His Bride: Being the mafia’s princess

They both turned to where the voice came from to see Don standing with his hands behind him.

His eyes went from the joined hands to Klaus, who just shrugged and let go.

She heaved a sigh, quietly though, as to avoid any questions from them.

“I didn’t notice I was beginning to make you uncomfortable, but I guess your husband did almost quickly,” Klaus stated with a chuckle.

“Huh?” She said, staring quizzically at him.

Did he realize that?

“Well, it’s fine. I’ll be outside.” He said with a slight nod and walked away.

She turned to Don and almost immediately, he also started walking away.

She stretched out a hand to maybe drag him back but took it back even before it could be evident.

She watched as he stepped out of the house completely, and she let out a tired sigh. She had wanted to silently thank him for helping her again, but she guessed, she would do that later on.

She remained in her position for a while, trying to pass time so she wouldn’t have to see any of them outside again.

She heaved another deep sigh before continuing her journey out of the house. Hopefully, none of them were in sight, so she guessed they must have gone out as she thought. She made a turn to the backyard as she stared around, walking further until she saw a water fountain.

“Wow!” She muttered, staring at how it poured down gracefully.

The designs it was built in made it more exciting to see without having any feeling of boredom. Watching it alone gave this satisfying look, especially if one was a lover of nature. It was a great sight to behold, and it was made of gold, giving a more sparkling effect.

She moved closer to it with a wide smile on her face as she put a finger into the reservoir. She took it out, almost immediately feeling the coldness of the water.

She chuckled to herself as she dipped her hand into it this time. Right from when she was a kid, she’s always loved water fountains, and she made her father build three different building structures.Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

She guessed she still hasn’t let go of that habit after all.

“Umm hi!” She heard and glanced to see Drake standing behind her with his hands in his pockets.

She left the place, ignoring him as she continued to explore around. She sighted things she never thought would be in the compound, including a magnificent-looking structure.

“Are you upset with me?” Drake asked behind her. He was following her, but she continued to ignore him.

“Am I permitted to say I’m sorry?” He asked again and she stopped walking.

“Would you please let me concentrate?” She said frankly as she turned slightly to him in a frown. He didn’t say anything, and she breathed out, resuming her steps.

Not too far, she sighted a building in the form of a story building. But, there was something weird about that building.

To begin with, it had a small gate at the front which she believes no person would try to fit into, not unless it was made for something else.

“What is that place?” She muttered in a low sigh.

She turned instantly behind her hoping to still see Drake, and she did, but he was already walking away.

“Hey, Drake! Please wait up” She called after him as she ran to catch up with him.

“Uh……..” It was obvious he was speechless.

“I know you’re surprised, but I’ll like to know something.” She said immediately as she tried to catch her breath.

“What is that building?” She asked, finally able to breathe appropriately.

“What building?” He asked back, looking surprised.

“That one.” She replied, pointing to the initial building behind her.

“And yes, don’t even try to lie about it because when I find out, then we might as well be long-time enemies.” She added immediately in a warning.

“I won’t, I promise,” Drake replied affirmatively with a nod. He was happy again, unlike when she refused to speak to him earlier.

“But, does that mean you’re no longer upset with me?” He asked, anticipating good news.

She exhaled sharply and gently placed her index finger on her cheek, thinking for a while.

“Well, let’s just put it that way.” She shrugged out.

Drake heaved a sigh of relief as he placed a hand on his chest.

“So, would you tell me now?” She asked, raising a brow.

“Yeah. It’s a dungeon.” Drake replied, nodding emphatically.

“A dungeon?” She asked, seeming surprised.

“Yeah.” He nodded.

“But what about the one I was……..” She didn’t complete it as she was beginning to feel embarrassed.

Drake noticed this and smiled.

“Well, it’s the same as that, but this is far more dangerous as it is rare for those who go in here to come out alive.” He explained.

“It must be so much scary then.” She uttered, glancing back at the building.

“Do you mind seeing it?” He asked and she went mute.

“It’s not so bad, just bad for those who commit a crime.” He said again with a shrug like it meant nothing.

“Uh, that would be another day.” She said and started walking away.

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Eva paced around in the room with no one to ask her to stop, and she was grateful because right now, all she wanted was to pace around to think properly and find the right solution to her problem.

She paused at the side of the bed and slumped down to it, groaning slightly.

“What is exactly happening?” She inquired from no one in particular.

She sucked in her breath and picked up her phone. She hissed out, tossing her phone back to the bed.

Who was she to call in the first place?

Should she call Delilah? Aria?

“Tch.” She muttered, shaking her head in disapproval.

Her thoughts were blank and seemed not to figure anything out at the moment.

She fell back on the bed with her eyes closed and sat back up in the next minute.

Suddenly, she took her hands to her tummy as she began to feel nauseous.

She stood up immediately when she felt like puking. She rushed into the restroom as fast as she could and puked it all out into the bathroom sink.

Feeling like it again, she held her tummy and puked. She turned on the tap, rinsing her mouth and hands with the running water.

Her heart thumped fast and heavily as she stood there staring at herself through the mirror.