Unaccidental Mafia Bride

Three years before our red-stringed couple physically met, Primrose Barlos walked into an exclusive 7-star hotel.“Name.”“Primrose Barlos.”The scary looking goon grunted and began to walk away.She followed, walking the marbled floors confidently like she owned the place. Pulling the fur coat her best friend Aurora had lent her tightly around her body, she hoped she hid her fears well. Because, in truth, she was not at all confident. This was all an act. She was a simple, scared young woman who did not belong in places like these. She did not belong in this silk dress either, and it would take her and her mother’s combined annual salary to afford the shoes she had on. The whole outfit was Aurora's, who had been kind enough to lend it to her.“If you are going to demean yourself, you should at least look dignified when you first enter the place.” She had said. “It will discourage too much disrespect from them.”Aurora had also told her to walk in confidently, chin up. There was

EGAN“We cannot stand down and watch them disrespect us like this.” The scarred-faced man said. “It is the highest form of insult for them to touch one of our own.”“You don't call the shots here,” Eli said. “That is why we are asking the Sovereign to do something about this.” A man sitting beside the scarred-faced man said. Egan sat at the head of the table, watching his mafia family argue. He had lived this life for three years now, hardening a little every day. Since that day his father was murdered, he had lost count of just how many murders he had been responsible for as the new Sovereign. “I am sorry your children had to be dragged into this, Riccardo.” He said to the scarred-faced man. The man, his father’s captain, now his own captain, was Egan’s biggest supporter. “But we cannot go up against the government for now. After our meeting tomorrow, we can make a decision.” He added calmly.“Tomorrow? My daughter is just sixteen and my son is twelve. You want them to spend m

“No, Mamita.” Prim protested. “The doctor said to take better care of your heart.” She said, smoothing her mother's hair. “I'm sorry. I'm so sorry, I caused all this,” Prim finally broke into heavy sobbing, the weight of the day’s experience finally hitting her. Her mother shook her head, and raised her bed into a sitting position. She hugged Prim close. “I was shocked to see that video because you never told me. But I know you will only do such a thing because of your family.”She pulled Prim away to look into her eyes. “That happened when I needed heart surgery, right?”Prim nodded. “But I did not go through with it. I promise you, I didn't. Julian finally found out about the surgery and gave me the money.”Her mother nodded. “Yes, I remember. He was angry you did not tell him, but never asked his mother why she threatened you not to involve her son in our problems.” She said, “I am relieved you did not marry him, although I wish it would have happened some other way. He never

“We’ll go to the mall from here.” Grandma Alexakis said as they walked towards the spa.“Yes, Grandma.” Prim responded.She felt confused and almost dizzy as her world continued to spin. She was calling a woman she had met an hour ago, Grandma, she had an ice god husband she was now convinced often forgot he had a wife.Because why else would he leave like that? Not even a word of goodbye.A suggestion on how she should spend her day would be asking too much of an ice god. But he could at least say goodbye.Good thing his grandmother saved the day.Prim went into the fancy spa and smiled uncomfortably as the old lady showed her off to her old lady friends.She felt out of her league here. These women were usually the kind she waited on in her many jobs before her wedding. Now she sat with them sipping tea and getting pedicures.“My dear, where did you say you worked again?” A woman with a nasal voice asked. From what Prim had seen so far, she was the official tiktok-standard-Karen.

EGANEgan turned from his desktop as the clock chimed, indicating the top of the hour. The end of the workday.He sat up, and winced as his still sore shoulder ached a little. He was eager to rest up at home.Primrose, he mouthed. He slept well last night because of her.Since that ugly night his father died, he had not had as good a sleep.Sometimes he had dreams of actually getting on that plane, other times he had nightmares of the red-haired woman that ruined his life. She was always in his dreams, and in all those dreams he seemed to find a more painful way to end her miserable life.He shook his head. He would not think of that now. His mind traveled back to Primrose. Her presence was the only logical reason why he had slept so well.Especially since he did not take the medication those silly doctors had recommended.Those ones were more likely to kill him in his sleep. He wanted sleep, not endless sleep.He frowned as his mind yet again traveled to Primrose's face as she s