Chapter 3: Soon-To-Be-Wife

Just before we arrived at her place of home I told myself it would be a quick proposal of what I wanted and then I would leave.

Money was supposed to be the main idea, but then I saw her and I couldn't pass off the opportunity to get her with my ring on her finger.

It was a quick decision I shouldn't have made. I like my life the way it is and I have always said I don't want nor do I need a woman to change that lifestyle.

I assumed with my aura and power radiating everywhere that she would obey and agree but what I didn't expect was for her to not give a rat's ass about her father.

The man raised her if all that he says is correct. We didn't do an extensive search on her background just her details and where she lived just to make sure he wasn't a lying son of a bitch on top of being a thieving bastard.

"Did you manage to get it?" I ask my brother as we get back in the car.

"By get it do you mean her phone and her friend's phone signal to hack into?"

"Yeah that," I say to Max as I mutter to myself on how fucked up my brain went in there.

"What is it exactly you're looking for Antonio?" Dante asks

"I'm trying to figure out their relationship I mean... she couldn't give a fuck about what happens to him yet he claimed she would do anything for him"

After a beat of silence, my brother nudges my shoulder and points to where a chat message has popped up.

"Here. They are texting each other now" Dante says from his laptop.

She sent him a message not 5 minutes after we had left which didn't surprise me but the chat does surprise me.

"What are they saying?" I ask eager to know how fucked up this is and what I have just gotten myself into.

He hands over the laptop and I read the first few messages that have been sent.

Daisy: what have you done?!

Jerry: I was honest. Tell me you will sort it out.

Daisy: Are you joking me right now? You traded MY life for your own? What have I ever done to you?

Jerry: you kept breathing.

I handed over the laptop when minutes ticked by and she didn't reply. She seemed to be able to hold herself well but I could see in her eyes that she was terrified.

Fear is the one thing you learn when you have anything to do with the Mafia.

Some would say fear is a feeling but it's formed as an emotion.

People fear me. They hear the name Rosa and I can tell they know it. They fear it. They avoid the bad side of the name.

We rule New York. We own it and we live for it.

I wouldn't say I hated it growing up, I had a brilliant family and I still did what every other young lad wanted to do which was be the age I was but at some point, I knew I needed to step up and be the man I was being taught to be.

My mother and father have always remained married and happily so. They raised me and my siblings with the same respect and love they hold for each other (granted I never wanted to hear their escapades in the bedroom which was unfortunate for us that we did) but they still loved each and every single one of us the same.

"What changed Ant?" My brother asks from beside me.

"I don't even know. I went in with the intention of draining her bank account and fuck...Did you not see her? She holds herself well under pressure and she doesn't cower away from me either which is new"

"Her friend is hot" Dante says as he glances back to his phone.

"Where will she go if Jerry's daughter does take the marriage and shows up?"

"When. There is no case in if she takes the deal it's when. She knows I'm talking business and her friends...well, fuck knows what she will do but she isn't my problem." I mutter to the men in the car.

"Let's head back home and we can discuss what we want to happen with her father. Also, get Fabio on the task of ordering a new black card. My Soon-To-Be-Wife needs one"

"You're the boss" Max mutters from beside me. Since he got back from Italy he's been in the foulest of moods and I can't understand why.

"Max," I say looking down at my phone.

"Yeah?"

"Change the fucking face you miserable shit"

"Man, do you not know what it's like to spend a week in our home town? I had Savannah chasing me around like not fucking puppy. I actually wanted to just throw her in the river"

"Why is she still throwing herself at you?" I ask

"Because I have money and she's a gold digger" he explains but it doesn't make me understand what's crawled his ass in the last 48 hours since being home.

"But?"

"There aren't any buts. I just hate going there, man"

"Well change the face cause I need my beauty sleep and if I know you're looking like that you'll turn me to stone"

"Ha-Ha very fucking funny" he mutters but there's a hint of a smirk playing at his lips.

"Let's hope she chooses the right path and gets on that jet in 4 weeks time brother."

I don't reply to his comment because I have a feeling she won't show up. I've already advised my staff who are always on call for the plane to alert me when she has boarded and to inform me if anyone gives her grief.