Betrothed To The Ruthless Mafia

Rosana took a shower and sat to have breakfast in her room. After the last encounter with Munika, she ceased eating in the dining room. It was more like she was avoiding any contact with her.

Munika didn’t trust her and she knew that perfectly well. But what she couldn’t understand was why. Why would she ask about her motives if she trusted her? Why would she ask her to run away?

After eating, Viola cleared the table and left the room, leaving her to herself once again. She went over to the window and stood to stare outside. She was now a prisoner, she thought.

Why would her father want this for her? Even after knowing the kind of man Sergio De Niro was, he still went along and forced her to marry him. And her mother… Rosana couldn’t stop wondering how she was feeling.

For the past month, she had not heard anything from her mother or her father. They abandoned her, she thought to herself as tears welled up in her eyes. If something bad happened to her, her father wouldn’t care. But her mother would live the rest of her life in regrets and Rosana knew that very well.

“My Lady…!”

Rosana quickly turned from the window, startled. She stared at the older woman in front of her who wasn’t Viola or any of the maids she saw around. Darting away, she wiped her tears and turned back to face her. “I startled you, I am sorry,” The woman said apologetically and took a step closer to her. “I just wanted to see you for the first time since you arrived here. I am glad you’ve been enjoying the meals”

“And… Who are you?”

“Carmencita, the Chief maid” Rosana mouthed an ‘Oh’ before nodding in response. She then raised her hand and wiped her face once again. “Are you crying, my dear?”

She shook her head and turned away from her. “No. I think an insect flew in”

“Oh, My Lady, are you okay? Do you need me to call the doctor?”

“Of course not, it is nothing”

Carmencita stared at her and sighed. She knew that Rosana was trying to cover up but she chose not to comment on it. She had no such rights.

“Have you been well?”

“Yes, very much,” Rosana replied with a smile, trying hard to hide the sadness in her eyes. There were so many emotions bottled inside and she wished she could open up to someone.

“And the food? I need to know if you’ve been enjoying it. Do you need any adjustments? Do we…”

“Everything is fine, Carmencita. You do not have to worry about me.”

Carmencita nodded and stared at her in admiration.

She was just as all the maids described. Beautiful with long blonde hair and a sculpted figure which sat well on her slender body. She had thick long lashes above the prettiest set of blue orbs she had ever seen.

She had a curvilinear waist and flawless skin. Her complexion was glossy and Carmencita knew she had taken adequate care of it over the years. Rosana reminded her of her daughter.NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

“I have to worry about you because if you are not okay with the services we render, then the Don will have our heads.”

Her shoulders tensed and Carmencita didn’t cease to notice it. No matter how hard she tried to hide it, the older woman could still see right through her.

“I know it is hard for you. You do not need to hide it from me.” Carmencita started saying and walked over to her. “Being forced to marry a man like Sergio is not easy, my dear. It is a death sentence if you would ask me”

Rosana was stunned and it showed all over her. That was the only person who got closer to her since she arrived. It felt like she could read her with just one glance. And did she just mention Sergio by his name? No one ever did that.

“But you have to stay strong. Maybe you do not know it yet but he is a dangerous man. He can be anything but good when he is driven over the edge.”

Rosana gulped. “Why are you telling me this?”

“Because I know him and you should too.”

“I do not want to know him”

“Unless you want to survive, you do not have a choice, my dear.” Carmencita paused and held her hands in hers. “I will leave now but you can send for me anytime you need me”

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Rosana remained in her room, thinking about what Carmencita had said in the morning. Unlike everyone else, she wasn’t afraid of talking about him. Who was she and how was she related to Sergio?

“Has he returned?” She finally asked Viola who had just prepared her evening bath.

“Yes. An hour ago, My Lady”

After taking a shower, she got out of the bathroom and started dressing up in the dimly lit room. When she was done, she turned on the light and almost went limp when she saw Sergio standing in front of the window with his hands inside his trouser pocket.

“Holy f*ck, you startled me!” She yelled, placing her hand on her chest to calm her frantic heart. “What are you doing here?”

“This is my room as well as yours, Amore mio.” He replied and turned to look at her. He was dressed in black trousers and a black shirt, leaving the first three buttons open.

“What do you want?”

“I have a surprise for you”

She blinked and stared at him. A surprise? “What surprise?”

“Well…” He paused and walked over to her. “That is left for you to find out, Bambolina”

Her heart was now pounding heavily in her chest. A surprise? What surprise was he talking about? And why was she having an unpleasant feeling about it? She couldn’t tell if the surprise was going to be a good or a bad one because of the calm facade he had.

“I am not interested”

“That is where the problem comes in, Mi Amore” He smirked and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. “You do not have a choice”

“No… I am… I am not interested…” She stuttered and tried to move away from him but he grasped her by the arm and pulled her closer to himself.

“Like I said, you do not have a choice” He spoke through gritted teeth and glared down at her. “Now, do as I say or you will not like the consequences”

Quietly, she followed him out of the room. She was terrified and couldn’t stop trembling. What was he up to? What did he want from her? She could not easily forget how he had tied her up in his cell and the things he did to her.

Thinking about it caused a sizzle to run down her spine and her lower region responded hastily, just like it did whenever she remembered the screaming org@sm he had given to her.

“Holy Christ!” She muttered under her breath and shook her head. How could she be thinking about something like that right now? She wondered. And damn her body for responding that way.

“Can you please tell me what this is about?” She shivered, wrapping her arms around her body. “The suspense is fucking killing me!”

Sergio halted in front of one of the rooms and turned to look at her. “A guest”

She gulped hard. “A… A guest? What guest?”

He smirked and her heart skipped a beat. There was something about it that always gave her goosebumps. “You will see”

She kept following him until they arrived in front of a room. Two men who were dressed in black suits stood guarding the door. When they saw them, they bowed.

Rosana was a little bit relieved. At least he wasn’t taking her to his cell. But who was this guest he mentioned? Was it her father? Her mother? Who?

One of the men opened the door and Sergio motioned for her to go inside. She hesitantly glanced at the opened door and turned to look at him with pleading eyes. Why was he asking her to go in first? She wondered.

“Do not keep the guest waiting, Amore mio” He groaned impatiently.

Taking a deep shaky breath, she took one step at a time till she got inside the room. The moment she looked up and saw the guest, her breath seized in her throat, and her eyes widened in shock.

“All… Allen?!?” When she didn’t get any response or movement from him, she screamed. “Allen!!!”

The latter sat in a chair, his body tied up. Even with his head bent, Rosana could still recognize him. Her mouth dropped open as she stared at the blood on the floor. He looked lifeless.

“Do you like my surprise, Amore mio?” Sergio asked behind her.