Vicenta stood in the middle of Munika's room, dressed elegantly in a white dress and red heels which clicked on the floor whenever she walked. She had a shapely figure, her waist, tapered. Her crescent-shaped eyebrows stood above languid eyelashes and honey eyes. She looked around the room lazily and stifled a yawn. That was the last place she wanted to be in but she had to act like she cared for the future grandmother of her child. She had learned from one of the maids that Munika had fallen ill and decided to finally pay a visit. "What are you doing here, Vicenta? Should you not be whøring my son?" A tinge of exasperation crept into her face but she smiled all the same, exposing her shiny, halo-white teeth. She had long decided not to be affected by her words and actions. "He is preparing for the introduction tomorrow night, Mammà" "You know nothing other than throwing your legs open for him" Munika spat and walked over to the window. "My son does not prepare for anything or any
Sergio got into the limousine and sat down beside Rosana, his presence dominating the vehicle. Their bodies were slightly touching and it caused heat to bubble in her veins. Her throat felt dried and her heart wouldn't stop thumping against her ribcage. She gulped and looked out of the window, remembering the first time they sat together in a vehicle. That was immediately after they had exchanged their vows with no celebration, no music, no dance, no nothing. He had waltzed her away just like that. She hated him so much and couldn't look at him without seeing a monster staring right back at her. For months, she fought him and tried to escape his hell but now, here she was, living the life. In a few hours, she was going to be one of them, she was going to be announced Queen of the Mafia. "What are you thinking so hard about, Bambolina?" Rosana snapped out of her thoughts and inhaled sharply before turning to look at him. "Nothing!" "I can tell you are lying" he said, his voice frig
Everyone in the room couldn't help staring at Rosana. It was hard to take their eyes off such beauty. The men stared with lust in their eyes as their inner beast growled and the women stared in jealousy. Why was she so beautiful? They wondered. Flawless skin, pretty face, cute smile, shapely figure... She was too good to be in there and she was lucky to have someone like Sergio all to herself. They couldn't help but wonder what it felt like. To own the King, the devil. While others stared in admiration and lust, the others tried to find a flaw, a weak spot, something they could use against her. Just as Enzo had said, not everyone in the room liked her. They didn't like Sergio very much so how would they like her? "You are doing great" Enzo smiled and pecked her on both cheeks. He was wearing a black suit like the rest of the men and looked very handsome, the ladies could not take their eyes off him. "All thanks to you" She smiled in return and looked around. "I guess I had been wor
Rosana was shocked when all their knees hit the ground immediately without reluctance. She stared at them in shock, her eyes almost popping out of her eye sockets. When they didn't get up or move an inch, she turned to look at Sergio who had been watching her."Tell them to rise""Fallo da solo" [Do it yourself] He responded and her heartbeat skipped. How was she going to speak to these people? What was she supposed to say? She didn't have a deep or cold voice like Sergio or Enzo, she couldn't give a command like them either."Rise!" She blurted out and was shocked at how firm her voice turned out to be. The men were surprised too. They had not expected her to sound so fierce and powerful, almost like Sergio."Cheers to Donna, Long live the Queen!" One of the men proclaimed, raising his glass in the air."Cheers to Donna, Long live the Queen!" The rest chorused, raising their glasses in the air. Most had a smile on their faces while the others looked indifferent."Now the loyalty test
Rosana fought everything.The overwhelming sensations. The tightening at the bottom of her stomach. The knot in her chest. The anger. The hate. The jealousy.She got angry and jealous whenever Sergio was with his Mistress and soon realized that. Why was she there? What was she doing there? Rosana wondered angrily. This was her introduction, Sergio would've respected that and kept her away!Damn him!Sergio and Enzo had returned to the hall. While one had a cold-blooded look on his face, the other looked like he was going to tear the walls down."And there is the b@stard!" Enzo gritted, glaring daggers at a man who stood at the other end of the hall with a lady dressed in Red. "Grasso Romon!""Invite him over" Sergio ordered and Enzo did as told. He couldn't hide his hate for the man who aimed to take his brother's life."Don!" He bowed and turned to Rosana. "My Lady!" "Sit beside me and have a drink while we talk business" Grasso was shocked but he did as told without questions. His h
Chapter 44"Why can't you let me go? You saw what was done to my Master. He is de@d!""And you love it even more," He answered. Her heart slammed against her ribcage as he started walking leisurely towards her. "You could not even wait to see him thrown away before you tried to escape""Yes, because I wanted him dead!" She blurted out as anger flickered in her eyes. "He k*lled everything in me, my body, my heart, and my soul. For the past five years, I lived in pain. You think you know pain until you experience a new one entirely.""So yes, I loved it even more. I would live the rest of my life worshipping Don Sergio for ending him in the most brutal and beautiful way. It was satisfying" She paused and wiped tears from her eyes before they could roll down her cheeks. "But I have to escape. If I do not, I will never be free. They will k*ll me!"The lady had gone through so much hardship and Enzo could easily tell. She had been broken and molded countless times until she became audacious
"You will no longer be in charge of the Strip clubs, brothels, and bars," Sergio told Munika, his eyes not leaving his laptop for a second. He typed fast, his fingers dancing on the keyboard before he paused and continued. "You will no longer be in charge of everything else because there is someone else taking that position" A familiar, creeping sense of doom slithered around Munika's neck and her heart slammed a panicked rhythm against her ribcage. She wanted to ask him why but already knew the reasons. There was a new Queen which meant a change of power and responsibilities. But she had not expected it too soon. It was only a few hours after the Introduction and he was taking everything from her. A bolt of fury sizzled through her as she thought of all the services she had rendered to him, the men and women in the Mafia, all the Billionaires and powerful men who came seeking pleasure... "My wife, Rosana will now be in control over everything" He announced finally and her heart pu
By the time they were done visiting all the places, Rosana was tired. They finally retired to the headquarters where she was shown around and taken to her office. "And this is Angelica, your secretary. She worked with my mum for the past six years and knows her job" Angelica bowed and smiled sweetly. "My Lady. It is an honor!" "She will prep you on everything you have to know and how the business works. She is trusted." He then turned to the man who had been standing like a statue all through. "And this motherf*cker here is Ville, your Personal bodyguard. We go way back. We are like brothers but we came out of different p*ssies" Rosana arched her brows and turned to look at the man who stood at the other end of the room. He had a scar on the side of his face that made him look deadly and handsome at the same time. When he looked up, her breath hitched in her throat and she was forced to look away. "Can we talk about this later?" She asked Enzo, feeling uncomfortable about the whol