His Mafia Bride

ALINA

I was filled with questions on where Dante was taking me too. I had asked him over and over again on where we were heading to but he didn’t say a word.

Inquisitiveness had become the best of me. I shot him questions incessantly on what he meant by where I would find peace but he kept on replying evasively.

And to worsen my fear, Dante had bounded my eyesight with a piece of cloth which would be taken off once we got to wherever he was taking me to.

My tremor rose to magnificent height as the car drove on the road. Where was Dante taking me to exactly and why was I on a blindfold?

Probably he was really going to take me somewhere he would kill me and dispose of my corpse like he did to poor Theodore.

Oh would he sell me off to a foreign country to be used as a sex slave or something vile?

Whatever his thoughts were, they defintely were not good. Dante was not one to be trusted or messed with.

I clamped my hands together, fervently praying that Dante wouldn’t take me to anywhere harmful or lethal.

The drive seemed to take forever as my body shook in apprehension and also anticipation of what was to come.

I was so deep in my bedevilling thoughts that I didn’t notice when the car had come to a halt.

Almost instantly, I felt Dante’s hand tap on my shoulder causing me to jerk.

“We are here Alina” Dante announced.

“Ok. Get this fucking blindfold of my eyes” I scoffed at him.

I could sense him in close proximity to my face with that sadistic smirk of his on his lips.

“Say please” He taunted me.

I huffed in annoyance. “Please” I pushed the words out.

Dante at once yanked my hands and pulled me out of the car still blindfolded.

I felt so lost and apprehensive.

“You know you shouldn’t be so eager to see where you are. It could be your death place” Dante cryptically uttered to me as he led me to God knows where.

My heart skipped a beat on hearing that and my legs quaked.

“What do you mean by that?” I asked, masking up my fear with a stoic profile.

Dante gave no reply after that which only got me more fueled with exasperation for his non challant attitude.

I was about raising my voice at him when the farmilair sound of waves banging against rocks reached my ears.

The mild chattering of various individuals filled the air causing me to have second doubts on where Dante brought me too.

“Here we are” Dante whispered entrancingly to my ear before taking the blindfold from my eyes.

A surprised gasped pushed past my lips, a smile creeping towards my face. We were at the beach.

The banging of the waves hitting the rocks could be heard as the roaring waves continued forming white foams upon hitting the rocks.

The bright, hot noon sun made the sea waters sparkle and shimmer under its rays.

Birds soared in the air, flying with the wind. The salty air kissed my cheeks, gliding itself through my hairs and pushing it towards my face.

I turned to look at Dante who seemed to enjoy the surprised look on my face.

“Dante, the beach?” I asked, bewilderment settling in my features.

“Ofcourse” he nodded with a smirk.

“Walk with me” the sentence came as a request but same time felt as an order as Dante had already begun walking ahead of me.

I trailed behind him, my eyes on the beautiful scenery nature offered around us.

The blue sky was bright and refreshing, reflecting on the waters as it’s wave crashed upon the sandy shores of the beach.

It’s been so long since I actually had the opportunity to come out and enjoy such a wonderful scenic.

“I think I made myself clear enough when I told you to walk with me. Didn’t I? Or you just don’t understand what it means” Dante’s irkful tone bounced back at me.

It was then I realised that Dante was metres away from me and I had been left standing on the spot admiring the spellbinding beach.

I scrunched my face in annoyance at him for cutting short my peaceful moment and marched up to him.

Couldn’t he just go on without me being there? It is not as if I could get lost in the beach.

“Dante can’t you atleast leave me here let me be by myself?” annoyance soaring in my tone.

Dante folded his arms as we kept on strolling. “Not a chance” came his abrupt reply.

I took sharp gazes at Dante, watching the wind whip his black midnight hair across his face.

This was the first time I was actually observing his facial features clearly.

His eyebrows were thick and perfectly shaped accompanied with his long eyelashes. From underneath those lashes peaked cold emerald orbs that held no emotion in them.

His peach coloured lips looked so sensual.

I can’t believe I just thought that.

Trying to filter my thoughts, my gaze went back to his dark hair, as dark as the night. It looked so soft and silky that my hands suddenly itched for a touch.

Fuck. What was wrong with me?

I shouldn’t even be found dead in this man’s clothes talkless of thinking of running my hands through his hair like I was cuddling him or something.

“Why are you staring at me?” Dante suddenly ask dragging me out of my thoughts.

“Why did you bring me to the beach?” I replied with another question.

He stopped ambling and faced me. “Don’t you like it?”

“Well I do” I replied reluctantly.

“Then shut up and enjoy it” Dante ordered rudely.

You would think by now I was already used to how harsh and rude he was in replying me but every now then, I was left stunned at his obnoxious retorts.

“You have such a detestable character to be honest Mr Dante Morelli” I spat unforgivingly.

“I don’t even give half a fuck on your opinion about me. So you better shut up and enjoy your stay here while you can. I brought you here to relieve you of your stress” Dante replied.

Wait what? He brought me here to relieve myself of stress?

When did Dante become so caring?

“When did you become so concerned and caring about my welfare? I asked with my tongue in cheek, suppressing a laughter.

“Because if you hurt yourself again it means I’ll have to hire more people and besides I want to have the benefit of killing you myself” Dante grinned.

“I should have known. You are nothing but a self centred person” I hissed before shoving Dante out of my way.

“Alina are you walking out on me?” Dante called out to me but I didn’t turn back to face him.

“Yes Ofcourse! I can’t stand you” I scoffed in reply.

I could hear him chortling.

“You better run because once I get you, I’ll make you cry for walking out on me Alina”

If that was a threat or not, I cared less as I continued walking not until I heard the approaching footsteps of Dante behind me.

Spurning me around, he splashed me water from a bottle leaving me in shock.

“Dante!” I almost choked. Dante erupted into fits of laughter, he looked like a playful teenager.

Where did he even get that bottle of water from?

My eyes wandered to the stalls on the beach.Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

He must have taken it from one of them.

“I told you I’ll make you cry” He replied cockily.

“I swear I’ll get you for that” I gritted, my hands holding my partially wet hair.

“You can try” He proudly stated.

I stared at him dumbfounded as he ambled away.

Honestly what had come over Dante?