Betrothed To The Ruthless Mafia

One Month Later…

“Now girl, spill all the juices!” Lucretia said and took a sip from her cup of coffee. They were having a girls’ time out and decided to stop by an Italian coffee shop first.

Rosana picked up her cup and stirred the hot coffee with a smile on her face. She couldn’t help it. Everything had turned out competently for the past month, starting from her marriage. The businesses also run smoothly with no losses.

“Come on, Ana, spill it out”

“Everything has been good. That is all you should know” She replied and sipped her coffee.

“There’s more. Go on”

Rosana laughed heartily and placed the cup on the table. For the past month, they had been extremely busy and didn’t have time to sit down and talk. They barely saw eyes to eye and when they did, they could only wave at each other.

While Rosana traveled around and attended to business affairs most of the time, Lucretia remained at the clubhouse, dancing and also teaching the girls. By the time she was done for the day, Rosana must’ve returned home and she was too exhausted.

“He does not scare me anymore.” Rosana started, playing with the ring on her finger. “And we do not fight like we used to. Hell, he now laughs more. Can you believe it? The Sergio I was betrothed to would never do that. He would not even share the same bed with me or…”

She paused and took a deep breath, shaking her head. A lot changed and it started when Sergio traveled for a month. She had felt it but never wanted to accept it. But then he returned as a new person. One who held her tight whenever they slept together. One who watched her sleep and woke her up with kisses. One whose touch was now gentle and warm. One whose eyes turned soft whenever he looked at her. One who laughed more and did everything to make her smile.

She couldn’t believe any of it. They still felt like a dream to her. One she’d awaken from when the real Sergio returned.

“I do not know what changed, Cretia. Sometimes I watch him and wonder what happened to him when he was away. What did the Russians do to him? I believe they altered something and I am afraid it would not last long. It has been a month already.”

Lucretia kept listening with a smile on her face. She didn’t even know why she was smiling so hard. Even with the worried look on Rosana’s face, she could also see that she looked happier and more glamorous than the last time they spent time together.

“He was always ready to throw me into any of his torture rooms” Rosana continued with a smile, her mind going back to when they got married. “I went through hell in his hands.”

“You need to forget about the past, Ana, people change. They change when someone walks into their lives and when they leave. That could be the reason in his case. You could be the reason”

Rosana scoffed and chuckled dryly. “That’s not possible. Sergio can never change because of anything or anyone.”© NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

“You need to stop making all of those up, Rosana” Lucretia rolled her eyes and sipped her coffee. “Give him a chance!”

“For what?” She asked and shrugged. “Besides, I do not have to give him anything, he simply takes whatever he wants.”

“Just give him a chance. He can take anything he wants in the world but not this right here” She paused and pressed her index finger on her chest. “Unless you give it to him, Rosana”

Rosana stared at where Lucretia was pointing, her heart beating heavily. She had been avoiding any thoughts that would lead to that but Lucretia broke through and slammed it right on her face. A chance… She had to give him a chance. A chance to love her!

“Oh, do not be silly, Cretia!” She waved her aside and laughed. “You do not even know what you are talking about or the person involved”

“Of course, I do. I am talking about love and the person involved is your husband”

“No… No, you do not know anything” She said again and laughed. “Sergio can never love anyone. He does not even know the word or what it means”

“And since you do, teach him. Show him, Rosana. I already told you to stop making things up about him. Stop drawing all negative conclusions about him. He is human and one thing I know is that we change for so many reasons. Maybe if you stop seeing him as the devil you think he is, you will understand more about him”

Rosana took a deep breath and looked away. No doubt, Lucretia was right. They had been married for almost a year but she didn’t know much about her husband aside from the stories she heard about him and the ones she made up in her head. She had always tagged him as a ruthless monster. A devil, one without a heart… everything evil.

“I know deep down, you love him.” She continued with a smile and Rosana flinched. Her reaction caused the smile on Lucretia’s face to grow wider. “But you are trying so hard to lock it inside. You are scared of what might happen if you let it all out. Will he reciprocate or will he crush it to the ground?”

Rosana’s heart started pounding so hard its drumbeat echoed in her head, taunting her. She suddenly felt hot and nauseous. How did Lucretia know about all of those? Those were things she locked up and buried deep down. How did she manage to read through her?

“Enough about me” She finally spoke up when she managed to pull herself together. “Tell me about you. What have you been up to? Who is this guy you have been f*cking?”

Lucretia laughed at her best friend’s effort to change subjects and replied. “I have been good. The dance and everything keeps me alive, you know. What more can I say?”

“The guy you have been f*cking! Do not try to hide him”

She laughed and shook her head. “No man, no f*cking”

Rosana gave her a stern look and she laughed. There was no way she was going to tell her she had been sneaking around with her brother-in-law. She had even lost count of the number of times he paid for a VIP session. And in all those times, she ended up n@ked and bent over the stage while coming all over his fingers.

Sometimes he watched her like a hawk while she danced on stage. Thankfully, no one tried to touch her which meant they were all safe from him.

“Where do the bite marks come from? Do not lie to me because I saw them again”

“I already told you, Ana, it was an insect at the clubhouse”

“An insect that lives in the clubhouse and bites only you. Hmm… Interesting, is it not?”

*****

After having fun, the ladies returned to the clubhouse and went their separate ways. Lucretia had to get ready for the night and Rosana had some work to finish. She walked over to her office and opened the door.

“Welcome back, Amore mio”

“Christ, you scared the hell out of me” She cried out in shock, placing a hand on her chest. “What are you doing here? You traveled”

“I did,” Sergio answered vaguely and crossed his arms. “I thought you were supposed to be at work”

“I went out with Cretia.”

“Last I checked, your bodyguard does not go by that name”

Rosana smiled and crossed her arms. “Maybe I got a new one. The old one was cold and boring, a little bit handsome but boring.”

“And this new one?” Sergio asked with a raised brow and started walking over to her.

“Oh, he is handsome and funny, not cold… He communicates well… I like him!” Rosana did not realize when Sergio closed the space between them until he held her firmly by the waist and pulled her closer to himself.

“I bet you like Mr. Handsome and funny very much, don’t you? Why not introduce me to this new thing you like?”

“He is not a thing…”

He lowered his head and whispered into her ears. “He will be a sorry little thing when I am done with him. And you… You will know better than to talk about other men in front of me or even look in their direction”

Rosana bit her lower lips and smiled. Was that jealousy? His grip on her waist had tightened which meant he was slowly getting angry.

“Um… Actually, there is no new bodyguard. Cretia is Lucretia in short.”

Sergio’s hand softened on her waist as he looked up at her. He knew that Lucretia was Rosana’s best friend since when they were kids but he never knew she had a nickname.

“Well played, Bambolina.” Sergio muttered and kissed her on the lips. “I was going to cancel that date, deal with the b@stard, and teach you a lesson”

Her n? pples hardened instantly and her p*ssy got wet. Even with how sore she felt down there from f*cking and making love the past months, she still throbbed and heated up in anticipation, knowing what it meant to be taught a lesson by Sergio.

“Wait. A date?”

“Do you have other options?”

She looked up at him and remembered Lucretia’s words. A chance… Quietly, she shook her head and responded. “No other options”

“A date it is!”