Semua Bab Sold 2 The Mafia Boss : Bab 21 - Bab 30

_DAISY–me–. I haven't seen father or Selena, since after the incident. Isadora had said only a bitch would wear white on someone else's wedding, when I asked her about their disagreements.It made sense that no other person should wear white except the person getting married.I felt my breathing increase by each second; I was not ready to walk down this aisle in front of people I did not know.I knew that I was being ungrateful, which was bad because mama had really done a lot for this wedding to work, and not to talk of the money Lorenzo had spent.But I still could not help it. I felt as though the corset of my dress was suffocating me. I was not fit to be a wife, let alone ready to shoulder the responsibilities of being a mafia princess. I simply did not hold that strength or maturity.Before I had the chance to calm my racing heart or clear my thoughts, the music started playing and the off

_DAISY “Daisy darling, you look so pale. I know it has been a lot but perhaps, do you want something to eat?” Mama asked me as we headed towards the cars.“I don't think I can eat now, Mama. I feel lightheaded and overall I wish to rest.” I explained to her.I was usually not open about how I was feeling, but the fact that Mama was so nice and never got angry at what I said made me open up to her.“Okay darling, let's head home and I'll have Evelyn make you something light. You must eat something before bed.” she said before her husband called for her.I walked slowly towards Lorenzo’s car, trying not to sway as my vision blurred. A man opened my door, and I quickly sat inside, noticing Lorenzo already beside me.I instinctively shifted in my space, trying to create as much space between us by pressing myself to the do

_DAISY—hopeful that my husband would not be as bad as my father.I just needed to stick to the rules and not get him angry again.I finally took a good look at the room I was in, noticing how big it actually was. We could play soccer in there and there would still be space. Not to talk of the bed size—it was what people in stories described as a king‑size bed. I could roll on the bed and not fall down.The room was decorated in black, white, and grey, and so were the furniture pieces.He soon came back and met me standing, making him sigh. Without another word, he walked into the b

_LORENZO “Hello there, husband and wife.” Mother joked as soon as we entered the dining room, making me shake my head while Daisy flushed.“You guys look cute together, It's like a match made in heaven.” Mother continued with a big smile, turning to stir the food on the stove.“Come help me with my hair, Mother.” I said, showing her the comb stuck in my hair.My hair has always stressed me out. I did not know how girls with long hair dealt with it. I combed the front and back just fine, but the middle was always a problem.I did not know how they bent their hands to do it, but I just couldn’t.“No son, you now have a wife. She will be taking over those tasks from me. Ask her to do it for you.” She eyed my hair with a sigh.“Just do it, Ma. You know how to.” I said.“Daisy darling, you know how to comb and style hair, yes?” Mother ignored me and looked at Daisy with a smile.She nodded, and Mother turned to look at me. “See? She knows how to do it. It is bad enough that I still styl

_LORENZO “Why is she sleeping on the couch?” I asked Mother as we walked onto the balcony.“We were out shopping for over six hours and when we got back we had to set up her things as well. I assume that took a lot of energy from her. You know how small she is.” Mother replied, turning back as if to look at her.“Son, I want to ask you something.” Mother turned her attention to me, making me do the same.“Of course, ma. What is it?” I asked.“I do not wish to control your marriage or how you treat your wife, but I know something happened last night.” She frowned, glancing at the sky before looking back at me.“Well—” I paused, not knowing what to tell her. Should I tell her what really happened, or should I make up something?“I know your marriage was not out of love, but you are married to her anyway. You have to treat her right and get to know her gradually.” Her expression softened as she looked at me with plea.If I didn't known better, I would have thought Mother was using the