His Mafia Bride

ALINA

My tremor ignited on seeing Dante angrily stump out of his car.

Multiple sweat beads formed on my skin and the air around us suddenly felt too tight to breathe in.

Dante was so hot under his collar. His eyes seethed with exasperation and a blaze of indignation burned furiously within him.

The look in his eyes were threatening. I had never seen it before.  The muscles in his jaw clenched and unclenched. His fist were balled up so tight I could swear his knuckles were turning white.

His demeanour spoke off raw anger. Raw, bloody and threatening anger.

Flashing both of us an icy glare, he took predatorial steps towards us.

My heart was already swimming in my stomach.

“Uhm Theodore… I.. I.. you should be going now please” I stuttered in my speech with quivering lips, noticing Dante was furiously approaching us.

“Why? The man is your boss right?” He inquired, not wanting to leave.

The next minute, my terrified orbs fell on two muscular men coming out  of Dante’s car, trailing behind him.

Did he go out with his guards?

Tears dropped onto my cheeks, trickling down with my heart becoming erratic.

“Leaving so soon?” Dante asked with outstretched arms, a malicious smile creeping on to his lips as he stood in front of us.

“Hello I am Theodore. You must be Alina’s boss” Theodore introduced himself with a cheerful smile.

He was oblivious of the danger he was in right now.

“Boss? Is that what she told you?”

I stood silent with a palpilating heart.

“Dante please it’s not what it looks like” I spoke, almost crying.

“Alina didn’t I warn you that I shouldn’t see him around you any more?” Dante advanced further with his men.

“You don’t have to be mean to her. She’s your worker not your slave” Theodore stood up for me.

“Wow. Alina you didn’t tell me that your friend is so bold. He cares so much about you but you don’t even care about him because if you did, you would have followed my instructions and stayed away from him. Now the poor boy will pay for your silly mistake” Dante maniacally told me.

What?

“No!” I yelled running over to meet dante, my tears distorting my vision.

Dante roughly pushed me aside and tucked out his gun.

I fell onto the paved stones of the street, bruising my knee at impact.

Dante had slits of fury burning dangerously within him.

The braveness Theodore had in defending me had now vanished, replaced by a cowering fear on seeing Dante’s gun.

I scanned the environment with my teary eyes, praying and wishing someone would show up but the area was deserted of humans.

My tears streamed more as I struggled to stand to my feet.

“What’s going on here Alina? What kind of job is your boss i-into?” Theodore asked frightfully.

Dante at once gripped me by the hair, his hands curling into my scalp and I let out a yelp.

“Tell your friend who I am to you” he ordered.

“He-he is my husband not my boss” I cried.

Theodore was robbed of his speech, staring at me in blank amazement.

“You lied to me Alina? But why?”

“It doesn’t matter why she lied. What matters is that you made my wife drunk yesterday and today, I had warned her to stay clear off you but here we all are. I caught you both taking a lovely walk down the road so you will pay for her disobedience”

“No please Dante. I beg of you” I pleaded, clasping my hands together but Dante paid no heed to my pleas.

He tightened his hold on my hair causing me to grip on to his hand, wincing in pain.

“Boys show Theodore here the result of trying to snatch my wife away from me” Dante authoritatively stated.

What, no!

That wasn’t what Theodore was doing.

Nobody was doing that.

Fear masked my features and my eyes widened in horror.

“I am not trying to snatch your wife away from you Mr Dante” Theodore said trying to keep his cool but I could see he was as scared as I was.

I cried harder because I knew nothing would change Dante mind.

I then watched horror struck as one of Dante’s men kicked Theodore the ground, causing a loud thud.

The next thing that followed was the awful sounds of kicks and punches.

My heart sank to my knees hearing the painful cry of Theodore. My legs struggled to keep me standing and my tears flowed so freely.All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

Theodore begged, his tone shivering and lips trembling with each painful and agonising punch.

I screamed out on the top of my voice and fought to free myself from Dante’s grip on my hair but his grip only tightened the more.

“God. Heavens, I beg of you Dante please don’t do this. I beg you please”I pleaded with my voice drowning in my tears.

“Enjoy the show principessa. This is what you get for disobeying my orders”Dante whispered gravely into my ear.

I shook like a leaf, begging and begging till my voice had become hoarse but the beating didn’t relent.

Theodore was curled up to a ball. Blood gushed from his ears, nose and mouth, creating a bloody pool around him but the beating persisted. The agonising and painful sounds of bones breaking filled the air.

I cried more and hit Dante vigorously on the arm, my nails clawing and digging into his flesh but his grip on my hair didn’t falter.

“Somebody help! Please somebody stop this!” I began screaming for help hoping someone would randomly appear and call the police on these animals but nothing happened.

“Dante! Stop, please it’s me you should beat not him. I made the mistake not him” I pleaded in agony and pains.

Dante let out a cackle and pushed me onto the floor making me brush my knees and elbows against the paved road.

At that moment, the beating died down.

Frightfully, I crawled over to Theodore. His face was swollen and his eyes had become a nasty shade of red.

Ruby red blood trickled from his nose and mouth. His chest heaved slowly but with great difficulty.

He was still alive!

But he needed help. And fast.

I crutched next to him, trying to wipe off the blood with the lace hem of my skirt when an iron hand suddenly pulled me up.

“What do you think you are doing Alina!?” He went mad with anger.

“I am helping him! Haven’t you done enough!? You had your thugs beat up an innocent man Dante. He is close to dying. He needs to be treated” I wailed.

Dante chuckled.

Ignoring me, he faced his men.

“Put him inside the boot. When we get home, I want you two to take him somewhere far away and finish him”

“Dante!” I screamed, my eyes giving way to tears once again.

In horror, I watched the men carry a half conscious Theodore to the boot and shoved him in there.

“Dante…” my knees buckled to the ground on their own accord.

“I’m on my knees. Punish me, beat me, kill me if you have to but don’t kill Theodore please. I won’t be able to live with myself if any thing happens to him. You’ve done enough please”

Dante had his unwavering eyes on me. He stood unfazed by my pleas.

Bending his face downwards, his hands took my chin roughly.

I winced at the discomfort.

“I love seeing you beg me. You’ve always irked me. I hate you and I find you repulsive. You’ve always disobeyed me and now I’m going to show you the punishment for disobeying me. Theodore’s demise will teach you how brutal I can be. You are mine Alina. Mine to break, mine to heal, mine to touch and mine to kill” He gruffly replied me.

I shook my head in tears, my nose runny and my eyes heavy.

Dragging me off the ground, Dante pushed me into the car as he himself entered, likewise his goons.

Igniting the engine, the car geared to life and we zoomed off the area leaving a trail of dust behind.

My heart beat raced to its summit and my body shivered.

They will kill Theodore and it’s all my fault.

My head ached and my body felt weak and dizzy from all the pushing and begging I had undergone for Theodore.

Oh heavens. Please help me.

What will Dante do to me when we reach home and it’s just both of us?

I dreaded the answer to that question.