Betrothed To The Ruthless Mafia

“My Lady, are you alright?” Viola asked once Rosana stomped into the room and bounced the door hard. She looked all red and angry.

“Yes, I am fine, Viola. Prepare my bath”

“It is all done, My Lady”

She immediately took off her clothes and walked into the bathroom to take a shower. Viola noticed she was not looking okay. She was always sad and wore a gloomy look but this time was different. She was boiling in anger and it terrified her.

That low-life godforsaken b#tch! Rosana muttered. She still could not believe Vicenta had raised a hand on her. And she retaliated pretty fast.

She was never a vi? lent person. She couldn’t even hurt a fly. But Vicenta had gotten so much on her nerves already. It didn’t end there. She also slapped her across the cheek!

What point was she even trying to make when she introduced herself as Sergio’s Mistress? Why did she even feed her with her useless duties and how he could never do without her?

Rosana never cared about whatever they did or didn’t do. She was never disturbed if her husband left her to sleep with someone else under the same roof. But right now, it stung so badly.

Her words, the slap, everything!

The Mistress was trouble and Rosana could tell. Unfortunately, she was not going to cower away. If Vicenta needed a fight, she was bringing war.

*****

??? THE NEXT DAY???

Enzo woke up early and decided to take a walk around the mansion. Every maid that went across him bowed with a smile and he responded nicely. They all knew him to be charming and easygoing, unlike Sergio.

“Good morning, beautiful ladies!” He greeted them in return and they blushed. “I love your eyes!”

“Thank you, Sir” One of the maids answered with a bow. She was blushing hard.

Enzo was just like Sergio. Handsome with so many tattoos on his body. But people considered him the most handsome because of his warm and bright personality. He was also a playboy who f*cked around with all types of girls.

“Oh, look at who we have here!” He laughed as he approached Sergio. “You got up pretty early, brother!”

“Same as you. Your little wh0res could not keep you in bed, huh?”

Enzo laughed out loud while Sergio stood stiff, still smoking his cigar. They were out in the woods, close to the waterfall. A peaceful place Sergio visited very early in the morning.

“They tried. But you know I am insatiable” He replied and stole the cigar from him.

“You little f*cker! Give it back!”

“You know I will not. Get over it dear brother, it is mine now” Enzo replied and took a deep draw from the cigar. He gulped the smoke and exhaled from his mouth and nose.

Sergio shook his head and folded his arms. That was one thing about Enzo that could never be changed. He loved taking his brother’s things, with or without permission and he always got away with it. “I would take my eyes off her if I were you!”

Enzo laughed hard and took another draw from the cigar. “Facile, fratello. I am not touching your Queen. I am just saying that I like her” [Easy, brother]

“When is the introduction?” “She looks ready to me. She looks smart and strong. You just have to teach her how to act like one”

Enzo was the kind of person who could read people like an open book. With just one glance, he could tell if a person was a friend or an enemy. Vulnerable or vital. A reliable person or a traitor. That was why Sergio trusted him.

“Does she know?” Enzo asked and waited for his response. When he didn’t get any, he concluded. “I guess she does not”

“Oh, I knew I would find you, boys, here!” Munika called out from behind. “What are you? Sixteen?” She asked and they laughed. “You are always the one running off to your businesses and leaving me all alone.” Munika smiled and hugged him again. One could tell she was more free around him than with Sergio who stood the whole time without turning to spare her a glance.

“Is that a cigar you have got there?” She asked, looking behind Enzo who tried to hide it. “I told you to stop smoking. It is not good for you” The duo started arguing until Sergio couldn’t stand them any longer. He turned around and walked away before any of them could notice his absence. Munika looked around one more time before she turned back to Enzo. “Hai visto la ragazza?” [Have you seen the girl?]

He furrowed his brows and asked. “Quale ragazza?” [What girl?”]

“The girl he got married to?”

“Ahhh… The beautiful blonde.” He nodded and continued. “I never knew he had eyes for such ladies. Thought he loved them with dark hair like his wh0re”

Munika rolled her eyes, knowing fully well who he was referring to. Enzo never liked Sergio’s Mistress and made it known all the time.

“I do not trust the girl” Munika sighed. “But what if she does? What if she is just acting dumb and pretending to know nothing? I know her type too well. They lay low and wait for the perfect opportunity to strike”

Enzo chuckled and earned a glare from Munika. She couldn’t believe that he of all people was siding with Rosana. He was always fast to detect an enemy. So why couldn’t he detect this one? “Then what is he waiting for?”

He paused and turned to look at her. He scrutinized and asked. “What have you been up to? Do not lie to me”

She gulped, knowing she had been caught. “Nothing, I…” “He does not love her.” *****This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.

*****

Rosana stayed in the library with Carmencita after breakfast. She had decided to go there whenever she was bored and tired of staying in her room and the older woman was always happy to keep her company.

“He does not look dangerous”

“He is. But not more than Sergio.” Carmencita responded with a smile. “You must know that they are both dangerous in different ways”

“One loves silence…”

“And wears his darkness like armor. But the other is all charming and beautiful, his darkness beneath his skin.”

The two brothers were likely the same. Both had their darkness in different ways. But at least, Enzo didn’t frighten her with his.

“And what about the mistress?” She suddenly asked. Carmencita looked up at her and frowned.

“What about the Mistress?”

Rosana was still feeling angry about their last encounter. The things she said and the slap she received weren’t something she could easily forget.

“I met her for the first time yesterday. And guess what? She slapped me. And I…”

“What did you just say?” Came the deep voice at the other end of the room.

The two ladies turned in the direction and were surprised to see Enzo De Niro walking out behind one of the shelves. When did he get in? And how long had he been there? They wondered.

“I… Nothing!”

“Oh, come on, Sister-in-law. Do not lie to me!” He said and approached them with a smile on his face. Carmencita knew better than to let it defraud her. “Did you just say she slapped you, hmm?”

“Y… Yes!”

“How hard?” He asked.