Betrothed To The Ruthless Mafia

“Why can’t you let me go? You saw what was done to my Master. He is de@d!”

“And you love it even more,” He answered. Her heart slammed against her ribcage as he started walking leisurely towards her. “You could not even wait to see him thrown away before you tried to escape”

“Yes, because I wanted him dead!” She blurted out as anger flickered in her eyes. “He k*lled everything in me, my body, my heart, and my soul. For the past five years, I lived in pain. You think you know pain until you experience a new one entirely.”

“So yes, I loved it even more. I would live the rest of my life worshipping Don Sergio for ending him in the most brutal and beautiful way. It was satisfying” She paused and wiped tears from her eyes before they could roll down her cheeks. “But I have to escape. If I do not, I will never be free. They will k*ll me!”

The lady had gone through so much hardship and Enzo could easily tell. She had been broken and molded countless times until she became audacious and fearless. She was tough and wasn’t afraid of anything because she had passed through all of it.

“They can only try, Cari? o” Enzo groaned and went to stand an inch away from her. He raised his hand to her face and tucked a careless strand of hair behind her ear. “I will burn them all”

“No… I just want to leave. I do not want to be here anymore!”

“There is only one way out of the Mafia, Cari? o. And that one way is to d? e. Are you ready to do that?” She shook her head negatively and he smiled. “Good. I will protect you and keep you safe. Those motherf*ckers will not come near you”

She slowly shook her head. “One one can protect me except the Don!” Quietly, she stepped away from him and bowed slightly. Then she turned around and walked away.

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Rosana had walked out of the hall to get some fresh air. After watching everything that happened inside, she suddenly felt sick in the stomach and felt like throwing up. She wished she could unsee everything.

Carmencita had warned her not to get too enthusiastic about the outside world. But she had been more concerned about being free. Now that the introduction was over, she could do whatever she wanted and go wherever she wanted. That is the reason she trained hard for months.

“Rosana!” The familiar soft voice called out from behind. It was one she could never forget. “My child!” Aria nodded in tears and threw her arms open. “Yes, my dear. I am here!” Both mother and daughter resided in each other’s arms for a long time before they pulled away. Aria was in tears. Within eight months, she had grown pale and looked sick.

“How have you been? Has he been treating you well? What is he like? Oh, Rosana, answer me!” Aria cried, looking at her daughter over and over again. She couldn’t believe that she was in one piece even after eight months of being married to Sergio. Aria let out a dried laugh. “I have not stayed the past months without worrying, my child. I always prayed for you!” “I could not help it. I already lost a son!” Her words hit Rosana hard, causing tears to roll down her cheeks. “I slept every night and woke up, thinking about you. I should never have let you go” “We did not take part in it. We had proven our loyalty a long time ago” She responded and Rosana arched her brows. “Besides, we were ordered not to take part in it”

“By whom? Sergio?” Aria nodded in response and she stared back in shock. “Why?”

“Come on, Rosana, being his wife comes with a lot of benefits in and outside the Mafia world. It covers your family too.”

Rosana couldn’t believe it.

Did Sergio really order them not to take part in the loyalty test because they were her parents? She always thought he was heartless, she believed it.

“And… And what about him?” Rosana asked and gulped. “Who is he going to k*ll for the loyalty test?”

“No one. The Don does not have to prove anything to anyone. He rules with an iron fist and everyone knows that. Now, it is your turn to rule beside him. Do not let the darkness consume you!”All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

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Silence permeated the car as they drove back to the mansion. Sergio didn’t utter a word because he knew Rosana was mentally, emotionally, and physically stressed. She needed a good rest to restart her system.

Rosana on the other hand was thankful he didn’t try to talk to her. At that point, everything about him annoyed her greatly. But she was glad she finally met her mother after months. That was the only thing that made her happy.

“Get some rest, Bambolina”

“Do. Not. Call me that!” She snapped and finally turned to look at him. They had arrived at the mansion and she was angry that he followed her up to their room.

“That is impossible, Amore mio and you know it.” He replied and tucked both hands inside his trouser pocket. “Get some rest!”

“While you go after your Mistress, hmm?”

Sergio looked at her with an indifferent look on his face. She was boiling with rage and that was the first time he saw that side of her. It was different from when he had mentioned her late brother.

But she wasn’t done.

“Why did you marry me when you already had a Mistress who took care of your other needs?” She asked and walked over to him. “We have been married for eight f*cking months and haven’t consummated the marriage. Tell me why, I am your wife!”

“I hated you, goddamnit, I still do. But I cannot sit and watch you and your fucking Mistress all the time, unless there is something I do not know. Right now, I want to know everything!” “There are so many things I can do but forcefully taking a woman is not part of them,” Sergio spoke, his voice as dead as the night. “You hate me, you never wanted me, Bambolina.”

“You never wanted me either!”

“If I did not, I would never have touched you in all the right places just to hear you moan my name while you came on my bl00dy fingers, Rosana”

He was calling her by her name which meant he was angry. But she didn’t care. She was still very angry to think about it. All that she could imagine was him with the Mistress. The same woman that slapped her!

“You said I was yours. Why didn’t you take what was yours with or without consent?” Rosana asked with a smirk. She still couldn’t believe him. He was heartless for all she cared.

“I do not have to do that to prove you are mine. But I can do this!” He grabbed her by the neck and drew her closer to himself. “Come ti fa sentire?” [How does it feel, hmm?”

Rosana gasped for air as he pressed her neck a little harder. But she didn’t try to fight him or take her eyes off him. When he saw that, he smirked and released her neck which now had his finger marks. She was slowly bending to how he wanted her to be.

“Do you want your panties back, Bambolina?”