I have nothing to los, but to gain everything, if I can't do this. I'm just three days away from losing everything. I'm so grateful that my parents aren't around to see me like this. I'm about to auction off the last thing of value I have to gain everything back. He's completely a stranger. I am not allowed to have a glimpse of him, not even on the first night of our. I am not a normal bride, but purchased by him in an auction. He's my the highest bidder and the king of dark world.View More
"Thank you, doctor." I smiled up at him as I folded my arms. "Welcome, Miss Clara." He bowed and left the room immediately. Sylvia and Willow are staying with me, helping me with the wedding preparations. Though, they don't need to get themselves tired. Edwardo and my husband have hired a team. But I'm glad to see they wanted to make sure that everything was perfect. Edwardo was leaning against the door frame. He nodded at him as the doctor bowed while walking out the door. "Dinner time, Sister." He said. I got on my feet. There is something strange about his posture. "What is it?" I asked him, pacing forward. "Your wedding dress is here." He said. My brows furrowed. Vincenzo told me to pick whatever I wanted, including decorations. "But Willow said it would be here in the morning," I asked him. "That, too." He shrugged as he held out his arm from me. "I didn't get it." I muttered to him as I curled my arm around
He kissed the side of my head as he sat next to me on the swing. He stared at me and then at the sea. "I like city life." He said. "I like everything," I smiled brightly. "Your smile explained. I don't need words for this. But.." He turned to face me. "Are you sure you wanna be his wife?" He asked. Worry flashed in his eyes. "I'm already his wife, Ed." I blinked my lashes. Why were we discussing this topic? "You're worried about me?" I asked him. "Dad always talked about you. I never thought I would have a sister. But it feels good to take care of a calm and sensible young sister instead of a brat younger brother." We shared a laugh. But it went silent immediately. "Tell me something about him?" I asked. "Our father?" He asked. I nodded instantly. "He wasn't like other mafia fathers. He treated us like a normal father does." He said with a soft smile. "Other mafia fathers?" It frightened me, contemplating Vincenzo not tre
Something was brushing against my cheeks in a tender way. My lips curled up in a soft smile as I curved on my back, moving closer to the touch. Instead, fingers ran through my hair. My smile deepened as it brought me out of my sleepiness. Sylvia's face flashed at the back of my head, and her words sending me back to my mother echoed in my head. Fear lashed through me. "No! No! Don't send me to her." I let out a high-pitched, panicked shout. I woke up with a startle. Marcus knew about my pregnancy. Willow is safe. Sylvia and her son are in danger. My head is filled with a lot of things. My big eyes snapped at him. The fingers that were running through my hair, cupped the side of my face. I stared into his amber eyes. His gaze calmed over me. "You're not going anywhere." He said, running his thumb on my cheek. "Her child! She would kill him." I tasted my salty tears. "They're safe." He drew his face closer as he rubbed his nose
"Don't let anyone come near the house." I told them. I wanted to strangle Sylvia, but Marcus's feelings for him deterred me. He walked into the hall with an everything-fine mask over his face. "Where are you appointing me?" He asked with a smirk. The pain in his eyes is replaced with confusion today. He handles the situation better instead of his emotions letting him guide him. "My brothers are bosses. They don't need instructions." I told him, motioning at Pete to leave us alone. They bowed and left immediately. Ron, our doctor knocked on the open door. "Boss?" He looks between us, sensing that it's the wrong timing. "I can come later." He said. I shook my head. "I want you to give my wife something that will send her into a deep sleep for a few hours." I told him. "But ma'am is pregnant, boss?" Ron gulped. "I'm aware. I don't want her to hear a single gunshot." I told him. Marcus cursed under his breath and ran his
A sickness formed in the pit of my belly and my heart started racing as I saw Marcus pressing the gun to her cheek. He could do that. They could kill without remorse. She is beautiful with soft blue eyes, golden hair, tall and fit figure. Her long silver dress looked expensive. She looked like a woman on a mission. Marcus wasn't controlling his anger. I feared he'd kill her. I don't wanna see another act of violence after seeing what my mother did to me and the women she captured, and abducted. "I can explain." She says not fearing that the gun is pressed to her. "I don't fucking trust you." I always thought Marcus was rude and in anger most of the time. He was surprised like my husband. He's furious today and can pull the trigger. "What's happening?" I asked, He glanced at me and flashed his soft smile. "Patience, wife." He muttered. I swallowed. Was this situation normal to him? His smile explained I didn't need word
My body froze seeing a dead person walking toward us. I tightened my hold on her wrist as I pulled her behind me. Dead people didn't walk toward you to greet you but to take your happiness away. No one knew the way to our islands, not even Sylvia and Willow, until someone betrayed us. And that people were already dead. She stood in front of me a foot away. She was still beautiful, even more, the day I saw her in the club that night. "Capo!" She breathed out softly. She flashed her soft smile my way. She was always scared of me. Willow mostly reminded me of her the way she jumped hearing my voice suddenly. But this woman seemed bold, not even her eyes were betraying her. A fearless woman is always dangerous. "When did this miracle start to happen?" I smirked at her. I am already prepared for unpredictable things. This wasn't even in my nightmare. What kind of a game could it be? Whatever, they're not getting a single reaction from m
Giving myself a second to breathe a sigh of relief, I drifted my gaze around. Vincenzo didn't leave my side yesterday. After dolling up, when I stepped into the hallway of the room, it was only me. I didn't hear him leaving the house. I wanted to see Willow but Vincenzo said they needed time. Ivan lost his father. It gave me one more reason to point at my mother. She and her troop weren't near good. I tried to keep myself awake, fearing that a stranger would show up and take me away from my safe zone. I gulp in fear. What my mother would have done to the people consumed my thoughts. I always wanted to be like her. I'm glad I am not. I braced myself to spend time alone. My mother's bad deeds are haunting me. I paced out of the room. My heart pounded and my feet halted. "We need to pay much attention to the security." Marcus's voice reached me. "It's not our security system. But people who crossed us and met their death. I want
My patience was thinning. It has been more than two hours waiting for them. My stare grew hardened on him. "I trust my brother. Our sister was the last wish of our father. No one messed up Father's last wish." Enzo snorted. He fished his phone out with a snort. He hoisted it up after clicking on the display. "Ed," He said out loud. I was about to yank his phone away. Clara must be with him. Marcus grabbed me by the arm. "Let him talk." "My wife. I don't know where she is." I rubbed my temple. Fisting my hands, stopping myself from punching someone. "She's with her brother." He lowered his voice. I stared at Enzo. "A brother. She never met. We don't know a thing about them." My lips flattened. "They're a few seconds away. Some motorcycle guys are chasing them and a black SUV. Should I consider you - bosses prepared or do you need special time?" Enzo asked, lifting his brows. I wanted to wipe off his smirk. "
Dread froze me. Tina wasn't lying. Some girls next to me were naked and some were barely covering themselves. There was one thing common between us. Fear and tears in our eyes. I was the only one with clothes from my chest to my thighs. There wasn't much light but excluded the stage. The spotlights were falling over us. Lusty gazes were catching our every moment. There were whistles and dirty words could be heard aiming at us. They lined us up. Gena, my mother's sister, is standing proudly behind the hostess wearing a silky dress with stripes. I wanted to wipe off her evil haughty smile and wanted her to push into the deep well where I sure couldn't come out of it Including my mother and every evil person present here. Anger washed through my blood seeing most of the girls in chains. I wanted someone to slap me so I could break this nightmare and return to reality. This was the worst situation I could get myself into. I turned to run away. But His
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