Betrothed To The Ruthless Mafia

“You will no longer be in charge of the Strip clubs, brothels, and bars,” Sergio told Munika, his eyes not leaving his laptop for a second. He typed fast, his fingers dancing on the keyboard before he paused and continued. “You will no longer be in charge of everything else because there is someone else taking that position”

A familiar, creeping sense of doom slithered around Munika’s neck and her heart slammed a panicked rhythm against her ribcage. She wanted to ask him why but already knew the reasons. There was a new Queen which meant a change of power and responsibilities.

But she had not expected it too soon.

It was only a few hours after the Introduction and he was taking everything from her. A bolt of fury sizzled through her as she thought of all the services she had rendered to him, the men and women in the Mafia, all the Billionaires and powerful men who came seeking pleasure…

“My wife, Rosana will now be in control over everything” He announced finally and her heart pulmetted. It clenched deep down inside her stomach in the most painful way.

Rosana, she thought and curled her hands into a fist. It was hard for her to believe that the blonde-haired girl who suddenly barged into their lives was now slowly taking over. And she started with her! “You will hand over everything to her.” Sergio continued in his deep, cold voice, his eyes still pinned on his laptop. “The records, the finances… Everything”

Everything!

The word resounded in her ears as anger and worry coalesced into a block in her stomach. There was more to his actions and it tore her heart into shreds. She needed to know why. Why was he taking everything from her to give to the girl? Why her? But she didn’t. Instead, she took a shaky step forward causing him to look up for the first time. “I… I could teach her a thing or two. You know how to manage the whole business. I do not think she will be capable of doing everything alone”

Sergio remained quiet and appeared to be thinking about what she had just said. When she saw that she took a deep breath, her heart tripping in both anticipation and wariness. She silently prayed that he considered her offer. Of course, she was an intelligent woman who handled her job and position perfectly. For the past years, she ruled behind her son with an iron fist. She was feared and praised by the men because she always gave them what they needed. Pleasure.

There were lots of girls she trained all over the world. She taught them how to please men with their bodies and how to make them feel a lot better. That was one of the reasons why their clubs and bars were regarded as the best in the world.

“But do not worry, she has an assistant.”

All the blood drained from her face as she heard that. “So… What do I do now?” Munika paused, remembering how young he was when he took over the Mafia. She had been scared back then but Sergio was strong and ruthless. He eliminated all the men who stood against him and those who tried to bring him down. He was a little boy, they said. He can never rule them, they said. But where were those men today?

All de@d!

Sergio had taken care of them to the amusement and shock of everyone. Munika could still remember the different ways he ended them, all brutal and bl00dy. The rest of the men were given two choices. Either they di? d cruelly by his hands or bowed to him. They all chose the latter.

“But I am not tired. I am still strong and versatile”

“That will be all” Sergio uttered dismissively and continued working again.

“I know I went against you. I am sorry. I will confess to your wife and apologize. I will do whatever you tell me to do!”

He glowered at her with cold eyes causing sizzles to run down her spine. “You will do nothing.” *****

Rosana stared down at the phones, laptops, car keys, and credit cards lined on top of the desk. She furrowed her brows and looked up at Sergio, wondering why he called her to his study.

“They are all yours”

“Mine?!?” She asked with wide eyes and looked down at the desk. “Mine?!?”Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

“All yours, Bambolina.” He responded and tucked his hands inside his trouser pocket. “You need all of it”

Including the black cards?!? It meant the account never went dry, right? She was still in shock. Why was he suddenly giving her car keys and credit cards? What changed? She was still thinking about everything when he rounded the table and walked over to her.

“But why?”

“Because you are my Queen and you deserve everything!”

*****

“But why?” Rosana asked Enzo as they walked out of the mansion together. He led her to where men dressed in black suits waited with the door of the black jeep ajar. “Why now? I stayed for the past eight months without any of these”

“Because the time was not right.”

“What time?” She asked and waved at the men who bowed to her. “I do not understand”

“We had to keep you away from the outside world.” They got into the car in the middle while the men got into the first and third cars. They started moving. “We had to be sure you were with us, My Lady”

Rosana was excited. Finally, she had gained the freedom she always wanted. But she still couldn’t believe the credit cards and cars and everything.

“Where are we going?”

“The clubs and hotels and bars. You have to make your presence felt. You are the Queen!”