Betrothed To The Ruthless Mafia

“How are the girls?” Rosana asked Talitha who sat across the table with Caroline. They were discussing business and the outcome of things since she took over from Munika.

“All fine, Donna!” She replied with a smile. “They have been well taken care of and their medical reports are impressive too”

Rosana nodded in response and started going through each of the medical records. There were more than a hundred girls and each of their reports showed they were healthy and sound, unlike their past reports. “I am glad you stopped the different ab? se on the girls. A lot of them died because of that. The ones who survived ended up in the psychiatric facility because of the whole trauma”

Rosana sighed and closed the last report. She was relieved all the girls were okay and none of them di? d under her watch. Based on the new rules she had implemented, the men could no longer use the girls as they pleased.

“And what about the business?” Rosana asked and turned to Angelica who quickly showed her the records.

“Very impressive too, My Lady. Although we had a few losses at the beginning, we’ve not had any setbacks since then. The business has become more active and produced more money”

When Rosana came into the picture and changed the rules, many had concluded that the business wouldn’t last a month. They couldn’t air out their thoughts and kept it to themselves while patiently waiting for their beliefs to come true.

Angelica was one of them.

She had worked for Munika and knew the business very well. It was tough and could not be handled by one who wasn’t strong enough to make difficult decisions. After trying hard to air out her thoughts a couple of times, she finally gave up because Rosana wasn’t ready to heed any of them.

Shockingly, everything went well even with the new rules. Although Rosana kicked out a few important members, the clubhouse gained more than it had in years and the income kept flowing in.

“Well, that calls for a celebration.” Rosana clasped her hands together and leaned back on her seat. “Tonight, the girls are off duty. Those who would still want to work are free and can also sleep with any man of their choice. No assignments tonight”

“You two can also take the night off. Stop working and enjoy yourself” She paused and turned to Angelica. “The same goes for Ville. Tell him to get off my door”

The ladies got out afterwards and Rosana was now left alone in the office. Having no one to talk to or celebrate with, she wished Lucretia could also take the night off. It would’ve been possible if she was not the best dancer in a club where everyone paid so much to watch her perform.

She sighed and poured herself a glass of wine. After taking a sip, she stood up and went to stand in front of the window. It was evening and a large crowd had already formed outside. Ministers, Billionaires, Politicians, and people from all parts of the world were waiting to get into the clubhouse. But first, they had to be properly checked.

“Donna!”

Once she heard the deep voice, she moved away from the window and returned to her seat, having in mind that she had been caught. He already warned her to steer clear of the window when it was dark outside. It was one of the safety measures she had to follow.

“You can go now. I am back on my seat”

Ville didn’t move from the half-opened door. He kept watching her and quietly let himself into the room. Even when he closed the door, Rosana didn’t bother to look up because she thought he had left as instructed. Her eyes remained glued to her laptop as she tried to get some work done.Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

She looked up thirty minutes later and almost screamed her lungs out when she saw him standing in a corner. His eyes were on the window and everywhere else but her.

“What the f*ck are you doing here? I asked you to leave”

“But I did not”

Rosana sighed and shut her eyes. She should be used to his stubborn and hard side after two months of being with him but she wasn’t. “Why?” “And do I have to remind you that what I choose to do is none of your business?”

“It is.” He uttered firmly. “I caught you standing over there and looking down at more than a hundred people. Fifty must have seen you or your shadow. And out of fifty, twenty-five of them know this room up here belongs to you and none other. Fifteen could have made a call and then… Do I have to tell you what happens next?”

“You do not have to. None of that happened”

“Do I have to tell you what happens next, Donna?” Ville asked again, his voice darker than before. Without waiting for her response, he added. “A bullet to your skull is all it takes”

“Well… It did not happen”

He took a step forward. “And do you know what happens next? My head will be the first to roll because I was not there to protect you. That is if I do not drive a bullet into my skull first.”

Rosana gulped and lowered her head, knowing he was right. No place was truly safe especially when she was surrounded by enemies.

“Fine.” She rolled her eyes. “It will not happen again”

“You have said that more than I can remember”

“For f*ck’s sake, I am fine. I only forgot because I had a lot on my mind. Besides, I ordered everyone to take the night off”

“I am not everyone” With that being said, he stepped back and returned his gaze to the window.

Rosana sighed and returned to her computer. There was no point trying to argue or order him out because it would all be in vain. He wasn’t the kind of man anyone could order around. He was a hard nut to crack and stood his ground at all times.

Ville didn’t make any more sound and Rosana was thankful for that. He simply remained in his position and left her to do whatever she was doing. After some time, she looked up, her eyes fixed on his face. He was a handsome man even with the deadly scar that ran from his left eyebrows and stopped above his cheekbone.

He looked scary most of the time but that didn’t stop girls from throwing themselves at him even when he rejected all of them. He never showed interest in any of them and avoided them like a scourge.

As Rosana stared at him, she wondered what could’ve happened to him. He was mostly cold and never showed warmth. He never smiled or joked around either. He was as hard as a rock.

Ville quickly averted his gaze from the window and their eyes locked for a minute. Rosana looked away immediately and returned to her computer. She continued working and tried hard to ignore his cold gaze pinned on her.