Betrothed To The Ruthless Mafia

The news about what happened to Rosana had long spread in the mansion, traveling like wildfire. Everyone was filled with immense fear and couldn’t help wondering who would’ve been so bold to carry out such a grave act.

Was the person tired of breathing?

No one was able to sleep that night. There was so much tension in the mansion as everyone prayed for their lives and the life of the Donna. If anything happened to her, they could not imagine what would become of them, what the Don would do.

Sergio was silent the whole time and it spoke volumes especially when no one knew who poisoned his wife. What was he going to do? They knew how ruthless and heartless he could be. But this time was different. Someone dared to poison his wife!

“I didn’t do it, I swear!” Vicenta folded her arms, pacing restlessly in her room. “I would never consider such a thing”

The maids in the room didn’t utter a word, instead, they quietly lowered their heads. Vicenta had sent for them immediately when she heard the rumors about Rosana being poisoned. She had rejoiced at first but when the news was confirmed, she started trembling.Belonging to NôvelDrama.Org.

For one reason, most fingers would likely point at her because she was the Don’s Mistress. Everyone knew how bitter she had felt when she heard of Sergio’s unannounced wedding.

“Yes, I hate her and want her far away from him but I… I fear him more, just like everyone else!”

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“Her life is in your hands, Doctor Amarillo. If she dies, you and your entire generation will be wiped away from the surface of the earth!”

The Doctor trembled as Sergio turned around and walked out of the room. He turned to look at Rosana who laid on the bed looking very pale. One would think she was lifeless.

“He meant what he just said” Enzo spoke up and the Doctor inhaled deeply. He knew that more than anyone else. “And I would see to it too if anything happens to her.”

“She will not die!”

“Pray hard she doesn’t, Doc. Now, get your a*s back to work!”

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Sergio walked dauntlessly through the hallway, smoking from his cigar. There was no maid in sight as all of them had hurriedly finished off their work and retired to their quarters.

Alfonso followed quietly behind him, patiently waiting for his orders. His wife had just been poisoned and they were yet to know who was behind it. Surprisingly, Sergio wasn’t doing anything about it. He didn’t even order them to investigate.

After being told about what happened to Rosana, he had quietly gone to visit her in the room, to see for himself. Enzo had called the Doctor already so he just stood behind and watched him carry out his job.

But his silence was worse than death. No one could tell what he was thinking or the plans he was concocting in his mind.

Sergio got into the study and took his seat behind the big desk while Alfonso stood outside the door. He had served him for the past years but still couldn’t understand him. His wife was dying and he was in there, unbothered.

But there was one thing he knew. Sergio wasn’t the type of man who displayed his emotions. He was a man of few words and more actions. He was unreadable. Unpredictable. His silence was a deadly weapon on its own.

“Boss, there is a girl…”

“Yes, let her in!” Alfonso nodded and did as instructed.

“I… I was the one that poisoned Donna. I… I just did it because I did not like her very much!” She trembled as tears rolled down freely from her eyes. “I could not hide any longer. The silence was eating me alive!”

That was the kind of power Sergio had. He didn’t have to go around, searching for the person that attempted to take his wife’s life. All he did was sit and wait and as expected, the culprit went right out to him.

“I did it on my own, I swear. There was no accomplice!” She was holding a knife behind her, ready to stab herself after the confession. It was better that way than die by Sergio’s hands. “I am sorry!”

As she raised the knife to stab herself, a strong hand stopped her from behind. The knife fell from her hand and dropped on the floor, causing her heart to sink into the pit of her stomach.

“Too late, Amore mio!” Enzo whispered into her ears. “Too late!”

Sergio stared at the girl who cried helplessly as she was taken away. She didn’t even try to plead for mercy or fight because she knew it was useless. Death was her endgame and she had long accepted it.

“What are you going to do to her, brother? She deserves a slow, painful death” But Sergio didn’t respond. He kept smoking from his cigar like he hadn’t heard him. “Fine, I will take care of her until she wakes up!”

“No need” He finally responded and stood to his feet “I will take care of her and the person behind it”

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(THREE DAYS LATER)

Rosana’s eyes flickered open as she quietly took in her surroundings. Where was she? She asked herself as she tried to sit up on the bed. And why was she finding it hard to remember what happened to her?

She turned to the window and saw him standing there, staring at her. He was wearing a black singlet which exposed the tattoos on his arms and neck and a black trouser. Why does he have to look so sexy in every outfit, she wondered.

Her eyes lowered to his strong thighs and settled between his legs. He was so big and would stretch her walls perfectly. She imagined him pounding into her ruthlessly as he does with his fingers and making her c? m on his hard c? ck.

She imagined licking him everywhere while his strong hands roamed her body. She imagined his head between her thighs, licking and driving her nuts with his tongue and fingers.

A delicious shiver worked down her spine as she stared at him. Her nipples hardened under her dress and she felt her p? ssy going hotter and wetter by the minute. Her skin flushed and she looked away immediately. What the hell was that?

She just woke up from the dead and the first thing she could think about was how sexy he looked on a stupid outfit and how he would devour her if he got the chance to.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” She muttered and sat up on that bed.

“You were the one feeding your eyes some seconds ago, Bambolina. Tell me, did you enjoy the view?”

“I did not see anything! And I wasn’t even looking at you”

“You were drooling, Mi Amore” He answered and walked over to the bed. “If you want, I could take off my clothes for a better view!”

Her cheeks flushed. “You are the last person I want to see n@ked”

“You were poisoned, Bambolina. You were unconscious for three days…”

“And let me guess, you must have been excited. I am surprised you did not try to suffocate me with a pillow!”

“You think so bad of me, Bambolina!”

“And you do not even like me. You do not even care!” She lashed out and turned to glare at him. They were back at it again, fighting and getting on each other’s nerves.

“Your mouth has become sharper, huh?” Sergio asked, pressing his cold fingers against her chin. “Think it is high time I put it to work”

Rosana shivered at his words and tried to move away but he grabbed her by the neck, stroking her pulse lightly.

“Get on your knees, Bambolina!”

“I…”

“You have been a bad girl lately and you deserve to be punished. Do not tempt me!” He groaned as his c? ck grew bigger, craving her small beautiful mouth around it. “Kneel!”