GemNoir

“You need my help, Tesoro. You choose. A marriage with me or be torn apart by them” His voice was cool as though this wasn't a matter of life or death.

I didn't want this life. My father had gambled a lot and left me with a lot of enemies and now I needed the help of Don Vincenzo LaRosa who was my high school bully and now the Don of the most powerful mafia family in Italy if I was going to survive it.

It was just a marriage of convenience but I realized something. He wasn't helping me out of a good heart. I had been sold without my permission to him. I was the mafia's pawn.

Sold to the Capo

A second passed, and we were still staring at each other, with me trying to keep my face passive.

He looked me over and pushed himself off the doorway, stalking towards me with purposeful strides. "What are you doing here? I noticed you weren't coming for breakfast so I thought I'd come look for you. What are you looking for in the cabinet?" He looked at me, taking his time, and for a moment, I felt paranoid, like he could see the outline of the knife tucked under my shirt.

He raised his gaze to mine again, his eyes piercing. "Vitalio said he just met you by the way" Then his gaze dropped to the very place where I had put the knife under my shirt and my breath hitched, I was half expecting him to call me out on it and get it off me and honestly, I was prepared to use the knife if he proved to be a threat to me.

A CALL