Betrothed To The Ruthless Mafia

By the time they were done visiting all the places, Rosana was tired. They finally retired to the headquarters where she was shown around and taken to her office.

“And this is Angelica, your secretary. She worked with my mum for the past six years and knows her job”

Angelica bowed and smiled sweetly. “My Lady. It is an honor!”

“She will prep you on everything you have to know and how the business works. She is trusted.” He then turned to the man who had been standing like a statue all through. “And this motherf*cker here is Ville, your Personal bodyguard. We go way back. We are like brothers but we came out of different p*ssies”

Rosana arched her brows and turned to look at the man who stood at the other end of the room. He had a scar on the side of his face that made him look deadly and handsome at the same time. When he looked up, her breath hitched in her throat and she was forced to look away.

“Can we talk about this later?” She asked Enzo, feeling uncomfortable about the whole bodyguard thing.

“Yes, my Lady, anytime”

“He can leave”

“He can only be two paces away from you, My Lady”

Two paces? Rosana screamed in her head. She turned to look at him and noticed he had a scowl on his face. Was he angry? She wondered. Maybe he got offended because she didn’t need him around.

But it wasn’t her fault. Aside from Sergio and Enzo whom she had gotten used to, she didn’t need any more men standing two paces away from her. She wanted to feel free.

“What if I have to use the bathroom, huh?”

“Two paces outside the door” Ville responded, his voice, deep and cold. He didn’t look warm or the easy type and Rosana already knew they would never get along. Not that she was supposed to.Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

“And what if I do not want that?”

“It is not for you to decide. I am following Don Sergio’s orders”

What the…

Enzo stood aside, silently sipping the tequila that had been served while his eyes ping-ponged between Ville and Rosana. He was enjoying the drama between Donna and the new bodyguard.

“If you are working for him, then you are working for me too. And as long as you are working for me, you will follow my orders. Now, leave. You can stand two paces outside the door”

Ville bowed and walked out of the office without uttering another word. Enzo watched with mouth agape “When did you… How did you… Damn, you grew so fierce overnight!”

“Exactly!” She responded with a smirk.

*****

When she was done going through records and files, Rosana decided to head back to the mansion. It had been a busy day and she could wait to share it with Carmencita and Viola.

As she walked into the hallway, she heard someone crying in one of the rooms. She paused and looked around, trying to find the source.

“It is one of the girls,” Angelica informed her. “They cry whenever they are done carrying out the job. It is not important”

But Rosana ignored her and kept checking the rooms with the help of Ville. They finally got to the room the cry came from but it was locked.

“I could break it down” Ville gruffed and was ready to smash the door down with his boots.

“No, stop. What if she is without clothes?” She turned back to the door and knocked lightly. “Open up, it is Donna” It took a while before the door was opened. Rosana took a deep breath and walked in with Angelica while Ville stayed behind.

“My Lady!”

“Why are you crying?”

“I… I… Nothing, My Lady.”

Rosana placed her fingers on her chin and pushed her face upward. There was a whip mark by the side of her face, down to her neck and she was bleeding profusely. Rosana ordered her to take off her clothes and turn around. When she did, they saw that her back and b? tt were covered with whip marks.

“Who did this?”

“It is nothing, My Lady. It was all for my master’s pleasure!”

“What pleasure?” Rosana asked, boiling with anger. She couldn’t believe the young girl had been hurt all because of some pleasure. “Take me to him. Now!!!”

Rosana was taken to the man who was one of the biggest politicians in the country. He was about to pay for the other girls he had taken.

“Donna I…”

“You whip young girls for pleasure huh?”

The man quickly glanced around and turned back to Rosana. “That was supposed to be confidential. It could ruin my reputation!”

“You did ruin her body. Now you will get a taste of your own medicine.” Rosana retorted and glanced at Ville who stood two paces behind her. “Give him twenty whips on his a*s”

He nodded and moved forward, ready to carry out the command but the man pulled out his gun and aimed at him. Rosana quickly grabbed his hand and twisted it, breaking it in the process. The gun fell from his hands as he yelped in pain.

“That’s for stressing me,” Rosana paused and gave him a hard punch on the nose, making him bleed instantly. “Take him away. Add ten more whips!”

Ville did as instructed while the man yelped and pleaded in tears. When he had completed the thirty strokes, he was forced to put on his trousers and dress properly like the politician he was.

“Good. Thank you for paying handsomely for the other two girls. They just got rich by the minute. Now, Get. Out. And never return!”

“My Lady… That was one of our very important customers!”

“He can go to where girls are treated like animals, not here!”

*****

As Rosana walked out of the club, she couldn’t believe that was what Munika let the girls go through. How could they be treated like animals because of money? She wondered. They were humans!

She was still in deep thoughts and didn’t realize everyone was bowing. When she finally looked up, she saw him standing in front of a Lamborghini, staring at her. He was wearing his casuals but still pulled a killer look. And just like that, her body went on fire.