Betrothed To The Ruthless Mafia

“Rosana!” Munika called out with a fake smile. She was surprised to see her approaching them quietly. “Sei bellissima” [You look so beautiful!]

“Grazie!”

Rosana was dressed in a long black slitted gown that hugged her body perfectly. Her blonde hair was neatly tied to the back, giving her a beautiful look.

“Let’s go!”

She took a deep breath and walked over to him. When she noticed him staring at her with dark metallic eyes, she shivered. Why was he looking at her that way? She wondered. Was her look not up to his taste?

She had not even applied so much makeup. A little powder, eyeshadow, mascara, and red lipstick were all she used for the night. But with the way Sergio was staring at her, she had the urge to run up to her room and wipe everything off.

Why did she even wear make-up? It’s not like she was going on a date with Allen or attending a party. She was going out with Sergio, a man who was more than a devil. A man who could kill without second thoughts or any emotions.

“Ro?” His dark chilling voice broke into her thoughts and she trembled. When she glanced down and saw his outstretched hand, she immediately slipped hers into it. She didn’t want to think of how long she had kept him waiting.

He led her outside the mansion to where a man waited with the door of the limousine ajar. The man bowed and waited for them to get into the car before closing the door behind them.

“Where are we going?” Rosana finally asked when the car pulled out of the estate.

“Somewhere”

She wanted to ask more questions but instead, she took a deep breath and stared at the window. She had so much on her mind. So many things she couldn’t stop thinking about.

Where was Allen? How was he feeling about everything? She wished she had the time to explain everything to him. She wished she had the time to express her undying love for him.

She had broken his heart after all the promises. She couldn’t easily forget the look on his face when she told him to forget her or the tears that had rolled down his cheeks when she told him she did not love him anymore.

Rosana wished she had done things differently. If she had explained everything to him, they would’ve escaped together. But deep down she knew they wouldn’t have made it. Sergio’s men would’ve caught them before they even tried to make a move.

“We have arrived!” The driver announced, breaking into her thoughts. She took a deep breath and looked around. They were now in front of a restaurant.

How long did she black out? She wondered.

Sergio got down from the car first and walked over to open the door for her. Taking his outstretched hand, she alighted from the limousine and together, they started walking towards the restaurant.

Rosana shuddered when she turned and noticed all eyes on her. They were stealing glances and couldn’t look her in the eye because they were all afraid.

“Mr. and Mrs. De Niro!” The owner of the restaurant rushed forward and bowed. “Please, this way!”

Sergio nodded curtly and placed his hand on the small of her back, guiding her forward. She immediately flinched but then she calmed when she realized it was just his hand.

Rosana noticed how everyone in the restaurant lowered their heads as they walked past and felt bad. The sight of Sergio filled everyone with immense fear.

Rosana felt relieved when they were taken to the V. I. P.’s room where they were going to dine alone. At least everyone in the restaurant could continue eating and acting freely without fear.

“You are not eating, Bambolina” Sergio noted and drank from his glass of wine. They had been served the best dishes but Rosana didn’t touch any.

“I cannot eat”

“Would you prefer I eat you instead, hmm?”

Rosana felt her lower region squirming at the sound of that. It brought back memories of the org@sm he had given her some weeks ago. Damn, how could she still remember something like that? She asked herself.

He had given her a mad screaming org@sm in his cell. A place where he tortured and did all manner of inhumane things to people. And she enjoyed it and craved more over the last two weeks. How could she?

She sighed and dropped the fork she was holding. “What do you want from me, Sergio?”

“What can you give to me, Bambolina?”

“Nothing!” She screamed in her head. She couldn’t give him anything. Besides, he had the whole world at his fingertips. So, what did he want with her?

“Your Mom does not like me anyway”

He chuckled dryly. “She is not supposed to like you, Bambolina. You are my wife”

“She does not trust me”

Sergio looked into her blue eyes which had not changed since they got married. They still looked sad, just like the very first time he stared into them after they exchanged their vows.

When he didn’t respond, she added. “You made me hurt Allen”

“One of us was going to do it anyway. I am impressed you made the right choice” He smirked and sipped his wine. “Besides, he had to know you do not belong to him anymore”

“I hate you!” She whispered with teary eyes. “I hate you so much, Sergio De Niro!”

“Sei bello, Bambolina!”

Rosana stared back at him as tears rolled down freely from her eyes. How could he say she looked beautiful when she actually felt bitter and torn apart? She wished she could pick up her penknife and stab him in the chest over and over again.Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

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By the time they got back to the mansion, it was late and Rosana had fallen asleep inside the car. Sergio watched her sleep and quietly carried her into the mansion.

As he climbed up the stairs, the mistress rushed out to welcome him in her red lingerie only to find Rosana sleeping peacefully in his arms. She bit her lips in annoyance and bowed.

“I am ready to serve you, Master!” She announced but didn’t get any response or reaction from him. He walked past her and continued up the stairs until he got to their room.

Carefully, he laid her down and took off her shoes and jewelry. Then he pulled the duvet and covered her body so she wouldn’t catch a cold. As he stood up to walk away, she opened her eyes and mumbled incoherently.

“I hate you!”

“Go to bed, Bambolina!”

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. “Your mother hates me. She… She asked me to run away…”

When he remained quiet, she spoke again. “Good night, Sergio…”

He watched the gentle rise and fall of her chest and then her face. She looked troubled, even in her sleep. When he was sure she had drifted back to sleep, he sat back on the bed and pulled the duvet to cover her properly.

“Goodnight, Bambolina”

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The mistress kept checking the time and waiting for Sergio to go to her. She fisted her hands and began pacing around angrily. What was keeping him? She wondered.

After waiting till 3 A. M, she went to sleep bitterly. It was hard to believe that Sergio had ditched her for his so-called wife. She always thought he would choose her first no matter what, but that seemed to change a lot lately, since he got married to Rosana.

He had stopped deriving pleasure from her body and whenever she presented herself to him, he didn’t take her like he used to. No, she couldn’t accept that, she couldn’t lose him so easily. She had to act and she was going to do that quickly.