Betrothed To The Ruthless Mafia

SOMEWHERE IN CALIFORNIA, USA.

“I’m glad you could join us for breakfast. And oh, where’s your fiancee?” Samantha asked, stirring the pot of stew on fire. “I can’t wait to see her”

Allen took a deep breath and turned to look at the dining table which was filled with different kinds of dishes his mother had prepared. She was hosting a family celebration for his engagement.

“I’m almost done. Just give me a minute.”

Allen pecked her and walked out of the kitchen. He pulled out his phone once again and checked but still, there was no call or message from her.

Taking a deep breath, he dialed her number for the umpteenth time, hoping he’d get a positive response but It was still the same. Her number was not reachable. He sighed and rubbed his forehead, thinking hard. There was only one question that kept ringing in his mind.

What happened to Rosana?

“Allen honey, it’s time to eat!” Samantha announced from the dining room. “I’ll go get your father”

During breakfast, everyone ate in silence. His parents kept glancing back and forth, silently communicating with their eyes. Allen knew what was going through their minds. He knew they both had questions. Questions he didn’t have answers to and questions he didn’t want them to ask.

“So…” His father, Mr Stanley, started, “Where’s your fiancee, Allen? You said you were bringing her for breakfast today”

“Yes Dad”

“So where is she? I don’t see her sitting in one of these seats or eating the meal your mum prepared with so much effort”

“Oh, Stanley, it was nothing,” Samantha chipped in with a smile. “I just prepared breakfast, that’s all”

“I’m sorry, she couldn’t make it,” Allen replied, dropping his cutleries.” Rosana had to rush back to Italy two days ago. Her father called her back for something important”

“Something like what?” His father asked, earning a glare from his wife. “What? I’m just asking, Sammy, we need to know. What if she never returns? What if she ends up ditching our son for some Italian dude?”

“No, Dad, never! Rosana will never do that. We’ve been together for years and I trust her”

His father sighed and they resumed having breakfast quietly. After helping his mother to clear up the table, he went outside and tried Rosana’s number again. He still got the same response but he was never giving up.

Rosana will return to him, he kept telling himself.

“Honey, are you okay?” Samantha asked and went to stand beside him. She searched his face and saw the lines on his forehead. “Is anything the problem?”

“I don’t know, Mom. It’s been two days and I haven’t heard from her”

“That’s strange” She noted with a frown on her face. “But it’s okay. You said it yourself, she’s gonna come back”

“Yes, she will.” He repeated and leaned closer to peck her cheeks. “I have an important meeting at the office, I gotta go”

Allen walked towards his car and went through his phone once again. What could she be doing in Italy? He wondered. Rosana was not the type who could stay a day without calling or texting him. So what changed? What happened?

An idea popped into his mind and he immediately dialed his Secretary’s number.

“Clear all my schedule for today. And tomorrow… And the next. Whatever George, cancel everything until further notice”

“But Sir… All the meetings are important. The executives just arrived from Korea and Australia”

“Book another flight and send them away. Then book a flight to Italy for me”

“But Sir…” He ended the call.

He was determined to find Rosana. He wouldn’t get all the answers he needed if he remained in California.

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After having lunch, Rosana returned to her room and fell heavily on the bed. She still couldn’t believe that this was her life now. The only time she could leave the room was during breakfast, lunch, and dinner. The rest of the time, she remained in the room, doing nothing.

After her wedding night, Viola had stopped going to see her and she wondered why. She didn’t even have anyone to talk to or keep her company.

“Where is Sergio?” She asked one of the soldiers she met in the hallway.

He bowed. “I am sorry My Lady…”

“Sergio… My… My husband”

“This way.” Rosana followed and soon they arrived at the other end of the mansion. “Wait here!”

She nodded and waited patiently. After a while, the man returned with Alfonso. Rosana quickly recognized him. He was the man who welcomed them when they arrived after the wedding.

“I am sorry My Lady but the Boss is busy. He will send for you later”

“I do not care. I want to see him, right now!” Rosana huffed. She was tired of sitting around and doing nothing. She needed to leave this place. “Take me to him!”

Without waiting for his response, she stomped off to the room and pushed the doors open. Immediately she saw what was going on, she gasped in shock. Once again, a lady knelt before Sergio and was about unbuckling his belt. Aware of the uninvited guest, she paused and turned to glare at the intruder.

Rosana, still in shock, looked up only to meet Sergio’s dark metallic eyes. Her heart started thumping in her chest and she instantly regretted not listening to Alfonso. Now, how would she clear the image of how huge he looked in his trousers from her mind?

“Are you lost, Bambolina?”

“I… I wanted to see you. I…”

“Come closer!” He ordered and she gulped, fear gripping her entire system.

Seeing the deadly look in his eyes, she knew she couldn’t protest or annoy him any further. Instead, she walked towards him with wobbling legs, praying he doesn’t snap her into two.

Sergio looked down at the lady who was still waiting to continue from where she stopped before Rosana barged in. She couldn’t wait for him to take her hard and fast in the mouth, almost tearing up the back of her throat like he used to.

“Leave”

Disappointed, the lady scrambled to her feet and bowed before turning to walk out. Her eyes met with Rosana’s and the latter could tell from the look in her eyes that she was upset. Who was she? Rosana wondered as she walked out of the room. Was she the same lady from the previous night?

“Kneel”

Rosana paused and stared in shock. Surely she had not heard him clearly. “What?!?” He had tucked himself in and that was a relief. At least, he wasn’t planning to make her take the same position the lady had gotten up from.

One minute she was standing and the next, she was shoved hard against the wall with a hand on her throat. “I was trying to take it easy on you, Bambolina. But now, I know you do not like easy. You want hard, you want the demon, you want the beast”

He was choking the life out of her and she could feel herself slipping off. “No, please… Please…” She wheezed and tried to fight his hand off her neck.

“I made a promise to your father that I will not end you. I am trying but I am slowly changing my mind, Bambolina. I do not have enough patience, especially for people who try to go against me”

“Please… Sergio!” She cried, her eyes almost rolling to the back of her head.

He released her harshly and she fell to the ground, coughing out blood. Her heart was almost beating out of her chest and her vision was blurry due to burning tears.

He had almost killed her. She thought and hurriedly filled her lungs with air as tremors jolted through her limbs. Goosebumps covered her skin just thinking about it.

“Get on your knees, Bambolina or I will make you” She immediately rose from the floor and knelt before him. “Take it out”

She wanted to plead but she couldn’t. Instead, she whimpered and did as he instructed. She didn’t wait for his next command because she knew what she was supposed to do. She knew what he wanted.

Her mouth dropped open at the sight of him. He was bigger and harder, and not even compared to Allen’s, she thought. Pushing the thought aside, she started stroking him, expecting to get a reaction from him but didn’t. He just stood stiff like nothing was done to him. When she finally looked up, she found him staring down at her with dark eyes.

“Hai finito di giocare?” [Are you done playing?] He asked and grabbed a fistful of her hair, almost uprooting her scalp. She yelled and felt hot tears brimming her vision.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

When she opened her mouth to take him, she had expected him to go slow and let her adjust to his size. But instead, he drove right in, slamming the back of her throat brutally. Her eyes widened and she ceased to breathe.

He pulled out and barely allowed her to breathe before thrusting back into her mouth, deep and hard. Her gag reflex shot up and she tried to pull away from him but couldn’t. With his hand at the back of her head, almost pulling her hair from its roots and holding her firmly, she couldn’t escape.

He went hard, fast, and deep, fucking her mouth brutally until she passed out and collapsed on the ground.