" to me as the lights flicked on. Confetti and balloons blasted through the ceiling, raining all over everyone. A birthday song played on the speakers and Bianca
ran up to me as if she hadn't seen me in days and hugged me so hard that she crushed my bones.
"Happy Birthday, Evangeline!"
All of her friends were there, and Katerina was there as well. A huge cake appeared in my view with sparkly candles on top. Everyone once again sang happy birthday to me as I cut the cake. It was a new experience for me, I have never celebrated my birthday, ever. Before it was just the four of us, Mom, Dad, Leo, and me and I was okay with it. It was always the happiest day of my life and today, I had so many people around me. Everyone sang the birthday song for me, the party was huge and I... I couldn't find in myself to be genuinely happy. I tried to be because this could be the last time, I see all of them together like this but there was this one person that I needed the most that weren't here.
I felt lonely, standing between hundreds of people.
Bianca shook the bottle of champagne popping it open and filling the air with it, "LET'S GET THIS PARTY STARTED! MY MAIN BITCH RIGHT HERE" she pointed to me. "TURNED NINETEEN TODAY, LET'S ALL MAKE IT MEMORABLE FOR HER!"
The upbeat music played through the speakers. I danced with Bianca, letting myself loose. We jumped up and down, laughed unnecessarily, and drank till I couldn't stand on my own two feet.
Do you get the feeling when you just enjoying, having a time of your life and then you feel someone's eyes on you? Like someone is constantly watching you? I looked around as I feel the burn at the back of my
head.
I turned and looked all around me. No one was there except for friends and family. From the corner of my eye, I spotted Lorenzo, he was walking down the stairs in the corner.
I pushed past the dancing bodies to get to him. He stilled when he saw me, "You're here, I thought you stayed back home!" I said to him over the loud music.
His mouth opened as he looked back up, I followed his gaze and saw someone standing in the dark at the top of the stairs. It was too dark, I could only make out the silhouette. The shape of his suited body... It
was him or maybe I was just imagining things because I was drunk.
I shook myself out of it, if it was indeed him then I wanted to show him that I didn't care about him too. I grabbed Lorenzo's arm and tugged him along with me.
"Come on, dance with me!" I said to him.
"I don't dance, Mrs. Costello!"
"Evangeline!" I wrapped my arms around his neck and moved side to side to an upbeat song.
His hand went to my waist because I leaned back, and moved my head around. I had no idea what I was doing, I was drunk and too pissed off to care.
"He is going to kill me, Evangeline," Lorenzo said to me.
I smiled, holding his face with both of my hands, "Who is going to kill you?"
"Your husband," saying that he again looked up at the glass windows.
"He's here?" I asked.
"Yes..."
I let out a dry breath and let Lorenzo go. I didn't want to ruin his relationship with Nikolai. Lorenzo respected and loved Nikolai too much for me to just come between them and mess it up. I smiled at Lorenzo.
"Tell him I want to see him..."
"I have been asking him to visit you for a week. He doesn't want to, tonight isn't going to be any different, Evangeline. He doesn't care."
I laughed, cupping his face, "Thank you for always being so honest with me, Lo."
"Always, Mrs. Costello."
"Just stop calling me that. I'm not his wife anymore, alright, I'm just not!"
"Yes, Evangeline"
"Now go on, kill some people, do what you do! Kill my husband for me while you're at it."
"I will not hurt both of you, ever."
I laughed, and the ceiling spun in circles, "Maybe, not kill him but can you hit him, like smacking him hard in the head."
"I will do no such thing."
Someone grabbed me from behind and pulled me away from Lorenzo... Bianca, it was Bianca, her hysterical laughter resounded in my head.
"Where were you, I was looking for you!"
I laughed, "Nikolai is here!" I shouted over the music.
"He is?" another voice asked.
Russian accent....
Katerina...
I smiled at her and pointed to the top floor's glass windows, "There! He is hiding up there somewhere! He is hiding from me because my husband-the great and fearless Nikolai Costello is afraid of his wife. He
can't fucking look me in the eyes, that's how much he is scared of me. Fuck him," I looked up at the glass windows and shouted, "FUCK YOU, NIKOLAI! YOU FUCKING COWARD!"
Bianca's eyes widened, and she immediately placed a hand over my mouth, stopping me, "How much did you drink, E?!" she shrieked.
I slapped her hand away from my mouth, "So much, so damn much, B, because I don't care anymore. I don't care about him, his rules, his fuck-" she again slapped a hand over my mouth and I slapped it away
again.
The music stopped playing, everyone was dead silent. Only my voice resounded in the air.
I laughed, "You know, Katerina, you can have him now. I don't care, you have my blessing!" I beamed up, "You can keep the coward who can't face a girl half his size."
"Evangeline, I didn't-"I cut her off.
"Do you know the only time he feels like a fucking man is when he is fucking me and choking me in bed; when I'm helpless and lying underneath him and I can't fight back. I'm sure that makes him feel big and manly. Screw him," I looked up and again screamed. "SCREW YOU, YOU FUCKER! YOU FUCKING COWARD, NIKOLAI COSTELLO!"
Everyone was staring at me. Bianca and Katerina looked like they were about to pass out. Their faces went pale with fear but I didn't care, I wasn't afraid of him. I never was. I know he hates it when I curse, and
every time I said a big curse word I felt better and better. Take that, you piece of shit!
"Scott, of course!" I laughed, holding my stomach, "That coward can't face me, so, he sent his little doggy. Little Scotty always doing what Don Nikoral Co to wants him to do. You're like his pet, like a loyal
little bulldog that would do anything to lick his boots."
"You're fucking dead..." he sneered as he approached me.
"What's the worse he could do? Kill me?" I pushed his pitbull back.
"Bianca!" Scott's chest heaved up and down so fast that it looked like his chest will explode at any given second, "Take her out of here before I fucking put a bullet in her head."
Bianca came by me in a flash, she grabbed me by my waist and pulled me back, "E, please, stop it, please, let's just go..."
I didn't do anything, I didn't say anything. I just glared Scott in the eyes, not breaking eye contact, not even for a second as Bianca and Lorenzo dragged me out of the club.
Once we were outside, Lorenzo shoved me into the backseat of the car and Bianca slid into the backseat with me, holding me because I couldn't even hold myself up. "What have you done? What have you done, Evangeline?!" she screamed at me, I could see tears building in her eyes.
"You're fucking dead!" Marco shouted at me from the front seat, "You stupid, stupid girl!"
My chin trembled, I placed a hand over my chest because it hurt so much that I could physically feel the pain in my heart. A flood of tears burst out of me as I threw myself into Bianca's arms.
"I hate him, B, I hate him so much..."