Betrothed To The Ruthless Mafia

Rosana woke up the next morning and couldn’t find Sergio on the bed. Her heart slammed against her ribcage and hurt more than the pain between her legs. He left… After everything!

She remained on the bed, staring at the ceiling with teary eyes. He left… She couldn’t even move because her body suddenly felt like a log of wood. Maybe he had even destroyed her lower body and it was now out of commission.

He left…

That reminder struck her like a jab to her ribs. But for how long? She could still remember falling asleep in his arms. And if her mind wasn’t playing tricks on her, she had also heard him mutter under his breath and peck her forehead.

Her thoughts screeched to a halt the moment she looked up and found Sergio standing behind the closed door with both hands stuffed inside his pocket. He still had the same solid expression on his face but the look in his eyes was the same as the previous night. Warm… Soft…

She snapped her mind out of it and glared at him. There’s no way she would let her mind play tricks on her. Sergio De Niro was cold-hearted and ruthless and that was all there could be.

“You’re awake”

“Is that why you left? Because you thought you had finally k*lled me?” Amusement sparked in his eyes but it disappeared immediately. “Well, newsflash, I am still alive even if I cannot move”

Silence descended between them as they stared at each other. Why wasn’t he saying anything? Rosana wondered, her hands curled into a fist. She hated how quiet he stood, staring at her with those metallic eyes. She wished he would say something, anything!

Had he gone back to the Mistress after she crashed? Was she not good enough? The questions rang in her head, so loud it started hurting.

Sergio remained rooted to the spot, staring at her with an unreadable gaze. Even with her disheveled blonde hair, bloodshot and puffy eyes, she still looked pretty. She looked prettier when she was angry and fuming.

Rosana waited for him to speak but when he remained quiet, she gave up. His silence and everything said it all. If she had known, she would’ve kept her mouth shut.

“I did not leave” He finally responded, his expression dead as usual. “I watched you all night without blinking an eye”

“But…” She paused to look at where he laid on the bed. She was taken aback by his confession.

“Had to take some business calls” She turned back to look at him with wide eyes. Was he explaining himself to her? Before she could think of a possible response, he added. “And run your bath”

He walked over to the bed and carried her in his arms before she could even process what he had just said. Instinctively, she wrapped her arms around him in shock as he carried her inside the bathroom.

“You do not have to…”

“Shut up, Bambolina” He drawled lazily and started massaging her scalp with his fingers. He had gotten into the hot tub and was sitting behind her, washing her hair.

Rosana squeezed her mouth shut and allowed him to do whatever he was doing. She was still very shocked and speechless. What happened to Sergio? What changed? Why was he all gentlemanly? What happened to the be@st he had shown her the previous night?

Sergio carried her back to the bedroom after toweling her body. He had given her a gentle massage and a warm bath, one that soothed her nerves and relieved most of the pain. But she still couldn’t walk. Maybe he had damaged her legs, after all, she concluded.

“Eat,” Sergio ordered after placing her on the chair. The table was covered with a lot of food, fruits, milk, and drinks. “Or you might pass out”

He had been in the bathroom with her the whole time. When did he get the food ready? She wondered as she started eating quietly. By the time she was done, Sergio was out of the room. She decided to use that opportunity to dress up because she had nothing on but a towel.

Sadly, she couldn’t walk properly. She had to limp around and almost fell face down on the floor. All thanks to Sergio.

After some minutes, Sergio returned already dressed in a black suit. Rosana tried to ignore him as she focused on the red lipstick she was applying in front of the mirror. She had managed to get dressed and was now ready to leave for work. There were so many important things to take care of. She didn’t care if she limped around for the whole world to see.

“Nice dress” Sergio smirked, his eyes pinned on the curve of her lower back and her a*s. “Take it off!”

Tendrils of fear gripped her by the gut as she turned to stare at him. His expression had turned to granite and his eyes dark.

“Please!” She cried out as her heart pounded so hard its drumbeat echoed in her head.Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

“It would not take a minute for me to rip it off, Bambolina.”

Rosana squeezed her eyes shut and fought back the tears as she started taking off her clothes with shaky hands. She couldn’t even walk properly, she was still sore, she was still broken…

Sergio went behind her and stood to admire her body… No, the work of his hands. His handprints decorated her body like a mark, especially her back, a*s, and her throat. He smirked smugly and caressed her cl? t, causing her to jerk at the sudden pleasure.

He stretched her with his fingers and earned a sharp cry from her before he pulled into her with a slow thrust. He caressed her cl? t and rolled her n*pples with his thumb and finger, going slow on her.

“Look how good you take my c? ck with your wet p? ssy” Sergio growled, thrusting deep into her but slowly. She moaned and cried at the mixed pain and ecstasy he was wrenching in her.

“Oh, Sergio!” She arched her back and threw her head on his shoulder. “Hmmm!”

The first org@sm slammed into her like fireworks and exploded behind her eyes. It was followed by the second and the third and Sergio couldn’t restrain himself anymore. He pinched her n? pples and closed his hand on her neck.

“You might want to hold something, Bambolina” That was the final warning before he started thrusting deep into her, hitting a spot that made her cry and arch her back until she came hard the fourth time.

Sergio finally erupted, covering her a*s with robes of his c? m. He pulled away from her and caught her in his arms before she lost balance and fell off to the ground.

“I am leaving for Russia.” He announced after placing her on the bed. “I will be back for that pussy!”

After he walked out, Rosana stared at the closed door in shock. Maybe she was dreaming. Did Sergio just inform her he was traveling out? And did he just give her mind-blowing org@sms after everything?

Maybe something changed after all.