Gabriela
“ You can kiss harder than that,” he whispered. The scent of smoke and bourbon fills the air, it was addicting yet, suffocating. “ What’s wrong, Santoro? Do you not enjoy being owned?” His voice was laced with distaste.
My gaze found him. Rage fuels my heart to push him away. “ No. Not with someone as beast as you,” I smirk and hit his chest, ready to pull away when suddenly, his hand grips my hair, pulling me closer to his body.
“ Careful, Santoro. I might ruin you, right here, right now,” he darkly said directly beneath my ears as I felt his fingers painfully stroking the tips of my hair. My heart was beating too fast and I cannot move, not when my whole family was here, at this beast's mercy.
The elite party lights, champagnes, and sexy music didn’t justify how disgraceful this place was. A pity party for the Mob families, announcing a dream of happily ever after which doesn’t exist in our dark world. Only the greedy attend this kind of party. Only those who bathe in power and cruelness attend this kind of party.
As we continue to dance in the middle of all these hypocrites, I can feel stares from every woman in the room. Sure, everyone hates me for stealing the beast's freedom from being the hottest bachelor in town to a one-woman man. And yet, I don’t have any choice because he bought me.
“ Counting how many women envy you right now, Santoro?” he whispered, tugging me closer to his body until my cheeks were close enough to lie down in his chiseled chest.
I cursed. “ You better let go of me right now, Dela Vin,” I warned, but the asshole only pressed me harder into his chest, making me frustrated.
This engagement party shouldn’t happen in the first place. I shouldn’t agree with this to happen, but my voice was shut down by my family, who knowingly sold me to the devil.
No matter how much I resist, this path allows them to have the power dancing in their hands, and that’s what matters the most. My happiness and consent regarding this important part of my life weren’t given on a silver platter.
I was served cold and ready to be the sacrificial lamb for this beast in front of me.
He darkly chuckles, stroking my hair. “ Can you see the barcode in your ring, Santoro?”
I flicked my eyes and saw the barcode that he was talking about. “ You have no taste,” I whispered with disgust. “If you want this to work, you could have chosen an infinity symbol for our love to prosper,” I mockingly said, still eyeing the barcode at the center of the golden ring he gave as an engagement ring earlier.
Dela Vin laughed. “That barcode means I bought you, Santoro. It’s not a symbol of love, it’s my symbol of ownership against you. Remember this: your own family sold you to me to save their ass off their debts. Now, dance and enjoy the night or I’ll change my mind.”
“ Y-You can’t do that!” I quickly said, jogging him away and looking into his eyes with fear. No. He can’t change his mind because if he did… if he did…
He smirked. “I’m the boss, Santoro. No one will argue if I told them I changed my mind about marrying you,” he whispered, making me frozen in place.
“I could’ve destroyed cities and burned every person in this room, but no one is powerful enough to stop me,” he mentions.
When I looked up, I saw nothing in his eyes. Not even a single stroke of emotion can be seen. And then, I realized who I was sold to. He was Giovanni Dela Vin, the leading MOB leader and the most dangerous one.
My stomach was in knots. My heart sank into oblivion because I didn't have any choice. In order for my family to live, I was here to please him and convince him to marry me. It’s the only way for us to live.
“ You know who needs this marriage more than I do.” He fixes his coat and attempts to walk away. I was too fast to hold his arm and stop him from walking away.
He shouldn't have walked out of this party. I cannot let him leave. My eyes are full and hot as I fight the urge to cry from this miserable life that I had. I don’t even know what love is and then, here I am being married, to the ruthless person who has ever lived.
I am afraid. He makes me afraid.
Dela Vin rolls his eyes and moves closer to me. “ If they see that you’re crying right now, they might think that I am a bad fiance’ forcing you to be married to me, Santoro.”
I can do this. My tears rolled down but my hands wiped them away just before someone noticed it.
With every step, my body is shaking with regret. The idea of marriage was totally ruined in the back of my mind because I know how doomed I am. I can never experience a fortunate marriage because right now, I am sealing my fate.
Dela Vin remains standing in the midst of the crowd. His large frame makes him stand amongst the crowd. He was handsome, yet it was dangerous to even stare at him. As the beast stared right into me, his lips grinning and brows rising, I knew why my family chose to run to him for help.
Every step feels heavy. It weighs resignation from the dream, letting go of my freedom, and accepting my fate.
“Please marry me.”
I looked up at him and saw the flashing lights behind him. Whilst I am trembling, Dela Vin stands still and only stares right into me with a pleased grin.
“ Take me as your wife. Please take me as your wife.” Those words slowly left my mouth before I found myself running into him and crashing our lips for everyone at this party to see.
I felt him smile through our kiss. “You better be a good wife then,” he replied before owning my lips without inhibitions.
Gabriela“ I will not sleep with you,” I said as my hands found my luggage situated inside of the car where both of us were seated. After our scene last night, my fate has been sealed with him.When I crashed my lips into him, I accepted the fact that I am being sold to him as his bride and my family was more than happy to sell me off to him. Who wouldn’t? Just by this beast's name, we’ve been saved from our competitors' anger and we can live our life protected because of his influence.Giovanni Dela Vin gave us an opportunity to live a better life, to maintain our standing in this fucked up society, and to not live in shame because the Santoro’s, as of this moment, is under his jurisdiction. And it all takes my freedom to have this kind of life. My freedom was t
GabrielaThis must be a dream. I turned around and saw him eyeing me with his vicious glare as I stepped back into the large house in front of me. The stairs are too intimidating, to begin with.Being one of the Mob families, I thought our house was beyond extraordinary. It was luxurious because my mother loved shiny things and my father cannot eat his pride when it comes to his possession, but seeing this house right now? It looks like an entire village of elites can fill the place. In fact, it looks like a customary kingdom built only for him.“ Better hurry, Santoro. My meeting will start at five,” he coldly said, pushing me towards the giant door while I saw his servants bringing the baggage behind us.I cannot help but stop and tu
GabrielaGiovanni didn’t come back after that. My chest hurts.He refused to make our marriage work and I’ve been waiting all night long for him to make an explanation, but neither of his shadows appeared right in front of my eyes.When I woke the next morning, he was still gone. There was nothing from him, not even a single explanation of what had happened.Asshole.I knew that he was the cruelest mob leader in New York, but I didn’t know he was this cruel.All I can do is to get up from the bed and try to figure out where to go in this large house. He didn’t even tour me around.
GabrielaIt hurts. My body is trembling from the pain of what he did. Tears are begging to just flow out of my eyes because of the stinging sensation.I can’t even lift my body from the bed.Through my half-induced eyelids, I saw his figure grinning down at me. “ Learned your lesson?” he asked. He had the audacity to ask while buckling his belt. I got alarmed.I panicked. “ What are you doing?!”He smiles. “ Getting dressed. You can still lift your ass from that bed, right? I want my food to be prepared after I take my shower.”“ I am not your fucking maid!” I shouted.
Gabriela My whole body is sore. I can’t even lift a single finger to reach the glass of water on the bedside table to fill my thirst. “ Do you need any help, my love?” I heard Giovanni’s teasing voice from the corner of the room. I don’t need to lift myself from the bed and see what he is doing. This man is cruel. And I meant that. I squirm under the sheets. “ Smoking will kill you, Dela Vin.” My voice croaks dry. The fact that he made me run over his garden is awful. I cannot forgive him for dragging me into his habit of running to release his frustration over his gang. Frowning, he sat down on the side of the bed. “No one can kill me, my love,” he whispers as he runs a hand through my hair. I swallow and look away. There is something about him today that intimidates me. Maybe I am not used to seeing him early in the morning with all of his naked chest waving in front of my eyes. Even then, hearing Giovanni calling me his love is…overwhelming. My heart aches. I
Giovanni “ Elias is already dead. His body is disposed in the river just like how you instructed, sir.” I looked up from my cards and across the dark-painted surface before sliding my gaze to the man shivering in front of me. I’d felt…satisfied seeing how they fear knowing I can just snap my fingers and shot their head. Without mercy. Nor inhibitions. There was a gray cloud of smoke in the air as I puffed the last of my cigarette and throws it on the floor. Elias is Gabriella’s uncle who tried to swindle money out of their family. He committed treason and tried to hide from anyone. But here’s the deal: no one can hide from me. Owning multiple businesses in New York and with every man willing to worship the ground that I am walking on. Normally, I don’t meddle with family feuds since I don’t care about anything other than things that will make me money. But Gabriella, she’s different. Something about her is spectacular. Always had been spectacular from my perspective. I d
Gabriella “ Have you seen Giovanni?” I asked as soon as I found my personal bodyguard resting on the couch watching. He looks shocked for a moment before he abruptly rose in his heels. Ace looks like he was caught doing something bad. My eyes glance over the television and found the reason why. A grown up man who owns a pistol plastered into his waist is watching a kid's movie. I stifle a chuckle watching how he tried to turn off the television if I haven’t snatched the remote control first on the coffee table. He looks flushed. “ Your husband is out to attend some business proposals, ma’am. Do you need something?” “Do you know his favorite dishes?” “Sorry?” I looked up. Bewilderment is dancing over Ace’s expression and I don’t know why. Only two hours before dinner, I wanted to do something for Giovanni. Well, technically, I wanted to ask him to take me out for dinner, but he spends most of his time dealing with people outside. So, I am thinking of preparing our dinner s
Gabriella “ You’re ready for me?” Giovanni whispered, making me slightly moan. The feeling of his warm breath touching the sensitive skin of my neck is too demanding. It made me want to pull him closer to my body and just let him claim me. Tease me. Own me. My hands grabbed the silky sheets of our bed. “ Van…” I feel so hot. Warm air fills the whole room as I stare at his naked form. His naked body was standing over the edge of the bed staring right into me like a predator seeing me as his feast. His lips quirk into a thin line. His hands touch the bareness of his chest then he walks closer and closer until I was cornered against the headrest. Giovanni’s hand was busy twirling the end of my hair as I breathe deep and audible feeling how much he makes my body succumbs into his power. I never felt so intimidated. So overpowered. “ You know why I married you, Santoro?” he huskily asked, sliding his tongue to the skin of my cheek making me squirm a little. I looked up. O