Betrothed To The Ruthless Mafia

“The queen is awake and very much alive. Bow b*tches!” Enzo burst into the room with a wide smile on his face. “I almost strangled that maid of yours because she would not let me come in and see you. Such a killjoy!”

Disappointment flashed across her features but she forced a smile. “She was just doing as told”This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

“Hey, I’m VIP, okay? I should be given special rights when it comes to you.”

“Alright, fine, tough guy!” She answered with an eye roll. “Besides, I owe you one. I was told you were the one that called the doctor”

“You owe me nothing, Sister-in-law.” He spoke with arms sprawled apart as he approached the bed. He picked some blackberries from the tray and threw them into his mouth.

“Besides, that f*cker is one of us. And as a f*cking Doctor, he must provide medical services” Rosana mouthed an ‘Oh’ while he chewed on the berries. “Damn, this sh*t is good. I bet you like my brother’s gifts”

She sneered and looked at each of the items on the bed. The fresh flowers, Chanel bags, and accessories, the tray containing fruits, a bottle of wine, nuts, champagne glasses, and a plate of her favorite dish. They were all adorable but she couldn’t help but feel disappointed.

“You wish, Enzo. Your brother can never do something like this.” She responded and chuckled dryly. It was such a shame to have thought Sergio was capable of romance. The only thing he was capable of was killing people and shedding blood.

“Come on, you do not even know him. He could be sweet and romantic if he wants to be. You just have to get on his good side and find his soft spot”

“You and I both know he doesn’t have a good side or a soft spot. I am his wife, you should do away with the filter”

Enzo laughed so hard that his stomach started hurting. “There is no filter. Well, what do you think about all of this?”

“I think you bought all of them and gave your brother the credit!”

He laughed again. “You think so good of me, Sister-in-law. But you are wrong about my brother. I did not do this, he did all of it without my help”

Just then, the door opened and Sergio walked into the room with both hands inside his trouser pocket. He wore a neatly tailored black suit with an immaculate white shirt underneath. He didn’t leave the buttons open this time, Rosana noted mentally. And he wore a red tie too, looking like a perfect gentleman as most would believe.

“Thank God you are here, brother. Please tell your wife I did not plan any of this. Tell her it was all your doing”

But Sergio remained quiet, staring deeply at her. He had suddenly grown fond of that and couldn’t stop even if he wanted to. There was something about her. Something different that whenever he stared at her, it felt like he was getting to know her on an entirely new level.

She was a little too bold, and fierce, and could not be broken easily. Her eyes were beautiful too. There were the prettiest set of blue eyes he had ever seen and they held so much passion and emotions.

“Vedi, te l’ho detto!” [See, I told ya!] Enzo shrugged and looked down at the berries. “Can I grab that?”

“Don’t you dare!” Sergio’s cold voice broke in from behind. “Get the f*ck out of here!”

“See? Did I tell you he is protective over his things too?” He whispered to Rosana and turned to Sergio. “Better be quick. I was with her first!”

Rosana chuckled as Enzo scurried out of the room without waiting for another warning from Sergio. He was always fun to be with but now he was gone. As she thought of that, the smile vanished from her face. The bright room suddenly became dark.

“Do you like my gifts, Bambolina?” His voice was deep and powerful, it sent sizzles down her spine as a flush covered her skin from her cheeks down her chest underneath her clothes.

“I… I…” She was speechless. The gifts actually came from Sergio, she thought to herself.

Quietly, he walked over to her and lowered himself on the bed. “Hmm, stavi dicendo?” [Hmm, you were saying?] She cleared her throat and pushed him out of her mind. “The flowers are beautiful.”

“Just the flowers?”

“I have not checked the bags but I believe they are beautiful too”

He nodded and looked at her for some time. “You do not have to say that if you haven’t checked them out”

Was he trying to be nice and romantic? She wondered. If yes, then this side of him was new to her and she didn’t know how to react to it. She was used to the ruthless and cold-hearted side of him.

“Maybe you could just let me pick them myself” She replied with a shrug. “It’s been months since I went out.”

Sergio picked up the bottle of wine and popped it open while she watched quietly. Who was this man? She kept asking herself. What did he do to the ruthless Sergio De Niro?

“You mean months since you drugged my coffee and tried to escape?” He responded and decanted the two glasses with wine. “How was your trip? I never got to ask how it went”

A knot squeezed tightly around her heart like a noose, filled with wires and mines as a sense of guilt picked up on her. Never had she expected him to bring up what happened a long time ago.

He proffered one of the glasses and she took it hesitantly. “Tell me, Bambolina. Did you think you could run and hide from me in my city?”

“Cazzo rispondimi!” [F*cking answer me!] His voice was dangerously quiet, firm, and authoritative.

“No… No!” She stuttered and squeezed her eyes shut. “I am sorry!”

As she thought of it now, she realized how bizarre the plan was. She should never have reckoned it, even if a knife was held to her throat. As he said, that was his city and there was no way she could’ve hid from him. “I do not forgive and I do not forget, Mi Amore. You must work hard to gain one of them if there are any chances”

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Enzo walked into the cell and removed the collar from Munika’s neck. She couldn’t move so he carried her out and took her to her bedroom. As he turned to walk out, she held him back.

“Grazie!” [Thank you!] The brothers knew she was the one responsible for the whole poisoning and didn’t bother to torture the poor maid for details.

“But you will not be lucky next time because I might not be there to save you”