Betrothed To The Ruthless Mafia

Vicenta was not the type to back away from a fight. Not when she loathed the lady standing in front of her and wished she could strangle her. But she knew better than to lay as tiny as her pinky finger on her, not even by mistake.

She might be the Don’s Mistress but Rosana was his legal wife, the lady he showed off to the world. She was his Queen and had more claims to him but she was nothing! Just an object for pleasure.

But Vicenta never planned to settle with that. She loved Sergio very much and couldn’t sit by and watch another woman take him away from her. She didn’t care if Rosana was his wife. All she knew was that she was there first and will always be there!

“Having a change of mind, huh?” Rosana asked and smiled sardonically. “What are you afraid of? Death?”

A shiver snaked down Vicenta’s spine on hearing the word. DEATH. That was one of the things she feared. Besides, who wouldn’t?

“Coffee, My Lady” Carmencita’s soft voice broke in and they both turned to look at her. She held a tray and stood a few paces away from them.

Rosana didn’t demand the coffee but she didn’t try to reject it either. Maybe that was Carmencita’s way of putting an end to the little fight that was about to start, she thought, uncrossing her hands from her chest.

“Now, you listen and listen very well. The next time you appear in front of me and try to start a fight, be ready for war Mistress. Because I will carve you out and burn that part so special to you, your Master will never be able to use it again.”Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Vicenta shivered at the image Rosana had just painted in her head and flinched backward. She could not imagine her p? ssy burnt and Sergio never being able to look upon or use it. Surely, he would find another Mistress to satisfy his needs and she didn’t want that. Ever!

“Now, get lost”

Angrily, Vicenta turned around and stormed off. The battle wasn’t over yet! She was going to get back at Rosana and make her pay for everything.

When she reached her room, she walked in and banged the door hard. She started pacing angrily, racking her head and thinking of the best way to deal with Rosana. She had bitten more than she could chew! She had stepped on the viper’s tail.

After thinking so hard, she yelled out in frustration. She couldn’t come up with a way to hurt her without getting herself killed. Sergio would never hesitate to end her once and for all.

But what if she tried to make Sergio fall in love with her? The idea popped into her head, causing her to halt at once. She could give him everything he wanted and please him the way he most desired.

Besides, he never resisted her. But that was until Rosana came into the picture. That b? tch!

For eight good months, he hadn’t sent for her. She was always going after him, trying to seduce him. Most times, Alfonso wouldn’t even let her in, but whenever she got the chance to go in and meet him, he wouldn’t even spare a glance in her direction.

Standing in front of the mirror, she looked at herself. Of course, she was beautiful and had everything in the right proportions. Her b00bs were big and round and her skin was flawless. Her a#s was big too. Maybe that was one of the reasons Sergio loved taking her from the back, she thought with a smile.

The smile vanished when she remembered that he had never for once tried to touch her body. He never tried to please her the way men pleased women with their fingers and tongue.

She craved his touch always. But he never gave it to her. Once he was finished with her, he always left without words, leaving her all sour and broken. He never even looked at her face.

Maybe that was how he was, she concluded.

But that was going to change and she was going to make sure of that. She picked up her red lipstick and stared at it. First, she had to change her looks.

*****

“I heard you cut my men out of the club, My Lady!” Mr. Leonardo groaned, glaring at his stick of cigar on the table. He had wanted to light it when Rosana ordered him to either drop it or leave.

“And I heard your men force the girls to take some drugs every time they want to have their way with them”

He clenched his fist and unclenched before looking up at her. “That is how the business runs. We pay and then you give us what we want, the way we want it. My men have been working so damn hard, they deserve everything”

“Not anymore” Rosana replied and clicked her tongue. “I do not care what your men do, I care about the girls. My girls”

Mr. Leonardo gritted his teeth and clenched his fists once again. He wished he could get his hands on her, strangle her for speaking to him in such a manner. How could she kick his men out of the club? They were one of the very important customers.

“I care about my men too and I want them back in” He deadpanned, glaring hard at her. She was beautiful but he turned blind to it, just as every other man in the Mafia who valued their life.

“If you do, then you would follow the new rules. No more drugs in the club”

“I am sorry but you do not know a thing about the business, My Lady.”

Rosana smiled and leaned closer to the table. “It is my business and I know everything about it. I make the rules and can change them whenever I please. Now, get out if you are not ready to follow those rules”

“And what if I do not?” Mr. Leonardo asked and leaned closer on the table so their faces were inches apart. “What will you do? Have somebody throw me out? I guess that is correct because you cannot do it yourself”

He had expected her to flinch or move away but she didn’t. Her expression remained solid and unfazed. A smile touched her lips and he furrowed his brows. What was funny? Why was she smiling?

The thought of someone standing behind him crossed his mind and before he could turn around and have a look, Rosana slammed his face against the table. He yelped and raised his face, his nose already broken and bl00dy.

“Do you still wish to stay, Mr. Leonardo?” Rosana asked with a soft smile. “You should know I have different ways to kick you out of here myself”

He immediately scrambled to his feet, his hands covering his bleeding nose. No words could explain how shocked he was as he turned around and headed for the door.

“You are forgetting something, Mr Leonardo. Your cigar”

He halted at once, hesitant to go back and pick it up. His nose was bleeding profusely and he wanted to leave immediately. If he had known what she was capable of doing, he would’ve left when she asked him to. He underestimated her!

“My Lady!” He bowed slightly, trembling as he picked up the stick of cigar. She was smiling and it scared the hell out of him. He had never seen a woman who wore a beautiful smile yet dangerous. “Please forgive me!”

“I do not forgive” She responded, her voice grave. “Now, get out”

“Please… Please forgive us” He pleaded, his hands still covering his bleeding nose. “I will talk to my men. They will pay double for all the harm they have caused to your girls”

Rosana thought about it and smiled. “Triple!”

“Yes… Yes, my Lady!”

“Get out before I change my mind”