Betrothed To The Ruthless Mafia

Rosana tried to calm herself as the fight was about to begin. Sergio was present as well as Enzo, and Alfonso. She had to prove herself, she had to fight well and convince them that she was ready.

Enzo smiled at her and nodded once. He believed in her and didn’t fail to show his support. Sergio just stood like a rock, his eyes pinned on her the whole time. He was there to watch her dance because he didn’t believe his brother had trained her enough.

The fight started and Rosana was able to fight like she had been taught. With speed, precision, and technique, she was able to fight three of her opponents and disable them.

She fought longer with the fourth opponent because he was stronger and equal to the task. He had already made her bleed from the mouth but she succeeded in hitting him off to the ground by kicking his balls.

“Told ya” Enzo whispered beside Sergio who stood with his arms crossed, watching as Rosana fought with the last opponent. “She finished off Grateo and the other motherf*ckers.”

“What if he did not have balls huh?”

“Well, that is why he has balls, Brother, so she can f*cking break them and win!” Enzo replied with an eye roll and turned back to look at Rosana. “She is doing well!”

After the fight, Rosana limped out of the court to where Enzo stood waiting for her. Sergio was gone already. “Where is he?”

“The Queen!” Enzo hailed with a wide smile. “Damn, you fought those b@stards well. I told you you would make it. Them motherf*ckers are no match for you”

“Yeah, thanks. Where is he?”

“Water? Do you need water? Or wine? We have to celebrate!”

“He left, did he not?” Enzo saw the sad look on her face and sighed. Sergio had left before the last fight ended. “I am sure he still takes the fight as a dance”

She was hurt but she tried to wave it aside. She had fought so hard just to prove herself but he didn’t even acknowledge her. He didn’t even care if she got hurt during the fight. And why would he care? She asked herself. After all, he was a heartless man.

“I think he is proud of you,” Enzo said and she scoffed. “It was much worse when he trained me. He never told me I did well, Instead, he called me a f*cking dumbass”

He laughed and continued.

“He kept pushing me to fight and I kept thinking I wasn’t good enough. I kept thinking he wasn’t proud of me but deep down he was. If he didn’t make it that way, I would have relented. I would have felt like I had succeeded already. But here I am.”

“Do not be sad. It is just one fight. You will encounter many more”

Rosana didn’t realize she had been smiling. She loved the way he always talked about his brother. He didn’t take him as a monster and always spoke positively about him. He only mentioned the negatives she knew already. And he was always defending him, she noted.

“I learned from the best!”

Enzo smiled and was about to speak when they heard gunshots nearby. He turned to look at Rosana who had gone pale already and motioned for her to stay still.

“It is just a fucking gunshot. You should not be afraid of it”

“I am afraid of it. It means someone has been killed!” She uttered as panic sliced through her.

“People will always get killed, My Lady!”

“Why?”

“I can give you a thousand reasons if you are ready for it” When she was quiet, he asked. “Are you coming?”

They went out to meet the body being dragged off. The person had been shot twice and Rosana recognized him instantly. He was the fourth person she had fought with a while ago. How come he was dead? She wondered.

“He was killed by the Don,” One of the men told Enzo who nodded briefly.

“Why? Why was he killed? What did he do?” Rosana asked the man but Instead of giving a response, he bowed and walked off.

“Those types of questions could get you or another person killed. You need to be careful next time”

“But why? Why would he kill him just like that?”

“He does not kill anyone just like that. He must have done something to offend him. Now, let’s go. You need to rest!”

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Rosana got into the room and immediately went inside to take a shower. When she was done, she walked out of the bathroom with a towel around her and froze when she saw Sergio standing in front of the window.

She was about to ask what he was doing in the bedroom but she remembered that it was his room too. At least, he always told her that but she was used to sleeping there alone.

She quickly grabbed her nightwear and rushed inside the bathroom to put it on. When she was done, she walked out and met him facing the room, his back against the window.

“Nice piece of clothing.” He complimented her, his eyes pinned on her red nightwear. “What is it called?”

“A nightie”

“Hmm,” He voiced and finally looked up at her. Why was he here? She wondered.

“Can I ask a question?”

“Yes” He answered and she heaved in relief.

“Why did you kill him?”

He stared at her and she felt her heart thumping in her chest. Did she ask the wrong question? Enzo had warned her already but she didn’t listen. Was he going to punish her for asking such a question? She wondered.

When he started walking towards her, she gulped hard and tried not to flinch. She remained rooted to the spot, her eyes not leaving him until he got to where she stood.

“He hurt you.” He answered and used his thumb to caress the bruise on the side of her lips. “He had to die”Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.