CHAPTER 4: A LADY WAS BORN

Nishane's Point of View

I AM CURRENTLY organizing my stuff in the closet. These dresses, accessories, and everything were from Clifford. He gave me everything that I needed even though I didn't ask. It shocked me because he knew the things I preferred. Even the brand of shampoo and lotion I use, he knows it.

Is he my stalker?

Later, I was surprised when my phone rang. I knew immediately who was calling as no other contact details were saved but his. So I can't even ask for help to get out of this place.

"What?!" I asked irritably.

"Fix yourself. I'll pick you up in a minute," he said in a plain voice.

My eyes widened. "In a minute?"

Doesn't he know that it takes me an hour to take a shower since I love enjoying the water? It calms my soul. I still need to dry my hair and dress myself.

"You heard me right."

I breathed deeply. "But I still—"

"No buts. I'm on my way."

And he hung up the call just like that.

But wait... he's going to pick me up? Does that mean we are going somewhere? If we leave, does that mean I can get out of this mansion?

My eyes widened and my heart filled with excitement.

Should I plan on escaping again?

My thoughts were interrupted when the phone rang again. My annoyance automatically came to life.

"What now?!" I asked, annoyed.

"Disguise yourself or I'll kill your mother."

I closed my eyes in annoyance when I heard that. I was going to speak but he immediately ended the call.

"Oh, God! I hate him to death!" I shouted and dropped the phone on the bed.

"WHERE are we going?" I asked Clifford when I got bored on the flight.

My escape plan took a back seat as I knew it was impossible for that to happen tonight. We were in a luxurious limousine while the van carrying Clifford's men was in a black van and there were more than black vans surrounding us. Some are in front of us, others are behind us.

Seriously? Is this how powerful he is?

It's scary to fight Clifford because he's so powerful. Well, what do I expect from a mafia boss?

To this day, I still do not fully believe that I will have a husband who is a mafia boss. And to this arrogant man.

Although, it really broke my heart into a million pieces every time I look back at what Clifford told me, that my mother sold me to him.

"We're here."

Wearing a large black hoodie jacket and black shade even though it was dark around, I got out of the car.

Clifford didn't even bother to assist me. Glady, one of his men did.

I frowned as I looked around. We were in a tall building and it was all dark. The only thing that gives light is a few small lights that are mostly yellow in color.

A steep staircase exposed us. At the height of that barrier is the entrance of the building. It's like I'm in a dark kingdom.

"Guard the lady, we are entering the Griffle Headquarters."

I was even more surprised when I heard the voice of one of Clifford's men and my eyes widened when he became familiar. He's the leader who abducted me.

I lowered my shades to the side of my nose and stared at him.

"Yes, lady. I am Fred." And after he said that, he grinned and left my side.

I just kept walking. Clifford was ahead of me and his forehead was just raised while walking. He looks so fine when all he does is walk. I can only see his back but I feel that he is screaming for being the boss.

A few moments later, when we were at the entrance, we were surrounded by many of Clifford's men wearing black suits. They all have serious faces. I looked around at them and I couldn't help but be afraid.

We were in front of a giant gate, Clifford was next to me by my side while his men were behind us.

Are they a cult?

"Open the gate! Master and his lady are approaching!"

My heart skipped a beat when the giant gate opened in front of us. I lowered my shades to fully see what was in front of us.

As the opening of the gate continued to grow, I could see more of what was inside. And I couldn't help but be impressed when I saw the beauty of the interior.

I feel like I'm in a palace.

My lips parted.

Does Clifford own it?

"Welcome, Clifford, and… who are you?" I looked at a woman I didn't realize was in front of me. Her eyes widened in shock and pointed at me. "You are…"

Clifford removed the woman's finger pointing at me.

"Yes. She is Nishane Cassiana and she is my wife."

"How could—" The woman couldn't get over the shock on her face and immediately pulled Clifford away. "Let's talk, Clifford."

Even though my face was surprised, I just let them go. I distracted myself by gazing at the beauty of this building.

So... this is how powerful he is.

Clifford's Point of View

"WHAT ARE YOU THINKING?!" Allison, my right-hand and childhood friend asked me madly.

I just grinned. I expected her reaction to be like this so I wasn't surprised anymore. I know that any of my staff would definitely be surprised when they met my wife.

My wife. My Nishane.

Well, that is one of my purposes.

I didn't marry Nishane just to become my useless spouse. I married her on purpose.

"Clifford! You are in big trouble!" Allison exclaimed. I nodded to her. "So, you mean, you really know who she is?"

I laughed a little when I heard what she said.

"Are you underestimating me?"

Allison laughed sarcastically. "Fuck, Clifford! What do you think about getting married? Game? You are not a kid anymore!"

I woke up to my senses and laughed. "Chill. I am playing a nice game."

"Then why did you marry her? She is the daughter of your mortal enemy! Her father is a Cassiana!"

Allison is right. Nishane's father is my mortal enemy. He is the boss of Cassiana's Organization. His daughter and his wife seem like don't know about him being a mafia boss. What Nishane and her mother know is that her father is dead.

I frowned at her question. Why did I choose to marry her? To get revenge? No. I can kill Cassianas without marrying her.

But why did I marry her?

I breathed deeply.

"Because I know for you that I won't fall for a woman like her."