Page 15 of Forced to Marry into a Mafia Family
“The men will be back any minute,” she said, looking at the time on her watch. “It’s almost 8 o’clock. See about your hygienebefore they’re back. You can use the guest bathroom. I think I have something I can give you to wear. Let’s go,” I followed her from the living room to one of the many guest bedrooms with an adjoining bathroom.
I felt like screaming as I showered. This could not be my life now. These people were keeping me here against my will; it could not be my life. Once I was done, I saw a simple Polo shirt dress on the bed and slipped into it. I had no choice but to go panty-less. There was no way in hell I was about to slip on the same undies I had been wearing all day.
Making my way down the stairs, my steps slowed when I heard the deep baritone of male voices. I took a steady breath as I mentally prepared myself to greet Buddha. There were two new faces that I hadn’t seen before. Along with Buddha, Tomasso and Snow, there were two other men. I remembered Tomasso mentioning his brother and his son earlier.
“Ahh, this must be Dior. I’ve heard so much about you,” the strange man said as he got up to greet me.
“I’m Tomasso’s step-brother, Francesco. It’s nice to meet you,bella signora(pretty lady),” Francesco said, kissing both of my cheeks. He held me a little too tight and too close for my liking, but I ignored it. Victoria filled me in on Francesco. Tomasso learned about him in his younger years. Apparently, Tomasso’s mother remarried, and the man had a son, thus earning Tomasso a step-brother. Victoria said Francesco helped teach Tomasso about certain aspects of being a boss, and they joined forces to go into business together.
“This is my son, Luca.” Francesco said, pointing at the young man seated next to Buddha.
“Ciao, (hello),” Luca’s eyes swept over me in a salacious manner. I could tell his thoughts were lewd just by the way he was looking at me. He made me uneasy, so I looked away from him and settled my gaze on Buddha.
“How was your day? My mother said you were on your best behavior.” Buddha got up as he spoke and came toward me. I gave him a tight fake smile. Victoria smiled as I looked at her, happy that she gave me a gold star of approval. “Good girl, I’m very proud of you,” he said, so only I could hear as he kissed my cheek. One thing I knew for sure, this proud moment was going to turn into disappointment really quickly once I ran the fuck away from here.
“The day was well spent. Are we leaving now?” I asked, eager to get back to his house so I could set my plan in motion. I didn’t want to sound suspicious to Buddha in any way.
“Yeah, it was a long day for us also. Gimme a minute,” Buddha responded, getting to his feet. I stood back in silence as he, his father, and Snow walked a short distance away. They were speaking softly so I couldn’t hear. I frowned because whatever they were discussing seemed heated. I wondered if it was about me.
I felt someone’s eyes on me and turned to see Luca staring at me as though I was a piece of meat. A chill ran up my spine. There was something about him I didn’t like.
“So, you’re about to marry Buddha. Too bad you didn’t meet my son first, I would have loved having you as my daughter-in-law,” Francesco said, looking me up and down in a lustful way. I guess it was safe to say, like father, like son, when it came to these two men. They gave off seriousick vibes.
“Dior, let’s go,” Buddha called out to me when he was done having his conversation. I was actually quite relieved to be leaving with him. His uncle and cousin didn’t sit right with me.
“I’m trusting the package will be dealt with? No loose ends,” Francesco directed his question to Buddha. I listened carefully, knowing they were speaking in code. Again, I wondered if they meant me.
“I’ll deal with it first thing in the morning. Don’t worry about it, I’m sure you and Lorenzo need to be getting home,” Buddha answered, looking at his uncle and cousin as though he was eager for them to leave.
“Your father and I have business to discuss. I guess I’ll see you on your wedding day,” Francesco smiled, turning to me again. With a look of annoyance on his face, Buddha turned away from his uncle and signaled to me. Like the obedient girl I wanted him to believe I was, I walked over to him. Reaching for my elbow, Buddha guided me toward the front door. We left his brother behind as we headed outside.
“Did you eat?” He enquired, holding the passenger door of his Bugatti open for me.
“Yes, your mother took really good care of me. Shit, I didn’t even tell her I was leaving after she was so nice to me. Will you call her and tell her for me when we get to your house?” I asked, looking at him before he closed the door, and he nodded his head, agreeing. I kept silent as he hopped behind the wheel so we could make the short drive to where he lived. Buddha seemed tense as he drove. I wanted to ask him so many things, but I knew he probably would just ignore my ass.
I discreetly looked at him, the way his hand gripped the steering wheel. Powerful veins bulged between his knuckles. Under different circumstances, I would have enjoyed being in the same room with Buddha. He was a very handsome man, he gave off a very confident air. I could tell he dominated a room with his presence; he was an alpha male. He probably was not used to hearing the word no.
“I have to go to the pig farm. I’ll let you in, and you’ll stay inside the bedroom until I get back. Please don’t do any dumb shit to piss a nigga off,” Buddha explained once we stopped the car in front of his house. He turned to me, his cold eyes glaring a hole in my skull.
“Ok, I’ll be on my best behavior,” I reassured him, wondering why in the hell he needed to go to his pig farm at this time of the night.
“Good, come on and don’t start that bull shit with Lotus. You need to get familiar with my dog,” I made a face at what he said as we both got out and made our way to the front door. I prepared myself for Lotus, knowing she would be waiting to greet Buddha.
As expected, as soon as the door opened, Lotus came barreling forward. She ignored Buddha and came right at me. I held my breath as she excitedly rested her front paws on my thighs, her tongue hanging out of her mouth as she wagged her tail.
“Ughhh,” I groaned as I cringed, looking down at the Golden Retriever.
“I swear to God, Dior. Can’t you just scratch behind her ear or pat the top of her head? She’s harmless, unlike her owner,” Buddha said, giving me a demonstration by scratching behind Lotus’ ear.
“Go on, try it, she’ll love you more than she already does. Because I can tell she really likes you,” talking about his dog seemed to be his happy place. He actually had a personality and seemed content interacting with his dog. I don’t even know how he managed it, but Buddha made me smile. I reached down and massaged the top of her head. I could tell she loved getting her head rubbed, the way her eyes closed a bit.
“See, she loves that shit,” Buddha was standing close enough that I felt his body heat. I felt his eyes on me while I scratched Louts’ head, and I turned to him. A strange magnetic pull emanated from between us, and all I could do was stare into his eyes. Buddha’s eyes focused on my lips for a brief moment before he pulled back.
“Let’s go to the bedroom. I have to lock your ass in there before I leave.” My heart sank when he said that, because I was so tired, feeling like a prisoner.
“Will you be gone long?” I asked when we entered the bedroom. I walked over to bed while Buddha stayed at the door. It’s not that I really cared; I just wanted to map out my plan.
“No, ten minutes at least. I’ll leave Lotus in here with you, so you can become friends.” Nothing else was said before Buddha walked out and closed the door behind him, locking it from the outside. I sighed heavily and looked at Lotus. I guess I didn’t have a choice in the matter. Taking a seat on the floor, Lotus came and sat next to me. I smiled as I rubbed her side. She wasn’t too bad. I could tell Buddha had spoiled her.
