Chapter 5: His docile bride

Enzo

I'm a married Man, Alessandra Romano stood in front of the alter beside me and vowed to be my wife. My least favorite part is that she vowed til death do us part, it's cute that she thinks she can escape me by dying. If I'm the one to go first, I will haunt her until she joins me but if she goes first I will follow right behind her because nothing can save her now.

There was a time this morning when I assumed she wasn't coming, she was over twenty minutes late for our ceremony, and I was ready to shoot down the entire Romano lineage then tie Alessandra up and force her to marry me. There's no two ways about it, I wanted Alessandra and now I've got her, she's all mine and she's never escaping me.

Most of our guests are shocked to see Don Romano has twin daughters or that they've never met Alessandra. He paraded Sofia and kept Alessandra well hidden but not enough because I saw her, and now I've stolen her away.

My family never did like Sofia and so they are over the moon with Alessandra being my wife, and every Don's wife, daughter, and many women from our society fawn over her, they're kissing up to her. Everyone wants to be in her good graces because soon she will be Capo's wife, and to the other half that doesn't belong to our society, she will be Mrs Valenti, the billionaire's dashing bride. This is the type of attention Sofia loved, but I noticed long ago Alessandra doesn't like the attention, even today on our wedding day she's trying to hide away. She doesn't realize she is no longer the invisible girl she was, a big shiny rock I put on her finger takes away her invisibility powers.

Alessandra sits on my right and I have to fight the urge to smile like a darn lunatic whenever I catch a glimpse of my ring on her finger. She's mine, I married Alessandra, she's my wife. Again, that grin tugs at my lips. I don't know how I can maintain my reputation as the cold Cosa Nostra heir when my wife is sitting next to me, breathing in the same room as me.

Don Romano approaches, yep. That does it, any and every smile I was fighting vanishes. “Congratulations,” he tells me, his gaze finding my wife. “You did good, Sasha.”

“Thank you.” she blankly stares, not a single hint of emotion in he gaze. Interesting.

“I hope you can overlook our past situation since we are inlaws now.”

“Hm.” I nod, wanting to cuss him out but I'm unsure how my wife feels about him or their bond so I can't quite put a bullet between his eyes.

“I am happy we were able to come to a solution, my daughter will be punished accordingly for her mistake. I would throw her out on the streets but people will talk, and I don't want that affecting your good name.”

“Marrying your daughter itself would affect my good name, but you were silent then.”

“Sasha is a good girl.” he nervously laughs, bold to assume I'm talking about my wife and not her brain dead clone. “She might not be as good a wife as Sofia was to be but she will learn.”

I steal a quick glance at my wife, fighting the grin thinking of her as my wife gives me. “Don Romano.”

“Yes, son.”

“First off, don't you ever call me son again, and more importantly never compare how less of a good wife my wife is. She didn't whore herself to the first man who showed her some attention and that itself ranks her far higher than Sofia.”

“I'm sorry, Enzo.” he swallows, his gaze on Alessandra.

“If you're going to compare my wife, at least choose a better candidate for comparison.”

“You're right. No one can be better than my Sasha.” he grins, and I fight the urge to tell him she's not his Sasha but mine now.

Sasha gives him a small nod, and his lips curve into a tiny smile, it's like they have a secret language. Maybe she's closer to him than I anticipated, is that why he keeps her hidden yet we'll rounded?

My attention is stolen away by the man who gave my wife away. Mr Adrian, the Pakhan of the Russian mafia and my wife's grandfather. Don Romano immediately steps away, making way for him, and as a sign of respect, both my wife and I rise to greet him. The Pakhan ushers us down, hardly sparing me or Romano a glance, his granddaughter has his full attention. “Dedushka wanted to say goodbye.” Reina says, well— I think that's her name.

“Moya Solnishka, I have to go. I'm happy I gave you away today, since I never could your mother.” his eyes cut to Don Romano, glaring at him before turning his attention back to my wife.

“Have a safe trip, Dedushka.” Alessandra grins, and it's the first time today that I have seen her smile reach her eyes.

“Congratulations young man, you got the brightest diamond in the mine.” he tells me, “I hope you take care of her, nothing should happen to my Solnishka, Valenti junior.”

I nod, “Don't worry about her, she's my wife now.”

“Yes, now.” Pakhan smiles, his gaze on her. He looks at her like she's the most beautiful flower in the room, which she is but it's refreshing to know he adores her. “But she's been my granddaughter longer and let me just put this out there, I don't know what you have on her but I'm not believing this love bullshit..”

Alessandra gasps, “Desushka, please stop.”

At her command he stops threatening me, threats I don't react well to but Pakhan has her best interests at heart and so I'll allow it. I'll overlook it all because he's protecting my wife. “Solnishka, I'll be leaving now. I had set up important meetings because I didn't want to come when the bride was the other one.”

“Sofia, Dedushka.” Alessandra corrects, and I just want her to keep talking because my wife has a melodic voice.

“Like I said, Sofia.“ he winks, his gaze shifting to me. Congratulations on your union, Remember I won't hesitate to start a war with your people if you hurt my Solnishka.”

My heart dances at the mention of war, it happens to be one of my favorite things in the Cosa Nostra but my wife would be upset if I went for her grandfather. “I would be disappointed if you didn't, Pakhan.”