Betrothed To The Ruthless Mafia

Lucretia stirred on the big, cozy bed and slowly opened her eyes to the new environment. As she looked around the large room, bits and pieces from last night replayed in her mind. Slowly at first, then all at once.

Her cheeks heated up when she remembered the filthy things they had said and done in the room. The coldness in his voice when he spoke to her at first, the roughness of his touch that set her soul ablaze, his deep and vicious thrusts, the pleasure and pain mixed, the warmth in his eyes, and his promises!

In the end, she succumbed to him, crying and screaming her lungs out. Does that mean they were now a couple? She wondered, staring at the closer door. No, she immediately dismissed the thought. They were not a couple. She was just his new toy to play with until he found another more interesting one.

A man like Enzo had no regard for commitments or love. He didn’t even know what those things were. All he knew was how to get whatever he wanted, use, and dump them whenever they lost value to him. Now, she wondered how long before he let go of her.

“Sh*t, I have to go!” She muttered to herself and jumped down from the bed. Thankfully, her legs were still intact and she could walk even with the soreness between her legs.

She started searching around for her clothes and when she couldn’t find them, she took one of Enzo’s white shirts from his wardrobe. It fitted her perfectly but did nothing to hide her round her n? pples and b? tt.

Before she could find something else to wear, the door burst open and she flinched, almost jumping out of her skin. Suddenly, the room felt smaller and she could feel his presence in every corner. She could also feel his cold eyes roaming her body.

When he didn’t move an inch, she looked up and caught him staring at her long legs with dark eyes. Slowly, he dragged his eyes up to her thighs and then to her chest. Her n? pples hardened instantly before she could even cover it up with her hands. Enzo saw that and smirked.

“F*ck, where are my clothes?” She asked glaring daggers at him.

“Good morning to you too” He answered and walked over to the bed with her tray of food. “Nice shirt and titties by the way”

Lucretia rolled her eyes and wrapped her arms around her body. He was such a pervert! Ignoring his compliments, she continued. “I need to head back to the club. Donna and Talitha would be worried sick about me”

“They would still survive without you, Cari? o”

“I need to leave. Now!”

The air conditioning was on full blast, but the heat of his stare on her half-naked body warmed her from head to toe. Surprisingly, he didn’t utter a word. His eyes remained fixed on her and he appeared to be thinking.

Taking a deep breath, she decided to try again. This time with a soft and calm voice. “I still need to teach the girls…”

“They can wait”

“It is my job…”

“I know your f*cking job, Cari? o” Enzo cut in and tucked both hands inside his trouser pocket. “And you should know you will be quitting soon”

She furrowed her brows. “No… Why?”

“As much as I love watching you dance, I do not like the idea of other f*cking men doing the same. I see the way they look at you with their eyes and mouth. I see the way they lick their f*cking lips and I know they wish they could touch you with their filthy hands. That does not sound funny to me”

Lucretia scoffed and shook her head. “So what? I am a dancer… A strip…”Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Do not f*cking say that word” He growled and she slammed her mouth shut. He looked angry already and as much as she was tempted to continue talking, she didn’t want to provoke him any further. “Now, get your a*s over here and have your breakfast before I change my mind”

“After breakfast, what next?” Lucretia asked and folded her arms. She needed to be sure he wasn’t planning to cage her in his house.

“I will take you to the clubhouse and you will Inform my sister-in-law that you will be out of town for the rest of the week. If you refuse, I will inform her myself. And I will share all the plans I have for you!”

Her heart started beating heavily. “What plans?”

“You will find out soon enough, Cari? o.”

*****

??? AT THE CLUBHOUSE???

“Are you sure you are alright?” Rosana asked after Lucretia told her she was taking the week off. “Did anyone come after you again? Tell me”

Lucretia sighed and wished she could tell her the truth about Enzo and her. It would’ve been much easier than lying to her face and making her worried. What is the worst thing that could happen if she came out clean? Rosana would be disappointed in her and she didn’t want that. Not after everything she was doing for her.

She had agreed to do as he asked because she wanted to. Deep down, she was excited and couldn’t wait to find out the plans he had for her. The thought of it produced a sense of mysteriousness and sent chills running down her spine.

“I am alright, Rosa, cut it out. I am just leaving for a few days, nothing else. I promise I will be back”

Rosana sighed and leaned back on her seat, quietly accessing her best friend. She didn’t look unhappy or ill. Her eyes were as bright as ever too. Could she be hiding some from her? Rosana wondered.

“Look, I know I have been away lately. Always busy with work, flying in and out… We barely even have the time to talk. I am sorry…”

“Come on, Rosa, I have been busy with the dance too. If there is anyone that should be sorry here, it is me.” She paused and bit her lips, contemplating whether to tell her everything or not. What if she got angry and hated her?

“Alright, I give up” Rosana uttered tiredly. She had not even done much work but was pretty exhausted. “Just stay safe, okay?”

“I will. You do not have to worry about me”

“Wait. Are you f*cking someone?” Rosana suddenly asked and she froze. She quickly got hold of herself and laughed. “Yes, you are, you little b*tch”

“Not a lie” Lucretia replied and shrugged. There was no need to lie to her about that. “Do not worry, I am not going to get myself hurt.”

“When were you going to tell me? Oh, wait. Who is this man? Is he hot? Is he one of the men at the club? Does he treat you right? Do you like him?”

Lucretia laughed and responded. “He is some man and yes, he is f*cking hot. Who cares if he treats me right? No man has ever done that and I refuse to believe he would be the first.”

Rosana sighed but deeply, she felt excited and relieved. After everything she had gone through, she was afraid Lucretia would never be able to move on or even let another man touch her.

“So… F*ck buddies, that is it? You do not like him?”

She scrunched her nose up and responded. “I do not like him. And cheers, he does not like me either. The feeling is mutual.”