His Bride: Being the mafia’s princess

She crossed her legs on the chair as she smoked heavily from her cigarette, puffing it out from both her nostrils and mouth in the next seconds.

She poured in whiskey into her glass cup and gulped down the whole content at once as she dropped it back angrily on the table.

“Mind if I join?” She heard a deep voice say. She lifted her gaze, instantly recognizing that voice.

“I don’t think you’ll give your consent.” He stated and made himself comfortable on a seat.

“What are you doing here?” She asked, adjusting uncomfortably on her seat.

“What do you mean? Of course, I came to visit my friend.” He replied innocently.

Eva stared at him speechlessly, with her anger slowly fading into fear.

“I guess I’ll do the servings myself.” He mumbled inaudibly.

He poured in whiskey into the glass cup as collected the cigarette stick from her and smoked a little from it.

“Excuse me.” She muttered, wearing her footwear as quick as she could.

“Why are you rushing?” He asked, staring at her while he comfortably sipped his drink.

“I remembered I have some things to do inside.” She replied and walked away immediately before he could say anything else to stop her.

She only stopped walking when she got to the door. She took in a deep breath before exhaling sharply.

She went inside to meet one of the guards standing with head slightly bowed. He looked like he was interrogated about something.

Her eyes met with Don’s, but it didn’t last long because he took his eyes away almost immediately.

She decided to listen to their conversation as she made her way to the bed and crossed her legs.

“We looked everywhere for him, but couldn’t find him. We tried to find him with the traces of blood we saw on the ground, but it got to a place where the traces disappeared.”

“We weren’t sure yet, but it seemed as if someone had helped him escape right before we could catch him.” The boy explained.

“And you let him go like that?” Don scoffed out.

“We’re sorry, boss. We’ll make sure to find him and bring him to you as if you’ve ordered.” The boy apologized and he scoffed out again.

“Leave.” He uttered in a glare.

The boy nodded, leaving the room afterward.

“What was that?” She queried, glancing at him. She understood the conversation, but still needed to be certain.

“The boys couldn’t catch Mark, or whatever his name is.” He replied.

“I see.” She muttered, lowering her gaze to her knees.

She lifted her gaze to him to see he was wearing a shirt in front of the mirror.

“But, is that why you’re looking so worked up?” She asked, but he didn’t say a word.

“I’ve noticed you’ve been a little restless since you heard she was kidnapped, and I want to know why.” She said again.

Don glanced at her through the mirror as he fixed his button but still didn’t say a word.

“I don’t understand why you’re worried about her, yet you claim she isn’t part of your life.” Eva continued to rant irritatingly.

Don finished fixing his button as he took his phone from the bed and started walking out of the room. He paused when he got to the door.

“Always have this at the back of your mind, Eva, she is my wife and whatever I do about her is none of your concern.” He said shocking Eva to the bone marrow. With this, he opened the door and left.

Wait, what!

Did Don just say that to her because of another lady?

“No, what is happening?” She muttered to herself, looking restless.

*******

There was silence as nobody refused to say a word, not until Lillian broke it.

“So, they were all true?” She said to no one in particular.

“Gosh!” She groaned out, falling back on the bed.

“I’m sorry for everything, I didn’t wish for things to turn out this way but ………” Bella paused and heaved a sigh.

“I’ve been living in lies all my life.” She groaned out loud to no one in particular as she stared at the ceiling.

“It was just the only way your parents could protect you….”

“Protect me? What the heck do you mean?” She asked, sitting back up.

“I’ve heard that like a thousand times and each time I hear it again, it disturbs my eardrums.” She complained, staring intently at her.

“But you know what? I’d like to be left alone.” She uttered in a sigh, bowing her head a little.

Bella let out a tiring sigh from where she stood and without a word, she left the room.

She heaved another sigh when she got outside and made to proceed but stopped when she saw Fred.

“I’d like to see my sister, she is in, right?” He said, approaching her.

“You can’t see her presently.” She answered, biting her lower lip.

“Why?” Fred asked, raising a questioning brow.

“Because now isn’t the right moment to talk to her.” She replied, sucking in her breath.

“And why is that?” He asked, staring at her like she was saying something ridiculous.

“She’s mad at us all.” She revealed, dipping her two hands into her pant pockets.

“She hasn’t let go yet.” Fred mumbled in a sigh.

“What hasn’t she let go?” She asked, seeming interested.

“Well, she found a terrible video about me, and I guess it’s the reason she is angry with me.” He explained in another frustrating sigh.

“But, wait! I thought you knew.” He added, tilting his head to stare quizzically at her.

“I don’t. Care to tell me what the video was all about?” She inquired.

“It was a video that showed how I dealt with a foe.” He answered, exhaling sharply.

“So, why is she upset with you?” He asked, forming a thin line on his lips.

“She knows we belong to the Mafia.” Bella revealed.

Fred widened his eyes as his lips parted in shock.

“What? How?” He stuttered out.

“Seems like the bastard revealed things that weren’t supposed to be revealed.” She replied with a sigh.

“Fuck.” He cussed out, turning to the wall as he ran his hands through his hair.

“Why didn’t you deny it?” He asked, turning back to face her.

“I tried to, but it was fruitless. She was so determined to know, and if I didn’t tell her the truth then something else might have happened.” Bella explained, having the same frustrated look like Fred.

“I have to go now, I’ll like to inform my brother about this” She said again before he could say a word.

She walked away from him with her hands still in her pockets as she made her way to her brother’s room.

She entered without knocking.

“Where is my brother?” She asked, standing near the door as she stared keenly at the lady on the bed.

“I should be asking you that. He left the room and I think you, of all people, should know where he is.” Eva replied, turning away from her phone.

“Eva, I don’t have time for your nonsense, I only asked a simple question.” Bella uttered sternly.

“And do I also look like someone who’s got your time?” Eva scoffed out in a smirk.

“I guess I’ll find him myself then.” Bella replied before walking out of the room.

She walked briskly, eye searching in all directions she came across. Luckily, she met Draco.

“Do you by any chance know where my brother is?” She asked as they approached each other.

“He’s in the dungeon.” He replied and she nodded, walking past him.

She climbed down the stairs like she was in a haste as she completely walked out of the house.

She ignored all the greetings she got from the guards around and finally, she got to the door.

It wasn’t locked like it should, giving her the hint that he was really inside. She went in walking through the narrow route.

She halted her steps and heaved a sigh. Her brother had just shot a man dead.

She resumed her steps and at last, she got to him.

He noticed her presence and glanced at her.

“What are you doing here?” He asked, dropping the gun on the table beside him.

“I came to inform you about something.” She replied, glancing at the already dead body.

“Let’s talk outside.” He said, and wiped his bloody hands with a handkerchief.

He tossed it back to the table and turned to her.

“Let’s go.” He said, walking away, and she followed him after giving a last glance at the body.Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

He had different injuries in different parts of his body, making him so bloody. To top it all, his left hand was no longer part of his body.

She felt a little pity for the man, even when she knew he might have offended her brother for him to warrant such punishment from him.

“What is that you want to talk about?” Don asked, breaking into her thoughts.

They were now out of the dungeon.

“Oh, yeah. I wanted to inform you that Lillian now knows we belong to the Mafia.” Bella was a little hesitant.

He turned to her immediately, and it was obvious he was shocked, but it was only for a split of seconds.

“How did you let that happen?” He asked in a frown.

“Mark told her everything right before we came, so she asked me all about it. I tried to deny, but damn, she was so determined.” She narrated in a sigh.

“Alright.” He said nonchalantly and started walking away.

Bella stood still in her position staring at his retreating figure in shock, but it didn’t last because she was used to this attitude of his; not bothered about things that could be worth worrying about.