🏹 THE
MAFIASO’S WOMAN✨
Subtitle: (Kill me or love me!) 🌹
“A devil guy sent to me like a New year gift…”
GENRE: MAFIA ROMANCE
Author: 🌺 IFEOLUWA PRECIOUS 🌺
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🦋 CHAPTER 4🦋
THEME : 🔥(You are mine) 🔥
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NB: Flashbacks will be in a Third person point of view.
ANGEL.
I opened my eyes and groaned as my neck kinda hurt. I tried to move my hand but then I realized it was tied, Sh|t!
I look around and everywhere is dark. Where am I? I tried to remember what happened and my eyes widened when I remembered what I overheard and when I was trying to run away… they kidnapped me. Goodness! I was being kidnapped!
“Help me! Who is there? Somebody help me!” I screamed as loud as I could but no one responded.
Mom will be so worried now, are they going to kill me now?
No, no ….”help me please! I didn’t hear anything” I screamed loudly again but no response.
Oh God! I don’t want to die!
®{Florence states, Italy}®
ISABELLA LOUISIA.
Someone should please wake me up from this dream. No, there is now way all this is true, am I dreaming?
Dad, Clark and Kelvin…….
*FLASHBACK*
“Isa, your father paid the woman’s hospital bills and not only the woman, some people got lucky and he paid for their bills too” Kelvin sat beside Isabella and she removed the glasses from her eyes dropping the laptop in her lap and laughed. Obviously, she is happy.
” I told you, Dad is just a God-sent to people and I’m so proud of him” she boastfully said while Kelvin chuckled.
“Tomorrow morning, reporters will be here to interview him again,” he said and she shrugged.
” That is good too, he is the best man I’ve ever known so he deserved it, people should talk here and there about his good deeds” She smiled while Kelvin only chuckled.
*PRESENT*
No, no Fuçking way! Dad has always done good deeds and not bad things. A Fuçking good man and not bad man.
“This is your room from now” I scoffed and looked around the small room I’m supposed to live in now on, not even up to half the beauty of my previous room.
Now we are in Italy, Italy of all places. So this is where that bastard lives.
“What are you waiting for?” Sarah scolded when she saw that I wasn’t moving.
“I don’t want to stay here, take me to your Boss room” I demanded but he scoffed.
“Bîtch, you are just a hostage here that will possibly get killed at the end, the Boss room or what?” She laughed quietly while I huffed, does it look like I’m joking?
To know more about my father and wh@tëver Sh|t, he has done rather than his pretending side I know, I need to get close to their boss even if I want to escape.
“Yes, your boss” I said again and she looked at me like I’ve lost it.
“You seriously out of your mind” she scoffed and walked away, I sat down at the edge of the bed waiting patiently.
Later, I heard footsteps coming closer to the room and I stood up waiting to face wh@tëver was coming for me but I’m not ready to back down.
The door opened and it met with the deadly glare from him with Sarah standing beside him also glaring at me but my eyes were glued to their boss.
“What do you want?” He asked calmly but so cold that I had to gulp down before answering “I..I want to be in the same room with you” I said and his soft chuckles followed but it didn’t last for long as he frowned again.
“Why?” He took a step closer and without thinking I moved back, he stopped and chuckled “You want to live with me but scared of me?” He said and I bit my lips. Ironically, I’m scared of him but I need to be close to him to know everything about my Dad.
My life can’t just end like this.
I took all I have in me and move closer to him ” I’m not scared of you” it took a lot for me not to shuttered even though we are standing in inches apart, he looked deeply into my eyes without looking elsewhere then he mumbled “Sarah, bring her with me” I had to breath out when he walked out of the room.
It is now Sarah’s turn to glare at me “Bîtch, what you tryna do? You want to get laid with you? Slut! You got no Chance with him” she hissed but I scoffed “did you just say that? Your mouth stinks, gettat” her eyes widened immediately I Said that “you heard him, take me to her room” I rolled my eyes expecting her to say something but she hissed and picked my box, walking out of the room.
Bîtch! Couldn’t even ask me to follow her! I quickly followed her, she entered the elevator and I had to quickly jump in.
She is acting like a psychopath!
Sooner! We reached the last floor of the building and Fuçk me! Why is it sparkling like gold? Because it belongs to their boss, dummy! My inner mind scolded me.
We stopped in front of a door and Sarah turned to me “you should take it from here Bîtch” she was about walking away but I stopped her, I need to get this into her Brain “Sarah, my name is not a Bîtch, it is Isabella” I hissed picking up my box and pushed the door opened not waiting for her to say a words.
My heart skipped at the room I’m in. Everywhere is literally Black aesthetics on the wall and the bed too,
Fuçk! I h@të black, why black??
I dragged my box and walked in fully, my eyes moved to the table and I almost ran out at the sight of guns, not even one but like three, handcuffs, Cigarettes, a knife and a bunch of keys.
God! I believe in you, I put my life in your life.
“You are here” I jerked and turned to see him walk out of the bathroom with the water dripping down his tattooed body.
I had to look away to avoid any silly thoughts that may want to pop into my mind.
“Yes…yes I am here” I think I still need to Build my confidence around him but how could I when I know he can kill me any moment.
I heard his footsteps moving closer to me but I couldn’t help but move back not until he commanded me to stop.
“Isabel, why did you want to be here with me when you know how dangerous it is” he said and I gulped, of course I know how dangerous it is, he might just kill me even when I’m asleep but I had to do this.
“I need to know more about my father and everything from you” I told him, still facing another direction and he chuckled.
I heard him chuckling softly then I turned slowly to see him sit at the edge of the bed and patted the bed “come closer” he said gently but my mind won’t bulge.
“Isabella” Fuçk! He just called my name fully, I slowly strode to where he sat and sat beside him.
“Why are you so dumb?” That is the first question he asked and I scoffed turning to him, that came as a surprise. No one calls me dumb! I’m the best student in my school! Even until now. I’m a genius! But I had to keep all that in!
“You are so dumb, where do you think your father is getting all those money he throw away like a Charity home” he chuckled before he continues “He is a monster, New York Mob Boss but he is a jerk” he added standing up and move to the table picking up his cigarette stick and light it.
My dad is Mob, New York Mob but how?
Even…Clark? Kelvin?” I asked slowly hoping that he will say they are not but I’m wrong.
“Everyone in that house including your brother and your father’s right hand man, they are mafioso except you of course” he turned and puffed out the smoke from the stick.
Oh my god! Why me? My mouth wavers, unable to say a word that I didn’t notice he is already back to sitting beside me.
“You are mine now” my head swiveled to him immediately he Said that “what do you mean I’m yours?” I asked and he leaned closer and funny enough I didn’t get scared off.
“Your father didn’t return my 60 trillion, what do you think I am? A charity home? No, I have you now in exchange for the 60 trillion” he said but my eyes moved from one of his eyes to another.
“Why are you so cruel? I did nothing wrong here” I mumbled but he leaned closer so that I could feel his breath on my face.
“You being born into that family is already a crime for you, if I don’t come after you, many others will come after you” he said and I scoffed trying to remember how my life became a squid game.
Is this happening because it’s been a long time since I went to church?? I was still lost in thought when he leaned closer to me and then he took my lips into his.
My eyes widened but I couldn’t even pull away, he just said I belong to him because my father ditched him for 60 trillion. Fuçking! 60 trillion dollars, my life is not enough for the debts.
I didn’t reciprocate nor push him back but he didn’t bother as he munched on lower and upper lips…..
TBC🤭🤭Sad but sweet 😋😋
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