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

For a split second, I felt numb like I couldn't feel my body but I could see the blurry silhouettes of people around me.

The feeling of a thumping pain in my head made me wince but I couldn't bring myself to verbally express that but I felt the warm hands of someone on me, feeling me about.

Why was someone touching me that way? I wanted to scream at him to stop, to leave me alone, to get me water but I couldn't say a word, I was just there and fuck, I hated it.

Slowly, my senses came back to me and the first thing that hit me was the nauseating smell of antiseptic and blood followed by the sound of a beeping machine and a few muffled words ㅡin other words, the scents and sounds of a typical hospital.

My vision began to get clearer and I could make out a doctor hovering over me, his eyes fixed on me in worry.

MY WIFE IS HERE