Shelbina was adopted by a Mafia family. They adore her. Her brothers doted on her and trained her the same as they had been. She is a queen who doesn't need any crown or throne to prove herself. Xander Hill is a powerful Mafia Boss who rules his world with pride and dignity. He won't think twice before killing if it's about his people. Once he wants something he takes it at any cost.
Lihat lebih banyakThe morning sun rays were coming through the window and were laying on her beautiful face. She squeezed her eyes tighter, making wrinkles around them. She sighed softly while turning her back toward the window. Fresh air was flying through it bringing flowers' smell from the large garden on the other side of the window, making her nose fill with them. A soft smile crawled on her face. She tried to disappear in her sleep again.
Abruptly, she heard the bangs on the closed door and heard it opening. It irritated her. She wanted to slap the face of the person who dared to open her door without her permission. " We've been attacked, ma'am. " Her employee Avni shouted in a trembling voice. There was an alarm in her tone. It shook her off from her attempt of sleeping again.
She was in black shorts and a blue crop top. Her long brown hair was resting on the pillow spreading all over it.
She heard her heart picking race though she was trained to face anything. " What?" She straightened up with a jolt, her big sleepy eyes staring at her. " Oh, my God! Sara? " She threw the cover away from her body and jumped out of the mattress. She grabbed the car keys and her cell phone, throwing them in her shorts pocket. She rushed out of her room toward her door.
Two Years Ago
Her gaze roamed around in boredom. She saw some faces staring at her. She chose to ignore them. " Where is she?" She shouted, getting irked from waiting for her brother's girlfriend.
He smirked looking at his impatient younger sister. " She's on her way, Ell. " Her brother said, trying to convince her, " Should I order another coffee or something for you?" He asked.
Three cups of coffee were already laying on the table in front of her. " Yeah, sure. If you have serious intentions to kill me with caffeine. " She sarcastically said, crossing her arms over her chest, and leaning back against the chair. She creased her perfect arched brows.
"No one dies with caffeine. " He smirked. His expression was softened.
She gazed at her brother in impatience and raised her eyebrows in great irritation.
" I'm sorry. I'm sorry. " A girl shouted while running at them. She was holding her heels in her left hand.
She looked at her brother with a questioning gaze, " There she is! " His lips pulled up with a warm smile on his face.
" Broken heel in her hand. Don't tell me you can't buy her a good pair. " She taunted her brother.
She was in dark blue jeans and a pink one-shoulder top. Her heels were in her hand. She was running at them with remorse on her pretty face with blue eyes, lips covered with pink lipstick and short dark brown hair touching her chest. She was tall without heels. Her brother stood up from his chair wearing his broadest smile.
" I'm sorry, baby. I got late. I got stuck in traffic and my heels broke on my way coming here. I'm so sorry. " She pouted, remorse still clung to her pretty face.
She was grinning covering her mouth with her hand, hearing baby from her mouth for her muscular strong brother with the most green eyes, " It's okay, sweetheart." He spoke while smiling.
She sprouted out in loud laughter hearing sweetheart from her cruel brother. Although, he wasn't cruel to her. She was the only girl after his mother who witnessed his soft heart.
" Shelbina, " There was a warning in his soft voice. She instantly controlled her laugh but could not do it properly, " She is Sara. Sweetheart, she's my sister, Shelbina." He introduced them, glancing at her smiling, trying to rein in her laugh.
She extended her hand. "Hello, nice to meet you." She smiled. "I'm sorry for all this fuss." Sara bit her lower lip in nervousness.
"Pleased to meet you, Sara." She smiled. "She is cute." She whispered to her brother with praising eyes which earned her a smile from her handsome brother.
"Thanks." He blushed like a college boy.
At that moment, she realized that he was serious about this girl.
"Well, I'll see you later. Indeed, I'll call you, Sara. You both enjoy yourself. I'll take my leave." She smiled, feeling genuinely happy for him.
"But you don't have my number." She said, her big eyes declaring how nervous she was.
"I'll take it from my brother. Bye." She turned on her heels. Her smile was explaining to them that she had approved of her as a part of the family.
"Did I get her approval?" She heard Sara saying. Worry paced her tone.
"Two thumbs up." She showed her thumbs up over her head while walking toward her car.
He curled his arms around Sara as they both smiled peering at her going.
She stepped off the car. She couldn't pluck away her worry and anxiety for her family. It continued revolving in her head. A soft touch pulled her away from the continuous nagging of her thoughts. He was the reason she could spend her days and nights waiting for the weekend. His fingers curled around her waist, tugging her to his side. She glanced at him. A smile crawled on her face. Her husband brought a hand up to shade his eyes, drafting his gaze around. He looked so handsome. She wasn't certain to express her feelings to him. But she wrote something on the paper for him. "There's no danger." She told him, smiling. Though, Ricco was still on the run. She believed her husband and brothers wouldn't sit calmly until they found him, or locked him up in the dungeon. The corners of his lips pulled up. He kissed the side of her temple. "You never know, wife." They strode away from the vehicle. She let out a heavy breath, preparing herself to face whate
Tears were falling down her face. "I am but some things still scared me." Her chin trembled. Orlando swiped his fingers on her cheeks. "You mean. Your husband?" He offered her a soft smile. "He would never hurt you. I will never let this happen. I'll kill every person who'll cause my sister pain." He said, promisingly. "I trust you." She said. "But," Her eyes darted back to the door. "Mom and Dad?" She asked, gulping. It was nagging her. He curled his arm around her shoulder and made her walk toward the door. "Give them some time. They're gonna be alright. I'm worried about you, pumpkin." He looked down at her. "You just said it, right now that I'm the strongest one. I'll be fine." She smiled at him, but she stumbled to a halt seeing ahead of them. Their hard and cold expressions were telling they were into a hot argument. Roberto was about to say something but he clamped his lips tight together at the sight of them. "Ell, you should be in your room."
She stared at the closed door. She lifted her hand to knock but halted. It was already cracked open. She pushed it wide open. "Roberto!" Her mother squealed, her glassy eyes glued to the door. After realizing it, she forced a smile at her. "I don't wanna talk now, Sweetie." She told her. She walked in. "I understand. I just want to sit next to you. Is that okay with you, Mom?" She asked, sitting next to her on the mattress. More tears welled out. She nodded her head, looking away. Her faze rested on the family picture. It was clicked after three months when they rescued her. She was so happy to have them all. She sat there, gazing at the picture. "You bought me that dress. You remember, Mom?" She asked. A soft smile crawled on her face recalling those days. Happy days! "Yes, your father went with me to shop for you. He never showed. He is happy to have you in the family." A genuine smile crawled on her face, despite tears. "Father h
Her forehead creased hearing voices out. Sara was sleeping without any care in the world. She got on her feet and they carried her forward. She grasped the knob and twisted it carefully, not waking her up. She paced out and peered down the hallway. There was no one. She shut the door behind her. The voices were making sense as she extended her feet toward the stairs. She climbed them down. She gulped recognizing her father yelling in anger. It never happened before. "You're not staying here. You betrayed me." He grunted. "That's not true. I was scared." Her brows crushed together hearing the soft but painful voice of her mother. She kept moving gradually down to the kitchen. "Bullshit," Roberto roared in anger, slamming his hand against the table. She stood under the archway, darting her eyes on all faces presented. Roberto was leaning on the dining table, his fisted hand was resting on the table, and his expression was cold as if he wou
The sun was up, peering into her room through the cracks of leaves. Worry was gnawing at her. She hadn't received any calls or messages from him. Arturo would be going through hell. There was no doubt. Her feelings were pushing her on the edge, needing her to see him, feeling his arms secured around her. Drawing herself out of the mattress, she glanced out with a heavy sigh. Her steps were slowed toward the washroom door. Her feet deterred, not certain. She didn't want to do anything. She couldn't bring herself to make a call to him. Her gaze flicked to the door waiting for him to walk in at any time. After a couple of heartbeats, she grasped the doorknob and twisted it. She knew he wouldn't come still the ray of hope never disappeared within her. "Got yourself busy somewhere else. Your feelings are weakening you." She muttered to herself. After a hot shower, she returned to her room with a draped towel around herself. Relief swept thr
She was relieved that her mother was fine. She took a steadying breath. Worry sat heavy in her stomach. She wasn't bothered about him. But not seeing him for hours left her worried and upset. Everything seemed to change. She glanced at the hanging clock again. They were still at her parents' home. She was getting impatient. She knew what he'd be doing. But she wanted his arms around her, wanted to feel secure. The door cracked open and her head swiped over to it, hoping to see her husband. "Where's he?" She asked and felt her heart running fast in her ribcage. He had become her safe zone. Orlando and Alberto exchanged looks. " You already know," Albert said, walking into the room. "What do you expect? I'm still not done with him." Orlando fisted his hands, his gaze turned dark. "You okay, Kid?" Alberto took her in a side embrace and gazed down at her. She nodded. "Girls?" She asked, looking up in his eyes. Alberto sighed
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