Fated To The Mafia Alpha

My hands were trembling, and my lips quivered as I tried to calm myself. I never knew he could make me this nervous. I glanced down to look at my sweaty palm and took a sip of my coffee.

My heart was thumping so hard that I swallowed the lump that seemed to be stuck in my throat.

He appeared and sat down without acknowledging me. His stern voice broke the silence.

"Will you spill it already?" he demanded, frowning and impatient.

I reached into my bag, brought out an envelope, and placed it in front of him. He wasted no time in opening it.

As he read, my heart pounded, and my world seemed to crumble. But I knew I had to do this. I had to end my suffering.

Marrying Trey was my biggest mistake. Given the chance to go back, I'd fix it.

Two years taught me that love can't be forced. The fact that he mocks me every time because I'm barren and belittles me is what crushes my soul.

I can finally divorce him because my dad is no longer alive, and he's the one who begged us to get married because he wanted to see me marry before he died.

"You want a divorce?" he smirked, signing the papers without hesitation.

My palms grew sweaty, feeling as if my life had been a waste.

“You could've just emailed it or sent it to my assistant. You shouldn't have wasted my time over something like this,” he said coldly.

“Is that all you have to say?” I asked with a sad voice.

“What do you want me to say? Do you want me to beg you to stay? You made this decision by yourself, so I'll grant it to you.”

With that, he got up and left, leaving me shattered.

I just stared at his retreating figure. Was I not beautiful enough for him? Did I lack something?

I just wanted to understand why my husband never tried to love me. It was too late for that now. It was all over. I grabbed my phone and texted my best friend that it was finally over. I grabbed my bag and walked out of the place.

******

“Listen to me, just this once. I promise I'll never bug you again.”

“Janice, I don't think I can just suppress everything and just go dancing in a club.”

“You're not getting any younger, okay? Why should you grieve over a guy who tolerated you instead of loving you?” She said while crossing her arms over her chest.

She was determined to take me along. In a way, she was right. How was I able to stay with a person who tolerated me instead of loving me? When all I wanted to do was love him.

“Hey, hey.” She said, snapping her fingers in front of me. “Stop overthinking, and let's go. It won't hurt to try, you know.”

I let out a deep breath and threw my hand in the air in defeat. “Fine, but please let's leave early, I have work in the morning.”

“Yay!” She squealed with joy while grabbing my hand. “Do not worry, Winter, we'll be back before you know it.” I rolled my eyes at her.

“Don't even think about going to your closet. Your clothes are very boring.” I pretended to be hurt. “What, those are very expensive.”

“And boring, we need something that will bring back your youth, something that pumps your boobs out.” A giggle followed, and I just stared at her with a judgmental look.

She went into her closet and brought the dress out. “Janice, that is a mosquito net.”

She scoffed at my statement. “ Stop being so dramatic. It's really cute.”

“I am not wearing that. That's too provocative.” “That's the main idea tonight, babe. No, go put it on.” She said in a stern voice, and I knew it would be hard to convince her, so I just did.

“You look so cute and sexy, yes?” She said while giggling. “Janice, my coochie is literally out.”

“Stop being a drama queen. Nothing is showing. Wait for me to change so that I can do your makeup for you.”

We finally finished, and I grabbed a jacket. “What are you doing?” She questioned in a stern voice as if I were about to commit a taboo.

“No Janice, I can't be walking out there with my butt sticking out like that, I am wearing a jacket.” She rolled her eyes, and we both left.

We arrived at the club in no time. This place was so noisy. The bass vibrating through the walls and the floor and the constant jumping from the people here was about to drive me crazy.

Janice pulled me to the counter and gave me a shot. “You know—”

“Uh uh, don't say anything, just drink.” I have never drunk before; I didn't even want to try after I found out that I was barren. That news still haunts me like I was told yesterday.

I grabbed the shot and threw my head back while throwing the whole thing in my mouth like how I always see people do. I felt the liquid burn my throat, and I immediately coughed. “Fuck, this shit tastes awful,” I said while squeezing my face.

“Here's how you drink it.” Janice handed me a lime and another shot. “Lick some of the lime and throw the shot in.” I took a deep breath and licked the bitter lime and threw the burning liquid in my mouth, but it didn't burn, and it wasn't bitter like the first time.

“See?” I smiled at her, and she pulled me to the dance floor as we both danced. While we were dancing, I threw my head up and saw a bunch of people upstairs, but they seemed to be calm.

My eyes were roaming when they landed on a man who was resting on the railway and looking at me intently; I immediately looked away. After a while, I looked again and still saw him looking at me. Why the fuck is he looking at me?