Semua Bab Beauty and the Beast: A Dark Arranged Marriage Mafia Romance: Bab 41 - Bab 50

I didn’t even know the guy…And I was probably never going to see him again.At the end of the day, it was a nice gesture from him to show concern for me…But could he really help me?No, he couldn’t.He couldn’t come up against the likes of Marcello.I’d seen for myself what Marcello was capable of.He was a fucking psychopath.He shot his driver dead just for looking at me the wrong way.If he’d caught wind of the man at the casino…He would have put a bullet between his eyes…No doubt about it.I just needed to get myself together, and come to terms with the fact that this was my fate.There was no saving me…And I had to accept that and live with it.I’d already tried running away, and failed miserably.I couldn’t make the same mistake twice.I heard the bedroom door creak. My heart leapt to my throat, as my eyes darted upwards.Aurora was standing in the doorway…And she made her way inside.“You’re so pathetic, it amuses me,” she sneered, the corners of her mouth curling upwards

The only thing I knew how to do…Fuck and forget.A bad habit…But it worked every time.Me and Fizz made our way to sit down and watch some strippers perform. Fizz was enjoying the show, throwing money on the women like no tomorrow. One of the women had brown skin, brown eyes and black hair, was wearing lacy red lingerie, and walked up to him.“Hey handsome,” she rasped.“Hey baby girl…” he murmured, and she began giving him a lap dance, as he rubbed her ass up and down, throwing money on her.I screwed my face, looking around.Trying my absolute best to get lost in my surroundings.Trying to get Zara off my damn mind.A pretty blonde woman made her way up to me, biting her lip, tracing the collar of my shirt.“Hey handsome,” she murmured, moving her finger down my shirt. “Want a dance?”“No thank you,” I muttered, rolling my eyes.She wasn’t my type.None of them were.My type was brunette, Arab, slim thick, with delicious sexy skin.Zara fucking Amelle.I sighed to myself agitatedl

He let out a low sigh, before bringing his hand up to stroke my cheek.“My name is Luca Costello. I’m part of the Cosa Nostra,” he said softly. “I was born into it. I’ve done some things that I’m not proud of. I won’t deny it.” He trailed off his sentence. “When I saw you that night, I could see the discomfort on your face. I could see that you weren’t happy with that man. And when he laid his hands on you… It made my blood boil. I just knew that I had to save you. I couldn’t bear the thought of anything bad happening to you, of you being hurt. Of that bastard touching you against your will.”My eyes glistened with tears, as I allowed him to carry on speaking.“Because I’m in the mafia, I have the power to find out things relatively quickly. And I found out that those bastards were part of The Camorra. They’re our biggest rivals. I found out what they did to your father. How they killed him, and took over his business…”He heaved his chest, and a single tear rolled down my cheek.He b

1ZARA“What’s going on here then?” Marcello asked, narrowing his eyes, his voice ice-cold, dropping to barely below a whisper. “Who is this man, Zara?”He cocked his head to the side, giving me a threatening look, that caused shivers to shoot down my spine. I felt so violated, so humiliated that Marcello had walked in on a private and intimate moment.Because now…I was a dead woman walking.He wouldn’t spare either of us any mercy.I could feel my heart hammer against my chest into a frenzy.I couldn’t believe we’d been so careless.“You motherfucker...” Marcello seethed, balling his hands into fists, murder written all over his face and his eyes.Without warning, Luca swung at Marcello’s jaw, causing him to topple over and lose his balance, falling to the ground with a hard painful smack.“You motherfucker!” Marcello roared, coughing out blood. “You have no idea who the fuck you’re messing with! I’ll fucking kill you! Zara is my wife! MINE!”Luca grabbed hold of me, throwing me ove

“Agreed,” Fizz nodded. “What’s the plan, bro?”“I already have something in mind,” I shrugged. “You don’t need to worry about it. You just do what I’ve fucking told you to do.”Fizz nodded. “Come on, Zara. Follow me upstairs, and I’ll get you some food and have one of the women take care of you.”Zara swallowed, still trembling and shaken up by this whole thing. I knew that she blamed herself for all of this, but I just wanted to hold her in my arms and reassure her that everything was going to be okay.None of this was her fault…I wanted to save her.I was doing all of this out of my own will.I just wished that she would see it that way.“Go with Fizz, baby,” I said softly. “I’ll be back soon. Don’t worry about me.”She ran up to me, throwing her arms around me, and I could feel my heart shatter into millions of tiny pieces. Just seeing and feeling how much she relied on me, how much she cared about me.I just hoped that I would make it back in one piece…If not for my own sake…B