Chapter Seven

ELENA POV

“Bianchi cartel?” I say shocked “Cartel, what do you mean cartel?”

“Drango, stop the car and step outside,” he tells the driver and immediately in front of some house, the car comes to a stop and he pulls the door open heading outside in a flash.

“What's happening? Why did he have to step out?” I turn to him a deep frown on my face to express my worry.

“My family, we are not as simple as we turn out to be, I’m Alexander Binachi and I am the Don of the Mafia group Red Fang, the Binachi cartel” he pauses “My family started it years back and my marriage to you today, solidifies my inheritance and my claim as the Don”

“And this is why we had to rush the wedding so fast?” shock courses through me, “have you.. have you killed someone?” I whisper leaning forward, interested in what his reply would be.

His eyes fill with concern but he nods, “Yes, but I promise this to you Elena you will be safe forever in my care, even after the marriage contract ends, you will be highly protected” he grabs my fingers in his, assuring me.

I sigh nodding but my mind is filled with questions, what are the expectations of me now that I'm married to him? What if I get hurt? And worse, what if I fall in love with him?

“Drango will take us to our house now, there are a few people waiting for you there and then we can go and see my family, and introduce you to everyone that matters” he nods tapping on the car door.

The driver pulls the door open and the car starts to move again.

Soon we reach the largest mansion my eyes have seen, the pathway has a garden leading to a large Victorian-style door, and the walls are covered in algae and roses, like an old castle.

“To your taste?” Alexander helps me out of the car, the day already cooling off

“To my taste?? You have got to be kidding me, this is an upgrade from the hospital room and that uncomfortable bed” I share a smile with him as we walk in through the doors and into the foyer.

There we meet a stylist with a row of dresses and a hair and makeup artist, “They will doll you up for the dinner, you have to look your best Bedda Mia” he places a shocking peck on my cheek, bidding goodbye to the three people and leaving me a hot fluttering mess.

What was that name? I wonder what it means.

Four hours later I'm standing in front of of another mansion, the most I've seen in a while “How do I look?” I turn to him, my makeup is done with a red lip, my black hair I decided to cut short into a bob, and the red dress the stylist handed me, fits like a glove.

“You look beautiful, and I know you will love my family and they will love you” he nods at me, heading for the door at a stretch.

I step into the dining room and it immediately falls silent, either at my arrival or at Alexander’s arrival.

“Everyone this is Elena, My Wife” he introduces loudly, his voice booming across the room.

A glass falls to the floor at that announcement and the room goes into murmurs and strange looks.

A man with blonde hair and rectangle glasses walks forward to us, forehead in a deep scrunch, his eyes lit up with anger, a bit more and flames will be coming out from his ears.

“You will not get away with this!” He points at Alex's shoulder but he remains sturdy

“Are you really threatening the new Don at this moment Reed” he raises a brow at him, expression stoic and hard, I've known this man a few days and it's the first time I have seen him this way, hard and defensive.

“You haven't signed the papers” The Reed guy continues, eyes turning to me and then back to Alex in anger

“Mr. Chambers will you please hand everyone their copy of my transfer as the new Don please,” he says instead ignoring Reed

“I will sir” An older man from the corner of the room stands up, handing out papers to everyone.

Reed who I assume is his cousin, storms out a blonde-haired woman pursuing after him not before throwing me a dirty look.

“How could you marry a woman without me, without my approval, a gold digger at that, what family does she come from” an older woman approaches us

“Okay this is not the love I was promised”

“Ma, this is not the time for this, and she is La Regina fella Famiglia now, and if u remember correctly, that position comes with Respect, it was given to you but she's Don's wife now, and she should be acquired the same, and I'm speaking to the entire room” he finishes turning back to his mother, her eyes burning with rage

She turns to me, and it almost feels like she's about to hit me when a young lady, walks forward pulling me into a hug.

“Sophia, show Elena her seat, I need to speak to Ma” he nods at the girl who has the same eyes as his.

I can feel the tension in the room as the two move outside, a yelling match from his mother following.

“Are they usually like that?” I turn to Sophia beside me, she places me on the seat next to the head, and everyone locks eyes with me, following my every move, but I've been stuck in a coma for four years with no memory of my life, I think It will take a lot more than stares to shake me off.

“No in fact he's her favorite” She rolls her eyes and immediately downing a glass of wine, immediately I feel some sought of bad blood between her and Alex's mother

“And you are?” I turn to her, the waiter handing me a drink

“Sophia Bianchi, your sister-in-law and your best bet to survive this hell hole I call the Bianchi family” She sends me a smile