Betrothed To The Ruthless Mafia

Rosana wasn’t even aware of the tension that had suddenly formed in the air. Her only focus was on him, The Ruthless Sergio De Niro, the man she had unknowingly fallen in love with, and how her heart was beating wildly at the sight of him.

“Rosana…” Allen’s voice broke in behind her and she got back to her senses.

She blinked twice and looked up, connecting her eyes with Sergio’s dark blazing ones which made her heartbeat seize. “Sergio…”

He lowered his eyes to Allen’s hands still wrapped around her and glared hard. His jaw ticked. “Get away from him!”

“You don’t love him, Rosana, you don’t have any business to do with him” Allen whispered into her ears again. “Let’s get out of here”

“Allen, you need to leave, now!!!”

“Not without you” He replied and tightened his hold around her even though she tried to get away from him.

“You need to leave…” She trailed off when she caught Sergio moving his hand behind him. That could only mean one thing… His gun. “Sergio, no… Please!”

Instead of moving away from Allen like she wanted to, she glued to him, using her body to shield him. She didn’t need a soothsayer to tell her what was going to happen the moment she stepped away.

From behind, Enzo and Lucretia joined the scene. Although he was shocked at the turn of events, Enzo moved his hand behind to draw out his weapon as well. He had seen Sergio make a move and followed suit immediately.

“Sergio, please… Don’t do it!” Then she looked over her shoulder and spoke to Allen. “You have to leave, forget about me. I belong to someone else now and he is going to kill you if you don’t take your hands off me”

On hearing that, Allen withdrew his hands from her waist like she burned him. He looked up at Sergio and felt chills running down his spine. So that was him. That was the man that took her away from him. The same man that ordered his men to tie him up and deal with him. He had not seen him that night but he could remember the name he was called. “The Don!”Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Rosana…”

“Move!” She cut him off and started pushing him away, still shielding him with his body. She then returned his gift. “Take that with you and leave. Go!”

Without any more words, he slipped from Rosana’s back and took to his heels. Before Enzo could make a move after him, Lucretia dashed out from behind him and followed Allen. Enzo cursed under his breath and went after the both of them, leaving Sergio and Rosana behind.

Relieved that Allen was out of the way, unharmed, she turned back to Sergio and met his dark, unrelenting glare. With pleading eyes, she called out.

“Sergio… ”

“Non devi osare!” [Don’t you dare!] AN HOUR LATER, they all sat inside the plane, on their way back to Italy. While Enzo sat with Sergio at the end of the plane, Lucretia sat beside Rosana.

“What the hell was Alien doing there?” Lucretia whispered so only Rosana could hear. “And why the hell does he still look young and hot? That dude never grows old”

“After all these years, you still call him Alien. When will you ever stop calling him that?” Rosana asked and turned to look out of the window. That was a nickname only Lucretia could call him. “He knew that was where I celebrated all my birthdays and decided to drop a present for me.”

“Aww, that’s so f*cking cute.” She paused and sighed. “But I swear Alien would’ve breathed his last tonight”

After Allen took to his heels, Lucretia had gone after him, knowing fully well that Enzo would want to complete the mission. She hadn’t been wrong about that because a minute later, he appeared with a gun aimed at Allen’s head.

If she hadn’t begged on his behalf, he would’ve pulled the trigger and… ended him. The thought of that caused sizzles down her spine as she remembered the cold look on his face when he ordered her to step aside.

“Your husband looks pretty upset too,” Lucretia muttered, stealing a glance at the men behind them. They both sat on their various seats with their heads thrown backward. “You know you have to deal with that!” Once they arrived in Italy, Sergio and Rosana got into one of the awaiting cars while Enzo and Lucretia took the other. None of them uttered a word to the other until they reached the mansion.

Sergio was the first to alight from the car and head inside before Rosana followed behind. Deep down, she wished Lucretia had followed her back home. At least she wouldn’t have to deal with it all alone.

“Sergio, I can explain…” She paused and watched him. He was unusually quiet and she wondered what was going through his mind. A lot of bad things, she concluded.

“Is that why you have been distant these days? Is it because of him?”

“No… No…”

Sergio turned from the window at once and pinned her with one of his death glares. “Don’t you dare lie to me. I saw you in his arms!”

“No… You are getting it all wrong. Please listen to me…”

“I waited for you all this while. I waited for you to f*cking talk to me, I waited to f*cking listen to you, Bambolina. But you… You kept running away from me and hiding all because of him?”

His voice was low and quiet but it sliced through the room like a hot knife in butter. One that stabbed her in all the right places. Maybe she should tell him the truth. He was getting it all wrong and pointing fingers at Allen, meanwhile, the problem lay within them and lurked behind the walls.

“It was never because of him, it was…”

“Do you still love him?” He asked and took a step closer to her. “Do you wish to go back to your old lover, Rosana?”

His questions stabbed her straight in the heart and she felt herself bleeding. “Sergio…”

“Answer the goddamn question, Rosana!”

He was calling her by her name which meant one thing. He was angry and deadly. And he was jealous too. The moment he walked in on them holding each other, something had burned deep in his chest. It took so much self-control to ask what was going on, instead of blasting Allen’s head off.

And then, when she protected Allen from him… “Just STOP and listen to me!!!” She yelled out and went to stand in front of him.

“I do not want to. Your silence has already answered my goddamn questions!” He turned to walk away.

“It is you, not him.” Tears rolled down her eyes and she whimpered. “I love you and I do not want to be with anyone else but you!”

He stilled for a moment and slowly turned around to look at her as silent rage oozed out of his pores. What did she just say?