His Mafia Bride

ALINA

I peered my eyes through the now starry nights of the sky as we drove. Though I didn’t care initially but an anxious feeling had slowly begun creeping inside of me and now I really wanted to see where Dante was taking me too.

We had been driving for more than thirty minutes and I couldn’t help but wonder if he was going to take me to some abandoned building and kill me or sell me off.

He had been very clear on his threats to kill me and the very thought of it all got me quaking in my skin.

Knowing that I am seated next to a a man who in the nearest future might be responsible for my death brought a whole different level of fright and terror.

I shook my head to keep the alarmimg thoughts at bay because my heart had began palpilating and I was forgetting to even breathe.

I turned my eyes from the window and my gaze fell upon Dante’s who was perusing through his phone.

He looked peaceful when he wasn’t angry or raging fire and brimstones at me.

But beneath this facial expression of his laid an ugly heart, a heart that didn’t care about others but just itself.

Suddenly the thought of dying looked more peaceful than spending my entire life with the brute.

“Why are you staring at me gattina?” Dante suddenly asked in his deep rich voice causing me to jerk whilst his unfiltered gaze remained on his phone.

I quickly whipped my face from his and positioned it back at the window.

I felt Dante leaning closer towards me, his slow breathing fanned my neck which made me realise that his  lips was just inches away from the nape of my neck.

“Were you admiring me?”

I pivoted and shook my head vehemently. “Heavens no. I wasn’t. You aren’t worth my admiration” I scoffed which earned me a chuckle from Dante.

“But yet I spotted your full gaze on me” Dante prod further, our nose inches away from meeting.

I felt uncomfortable by our close proximity and clenched on to my gown.

“Dante move back. You are to close to me” I requested, averting my gaze from his.

He used a hand to cup my chin up to face him and a smug smile formed on his lips.

“So me being close to you has effects on your body?” He asked with a hiked brow.Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

What the fuck!

This man was a pervert.

“You are such a pervert. I only feel uncomfortable because I don’t like how close you are to me. So please keep your distance” I retorted.

“Why don’t we find out if you don’t like how close I am to you yes?” Dante suddenly asked out of the blue.

My eyes widened and in instant, he began planting wet kisses around my neck.

“Dante stop it” I disagreed, placing my hands on his chest and trying to push him away but he felt immovable.

He nibbled and sucked every area his lips touched, encircling an arm around my waist.

“Oh heavens please. Dante stop!” I raised my voice higher but it didn’t matter to him.

I hit and tried shoving him but Dante was overpowering me.

“Dante!” I yelled clawing my fingers at him but he didn’t stop.

He trailed his kisses downwards and I realised I shouldn’t have worn this dress because his hands were already skimming my exposed back, running up and down my spine.

“Dante please stop” I was practically begging this time, doing my best to shove him off me but it didn’t seem like he was listening to me.

He claimed my entire neck with kisses and soft bites, hauling me against himself whilst his hands explored my exposed back.

The kisses became urgent and fervent as Dante gripped on to my dress, on the verge of tearing it off.

“Dante! Stop! I don’t want this please!” I yelled, hitting him more to get off me.

At that minute, it seemed like the veil had been pulled off his eyes because Dante stopped the moment I uttered that statement.

Tears brewed up in my eyes and I wiped them off immediately.

Anger swept me at once. “How dare you!?”

“I’m sorry Alina” he apologised at once which left me speechless.

I didnt expect him to apologise that quickly or apologise at all.

My anger seemed to melt away and I was left confused.

I stared at Dante intently but he moved his face away.

He seemed…. a bit guilty.

The environment became silent which although was suddenly uncomfortable but it was needed.

I adjusted my dress right before we came to a halt in a grand monarchical like area.

“We’ve arrived sir” The chauffeur opened the door of the limousine for I and Dante to step out.

I trailed behind Dante, making sure I looked presentable.

I couldn’t stop thinking of what just happened in the limousine.

Dante almost…. he could have almost forced himself on me.

This was alarming. What had gotten into him? And he apologised so quickly too.

From the way he apologised, his tone and body language, I guessed giving an apology wasn’t some thing he liked doing.

But he did it anyways.

Was this the Dante I knew?

I decided to focus on the building in front of us to keep those thoughts at bay.

I noticed the castle like building was in a secluded area and it was much more bigger than Dante’s house. And his was so huge.

People were scattered all around the vicinity with various flashy cars  littered at all corners.

Various ostentatious statues of lions and also large fountains were placed at different corners just like Dante’s home.

My eyes took in the appearance of the different people I spotted.

Not one of them was dressed informally. The women were all on various expensive gowns and the men were on suits.

As I walked alongst with Dante,

heading towards the huge doors of the building, I noticed people were staring at both of us as if we were intruders.

My heart immedately sank with the thought of the people spitting  vulgar things about I and Dante.

“Alina why do you look tensed?”Dante asked as he whipped his face to look at me.

My eyes darted to the ground. “People are staring at us. Am I not dressed well?”

Dante stopped in his tracks and faced me fully.

“You are dressed just fine”

“Thank you”I whispered but loud enough for him to hear.

A second compliment in one night.

Clearly something was amiss with Dante.

He nodded his head before they continued in their track.

A huge, bald muscular man claded in black clothing stood at the entrance with a checklist, making sure only those in the list got in.

He must be the bouncer… I thought.

Immedately he sighted Dante coming, he went rigid and gave a nervous smile.

“We-welcome Mr Morelli. It’s been long we had you here”He greeted nervously.

His behaviour was a bit strange. I wondered why a grown ass man would be so nervous on seeing Dante.

Was Dante that formidable and mean to everyone?

“It’s been long isn’t it? It better be worth it”Dante gruffed not batting an eyelid at him.

The man gulped and nodded his head.

“Open the doors now”He commanded rudely.

I suppressed my dislike for his sudden rude behaviour towards the bouncer but I couldn’t say anything.

“I’m s-sorry. Yes sir”The man stuttered and quickly nodded at him before scrambling to open the doors for us.

“Thank you sir”I smiled softly hoping it would make up for Dante’s rudeness towards him. His features seemed relaxed and he returned back my smile with a nod and satisfied smile before closing the doors.

I watched Dante stroll inside the building like he was the owner, which he probably was.

He just had this insane aura of authority oozing around him.

The interior was huge. Ostentatious statues of different people and animals were placed at various corners.  They were two broad staircases with red carpets draping from them at each end of the large hall.

My eyes darted to the ceiling and I let out a gasp noticing how high up it was.

Few people were littered at the area we were in.

“This could probably be just a hall” I pondered.

Dante held on to my hand and tightened his grip on it, startling me and making me wince.

He immedately began leading me towards one of the staircases.

I struggled to keep up with his steps. Even on heels, Dante was still taller than me and his strides were difficult to catch up with.

Dante took a right turn as we kept on walking. Faint sounds of violin and other musical instruments could be heard playing.

Probably that was we were heading to… I realised.

The more we approached our destination, the more the sound increased in volume.

Dante then took a halt in front a large wooden door and turned to look at me

“Make sure you behave yourself” He ordered. He had wore back his dominating mask and I’m guessing he was back to his old self.

I gave a nod. “Yes”

I suddenly felt so nervous as anxiety kicked in. Dante told me to behave properly, were other mafia members in attendance too?

I felt like turning her back and going back home but I just couldn’t.

Dante then twisted the door knob and opened it as we both stepped inside.

The boisterous sounds of musical instruments flooded my eardrums once we stepped inside.

It was just as I imagined it to be, a bunch of rich and fancy people drinking and eating whilst bragging about their life style and achievements.

This room was as huge as the hall downstairs if not bigger.

Different huge, expensive chandeliers were hanging from the ceiling of the room, their lights illuminating the entire room.

The windows of this hall were so huge with velvet curtains draping down from them.

The walls of the halls sparkled as the light from the chandeliers fell on them. Everything was oozing pure riches.

Waiters moved around like a tide, serving people various mouth watering appetizers. Various armed guards could be spotted too, situated at some corners of the room.

I trailed behind Dante once more, watching as different individuals rushed to greet Dante, treating him like he was some sort of king.

I rolled my eyes and sighed. If I was going to be following Dante as he discussed with various individuals then this night was going to be such a long night.