Betrothed To The Ruthless Mafia

“Open!” Carmencita muttered calmly and waited for Vicenta to open her mouth. When she finally did, the older woman raised the hot soup to her mouth and urged her to drink from it.

“Careful!” Munika hissed and went closer to the bed. “You are to help her get better, not harm her”Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

Carmencita didn’t respond. She remained quiet and focused on Vicenta, making sure that she finished the hot soup. When she was done, she packed the plates and returned with her drugs.

Vicenta took them quietly, ignoring Carmencita’s eyes that were ready to pour down tears. She turned to Munika and forced a smile. At least she was still alive and had not died in the freezing room.

“You may leave,” Munika said to Carmencita. She had ordered her to take care of Vicenta after she was released.

“How are you feeling?” Carmencita ignored her and asked, wishing she could get a single response from Vicenta.

“You heard her, leave” Carmencita nodded and walked out quietly, leaving the duo behind.

“How are you feeling, dear child?”

Vicenta smiled and tried to hold back her tears. She couldn’t believe Munika now regarded her as her child, her own. She never thought Munika would treat her right and care so much about her. It still felt like a dream, one she would soon wake from. “She is just so bitter and jealous. She wanted to kill his heir, your grandson”

“She can never do that” Munika replied and patted her back softly. “Just stay away from her. Avoid her at all costs. She is dangerous”

Was that fear she heard in Munika’s voice? Vicenta wondered and looked up at her. “Why should I avoid her? I am the one carrying the Mafia Lord’s child”

“That is the more reason you should avoid her. If she finds out… If he finds out…” She paused and took in a shaky breath. “I do not know what his reactions will be” *****

Lucretia paused in front of the VIP room, her heart beating heavily against her chest. After teaching the girls a new dance routine, Talitha summoned and assigned her to dance for one of the VIPs.

Just that he wasn’t any normal VIP!

Taking a deep breath, she pushed the door open and walked inside the room. Everywhere was dark except the red LED lights illuminating the str? pper’s pole but she knew he was there. She could feel his dark psychotic eyes watching her every move.

Slow music started playing as she climbed on the small stage. She started dancing to the music, gripping the pole with both hands and spinning around it. With her feet off the ground, she hooked the pole with her long legs and spun around it like she was sitting on an invisible, revolving chair.

She danced for more than thirty minutes before the song came to an end. “Have I pleased you enough, Sir?” She asked, praying that his response would be different this time.

“Come here and I will tell you” His deep voice broke out from the dark end of the room, causing sizzles down her spine. When she didn’t make a move, he added. “Or you can remain there. Whichever you choose, Cari? o”

Lucretia gulped and remained glued to the spot. She held her head up and shoulders high, refusing to show him any weakness. He had toyed with her for far too long and she wasn’t having it anymore. He might be Enzo De Niro, one of the most powerful and ruthless men on earth but he didn’t own her.

Quietly, he stood up and walked over to her. She didn’t flinch or look away. Instead, she stood firm and held his cold gaze with the same intensity.

“Did I please you well enough, Sir?”

Enzo smirked smugly and tucked both hands inside his trouser pocket. “Yes, you did”

“Very well then. If there is nothing else, I will take my leave now” She spoke firmly and turned to leave but he held her back by the arm. “Take your hand off me”

“Or what, hmm?”

She wanted to tell him that she’ll report him and they’ll kick him out but then, she remembered who he was. “Or nothing. Now, let me go”

“Why would I do that? I have not punished you yet”

She struggled to break free from his grip but couldn’t. “I already told you I do not belong to you! I will never belong to you or anyone else so get f*cked”

“Oh, Cari? o, you are about to get really f*cked right now until you take that back” He released her arm and stepped away from her, his eyes burning. “Take that little piece off. Right now”

Her heart slammed a panicked rhythm against her ribcage but she stood still and glared back at him with an unflinching gaze. His expression had turned to granite and his eyes dark.

“I will count to Five…”

“Make it one!”

One second, she was breathing and talking well, the next she was gasping for air as his hand tightened around her throat. “I misjudged you. Now I see you do not like soft and sweet. You love hard and rough”

“Let me… Please…” She wheezed, clawing at his hand on her neck. “Please…”

Enzo released her neck and stepped aside again. She used that opportunity and filled her lungs with air. Without waiting for him to repeat himself, she pulled down her silver short skirt and was now left in her black laced bra, black thong, black fishnet stockings, and silver heels.