His Bride: Being the mafia’s princess

She stared at him like he had gone totally insane.

“Why are you laughing?” She asked slowly as the smirk disappeared from her face.

“I’m laughing at your stupidity.” Nicolas spat at her face and she hummed.

“Really?” She asked lowly.

“Your guts to have come into my office to harm me, and you think you would go scot-free.” He replied, and she stood to her feet.

“I didn’t come with the aim to hurt you, but I might if you don’t do as I say.” She said, backing him.

“You’ll have that chance only if you and your gang can leave here safely.” Nicolas said with a slight smirk forming on his lips. He tried to tap on the red button below the couch, but Bella was quick enough to kick his hand off as she dragged him up and made him sit, forcefully, though.

It made him groan out loud again and this time, with him holding unto the hand which was kicked.

“Just sign the damn paper.” Bella said, now frowning as she stretched forth the file to him once again.

Nicolas let out a long sigh of despair and having no other choice, he picked up the pen that had fallen from him and signed on the papers with Bella flipping the papers open for him.

Bella heaved a small sigh of relief as she watched him. She closed back the papers and gave them back to Drake when Nicolas was done signing.

“Let’s go.” She said, staring at him before walking away with the guys.

They got outside and went straight to the car, not minding the stares they were getting from the peeps around, especially from the guards they had earlier crossed paths with.

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Eva alighted from her car as she catwalked with her purse into the house. She halted in her steps when she saw two cars drive in. Her lips formed into a sweet smile as she began to arrange her dress.

Her face fell when she saw Bella and the other guys alight, but not her Don.

“Hey Eva!” Bella cheered, walking towards her with a smile.

“Where is Don?” She asked, immediately, glancing behind her.

“Don?” Bella repeated like she didn’t understand her question the first time.

“Yes, where is he?” Eva demanded, taking her gaze to Bella.

“Were you expecting him before we drove in?” Bella asked with a raised brow and Eva scoffed out.

“I wouldn’t be asking if I wasn’t, but you know what, I will go to him myself.” She replied as she resumed her steps into the house.

“Didn’t he tell you he wasn’t going to be home for days?” Bella asked out loud enough for her to hear, and she paused her steps again.

“He isn’t home at the moment and it will be that way for days.” Bella said again, and Eva walked back to her.

“Where did he go?” She demanded with a frown.This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.

“He went on a business trip.” Bella replied simply.

“A business trip?” Eva repeated with a puzzled look.

“Without informing me?” She asked again.

“Yeah, a business trip.” Bella shrugged out.

“When will he be back?” Eva asked after seconds of silence.

“I also don’t know because he made it a means for his honeymoon.” Bella replied with a plain look. Those words resounded in Eva’s ears and it made her scoff.

“I don’t understand, what do you mean by a honeymoon?” She asked.

“I’m sure you aren’t that dumb not to know what a honeymoon means, especially between a married couple.” Bella replied, staring at her with a weird look as she folded her hands underneath her boobs.

“You mean he went on a honeymoon with that lady!” Eva half yelled with her blood boiling in anger.

“Yeah which is his wife, I’m very sure you heard me the first time.” Bella replied with an innocent look that made Eva’s blood boil the more.

“What is the problem? You look like you would burn up this place with your rage.” She asked again after seeing how Eva was fuming at her spot.

Eva glared hard at her before stomping back to her car as she drove out of the compound in rage.

Bella stared at her as she drove out and smiled lightly before going into the house.

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“Prepare more goods to be imported down to America here.” Brandon ordered, puffing smoke out from his nostrils.

“Yes boss.” The boy said in a bow.

“Are the boys back?” He asked as he turned to another guy in the room.

“No but we’ve been informed they’ll be back soon.” The boy also replied with a bow.

Brandon lifted his glass cup filled with alcohol as he took a sip and just then the door opened.

He glanced at the boys who had just come in and glared at them when none of them said anything.

“What the hell is taking you all so long to report back on your mission?” He growled out when they still refused to say anything.

The boys who looked scared glanced at each other and one of them was given a nod to go ahead.

“We failed boss.” He said a little inaudibly and as expected, a glass flew in his direction, but he was quick enough to dodge it as the content splashed on him.

Brandon sprang up, making all the boys shift back in fear.

“What the heck did you just say?” He asked in between gritted teeth as he moved towards the boy.

“Huh? Answer the fucking question.” He yelled, grabbing his collar.

“By the time we got there, Don’s sister had already done it, making us late.” He replied, expecting the worst from his boss and he got it because Brandon gave him a blow directly on his mouth before roughly releasing him.

“You all are so incompetent. You’re all worthless!” He screamed out so loud that it might crack a wall.

“How the hell did I end up with people as useless as you are? Huh?” He screamed out again before slumping down to the chair.

By this time now, he was already breathing so heavily like he ran a marathon race.

He picked out another cigarette stick and applied fire into it as he put it in his mouth and smoked deeply from it. He puffed out a large amount of smoke as he rested his back on the chair with his eyes closed, but that was only for a few seconds as he sprang up again.

He walked towards his cabinet as he brought out his gun and cocked it. The boys behind him all stared at each other in both fear and confusion as they hoped for a miracle to save them.

“Since you all are incompetent, why don’t I end your miserable lives right here and now?” He asked, turning to them with a dangerous smirk that the boys dreaded so much.

He pointed the gun to one of the boys. The boy stood still in fear as he tried not to tremble too much.

“Or what do you think?” Brandon said lowly, but there was no answer.

There was a moment of silence as nobody said anything before he slowly brought down the gun.

“You all get the fuck out of here!” He barked out and the boys all turned towards the door to flee for their dear life.

“Black!” He called out, and one of the boys turned back to him.

“Put Nick on the phone.” He ordered.

Black went to get his boss phone from the bed and did as he was told.

“My boss wishes to speak with you.” Black said to the person on the phone before handing the phone to his boss.

Brandon tossed the gun to the couch nearby as he collected the phone from him.

“I can see you don’t value your reputation like you claimed.” He said in a frown before replacing it with a dangerous smirk.

“My life was at stake and there was no way I’d sacrifice my life for my reputation, I mean, that’s a very lame joke.” Nicolas replied, and it was obvious he was already trembling from where he was.

“Well, you’ve made your decision, now it’s left for me to make mine.” Brandon stated and tried hanging up, but Nicolas pleas stopped him.

“Please, Brandon. Don’t do this, I beg of you to give me one more chance.” His voice boomed from the phone, sounding frightened.

“You can come over to my office tomorrow so, we’d strike another deal together, I promise this time I’ll stick to it.” He pleaded further, breathing heavily when he finished.

“Hmm” Brandon hummed as he rubbed his beard.

“Let’s see what happens.” He said after seconds of silence. He hung up and tossed the phone on the couch.

He smirked and slumped on the couch.

“Get a few boys ready for tomorrow.” He said, sitting majestically on the couch.