His Bride: Being the mafia’s princess

Lillian walked into the kitchen and straight to the refrigerator as she took a bottle of water and a glass. The surrounding maids bowed in respect, and she just waved them off, strolling freely out of the kitchen when she was done.

To say she was just bored, would be an understatement. Yet, she still couldn’t find the perfect word to describe how bored she was. There was no one else in the house except for she and the maids, well, that was what she knew.

From what she knew, everyone had gone on the mission, but she also wondered if Don had gone with them.

“Argh.” She shrieked out, suddenly bumping into someone.

Her eyes shut close as she expected to be rolling off the stairs and landing on the ground in a pool of blood or a broken body, but fortunately, she wasn’t. Instead, she felt her body bent and pushed into a hard but satisfying surface.

She tried to sneak a peek and her two eyes flew open in shock immediately. She tried to say a word, but her voice failed her.

Don was holding her firmly on the waist, preventing her from falling. She gulped down nothing as her eyes stared deep into his eyes. It was gray, something she was just noticing for the first time.

Her eyes subconsciously moved to his lips, and she gulped down nothing again. How she badly wished to have a taste right now!

As if once in a trance, Don released his hold on her and made sure she was standing well on the staircase.

“Watch where you go next time.” He muttered before walking away, and Rex followed suit after flashing her a smile. He was behind his boss the whole time.

Lillian turned to stare at Don’s back figure until he walked completely out of the house.

“What just happened?” She mumbled to her herself with a small smile.

Did he just hold her?

Oh, goodness!

She lifted her gaze to stare at the route he had taken, and badly wished she could run to him right now and give him a back hug. At least, if not for anything else, it should be for saving her.

She chuckled, wiping off the thought away from her mind and turned back to go to her room, but she halted almost immediately. An angry Eva was standing in front of her with her two hands placed on both the sides of her waist. She looked like she would blow up any moment from now.

Lillian’s smile slowly faded away, and she sucked in her breath, proceeding to walk past her, but Eva dragged her back by the wrist and landed a slap on her cheek.

She staggered backwards as her hands went directly to her cheek to hold it. She lifted her gaze to her immediately and didn’t even know when the tears began to fall.

“Who the hell do you think you are?” Eva half yelled in a harsh glare.

“You just slapped me, what for?” Lillian questioned, blinking back her tears.

“How dare you get so close to my man? How dare you let him hold you by the waist? Huh?” Eva threw harsh questions at her, breathing when she finished.

“I’ve told you this before, that he was mine, and you don’t have a place with him, not now or ever!” She yelled out again.

“Did you just hit me for that?” Lillian asked, sucking in her breaths.

“Yes. What are you going to do about it?” Eva said daringly, stepping closer to her.

“You know, there is no one to save you from my wrath. Your goddamned savior isn’t here.” She went further to say.

Lillian didn’t know when she got so pissed and retaliated, pushing Eva so hard that she hit her back and screamed hard. Lillian proceeded to hit her face like she had done to her earlier but halted in her steps when Eva released an agonizing groan.

She groaned out again and Lillian thought she was joking, not until she saw bloodstains on her clothes.

“Oh my goodness! My tummy!” She let out in an ear – deafening scream.

Lillian’s eyes grew wide, and she stood still, staring at Eva fall slowly to the floor.

What has she done?

Eva continued to groan until, slowly, she began to drift into unconsciousness and her groans also became faint. Lillian rushed towards her in fear before she could completely fall to the floor.

“Hey!” Lillian said in a panicking voice as she hit her cheeks slightly in repetition, but all that was futile.

Seeing it was not helping matters, she stood up and dashed back downstairs to get help.

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He let out a satisfying dark smile before bringing down the phone from his left and tossed it into his pocket

“Is it done?” Mark asked, raising a brow in curiosity.

“I trust my boys to do a good job.” The man in black replied boastfully, and Mark scoffed out lightly.

“So, what’s the next thing?” Mark queried, resting back on his seat as he folded his hands across his chest.

“Patience.” He replied plainly, earning a weird look from Mark.

“What do you mean, patience?” Mark asked, tilting his head to the side.

“We’ll just have to be patient.” The man replied and stood up, backing Mark.

“I don’t think so.” Mark disagreed.

“I want to make him pay for what he did to me and let him know he isn’t fit to be with the woman I love. So being patient is out of the options.” He continued with a disgruntled look.

“Ruining business worth money is enough for now.” The man in black chipped in with a smirk.

“Well, it isn’t to me. I still want more.” Mark stated.

“There is a party coming up in a few days, and he would definitely be there, so I think we should surprise him.” The man uttered all of a sudden before turning to face Mark.

“What surprise is that?” Mark asked, his gaze becoming suspicious.

“It’s a surprise……. even for you too.” He whispered softly and lifted his glass to take a sip.

Mark heaved a low sigh, staring at him intently from the corner of his eyes. His gaze held so many questions, and one of them was to know the real identity of this man in black.

“So, who are you?” Mark asked out of the blues, a question he had been wanting to ask ever since he met him for the first time.

The man stared back at him for a while before he went to sit in his former position, crossing his legs against each other.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

“You’ll know when it’s time.” He muttered and rested back on his seat as a sinister smile played around his lips.