Chapter Eight

Matteo.

I am getting really impatient here, I've been sitting in the living room for a while now.

Being around Vicenzo for this long is doing something gnawing on my sanity, and i am not sure how he is teaching his princess a lesson, but he better not leave a mark on what's mine.

Rocco has been pacing for God knows how long since we've been asked to wait here and relax, how pathetic.

"Sir the Fuck down Rocco, or I'll sit you down by myself." 

He furrows his eyebrows before sitting down.

"You know for someone who claims to be colder than the north pole, you do say some weird shit." 

He wriggles his eyebrows at me in a suggestive way. 

" Shut the hell up and get your damn face away from me, before I smash it to the ground. "

He mutters something under his breath, but I don't hear it and for his sake it's good that I didn't hear whatever the hell he said. 

"Matteo." 

I turn my head to see Vicenzo walking down the stairs with his little mafia princess.

Something has changed, something is wrong with her, her demeanor is different, daddy must have done something.

"You took your precious time Vicenzo, my patience was almost running thin." 

My eyes meet with Isabella's, her eyes seems to have lost the little fire in them, something must have happened.

Vicenzo walked closer to me, his right hand man by his side, or should I dey his brother.

" Sorry for the wait, I had to take care of a little something. But we're good now, we can now proceed with our plans."

I raised my eyebrows.

" And by plans you mean marriage?"

He smirks at me, fucking Bastard.

" Yes."

I look from him to his daughter.

" Your little mafia princess doesn't have a problem with it now, does she?"

I expect more resistance from her, seeing how she's so good at doing that. 

She clenches her first, looks me directly in the eye before answering. 

"I'll marry you Matteo Bellini." 

Damn the way she calls my name, I shouldn't be reacting like this to the daughter of my enemy.

I won't lie, I am a little shocked that she just agreed to marry me, her father must have done something.

I smirk. 

"Little princess has been games huh?" 

She glares at me, if eyes could kill I'd be sixt feet under right now, but unfortunately for her they can't. 

"Since all obstacles have been cleared, then we should proceed with the important things." 

I give Rocco a sign to get everything ready, and he leaves to get it done. 

"I think it's left for your daughter to pack her things." 

Valentino says something to Vicenzo and he looks at me. 

"Ah.. can we talk in my study Matteo." 

There goes my little chance if getting the hell out of this place. 

"Yes, lead the way." 

His Brother leads the way to the study. 

We get there, and I don't bother to wait for his permission to sit down. 

"What is it Vicenzo? I don't have all the time in the world." 

He has a hard time adjusting to the way I am speaking to him, if I was a normal person, I would be dead by now. 

But I am not. 

He recovers from whatever held him on chokehold, before clearing his throat. 

" I was thinking about accomodation and all, it would be better if you stayed close so Isabella doesn't feel like she's too far from home."

"You can stay in the mansion, we have other mansions that are quite close too, you can stay in any of them."

What the hell did he just say?

I should stay close to him? What a fucking joke.

"You do know what you're asking don't you Vincenzo."

He smiles.

"Yes I do, I think it would further strengthen our bond as father in-law and son in-law, and also help our alliance."

I smirked, bond? Who told him we had a bond.

"First, I don't plan on having any father in-law bond Vincenzo, as you know this marriage is strictly based on the alliance and not love or family ties."

"So I'd have to decline your offer, I am sure you know I have my own house."

I could see the screws in his head loosing, I didn't need a soothsayer to tell me he was furious, but so was I.

His right hand man Valentino was looking at me in a way that made me want to punch his face.

Vincenzo heaved a heavy sigh.

"I can't force you to stay close to me."

I smirked, you'd be dead before you can even try.

"No you can't, if that's all then I'd be on my way."

We stood up at the same time, staring deep into eachothers eyes, both of us waiting for who would back down first.

But of course Vincenzo backed down first.

"That is all Matteo, I trust you'd keep the other end of your bargain."

I chuckled.

"Of course."

We walked out of the study to the main living room.

Little princess was still there, and she was talking to Rocco.

I don't know why I suddenly felt a murderous instinct to bury Rocco for talking to my woman.

Wait my what? Well she's going to be my wife so.

"Are you done with what I asked you Rocco?"

I gave him the get the fuck out of there look.

"Yes boss."

 It seems my right hand man needs more assignments on his plate.

I looked at Isabella, she was already staring at me, but she quickly turned away when my eyes held hers.

I smirked.

"Go and pack your things tesero, we're getting out of here any moment from now."

She raised an eyebrow.

"Pack my things?"

Gosh I wanted my hands on her.

"Yes your things, listen to him Isabella."

Vincenzo answered her, with an edge to his voice.

"I am sure everything is ready, my brother would guide you, I have something I need to attend to."

I gave him a nod, I honestly don't give a fuck who's here or not.

Few minutes later, Isabella came down with her luggage and with her was that annoying guard of hers.

I gritted my teeth, why the fuck was he holding her like that.

I am not supposed to care, but right now I want to shoot him in the head.

"I am ready, this is Luca."

I don't care.

"Hi Mr. Matteo, I am Luca Isabella's personal guard."

I give him a nod, I don't give a fuck about him.

"Rocco take the bad from her, let's head out princess."

Luca steps in front of me, and the look I give him has him backing down.

"Don't you fucking step in front of me like that, or you'll be dead."

Isabella looks like she's about to say something, but keeps her mouth shut.

Luca is obviously scared, but he stands his ground a little. Stupid kid.

"Sorry about that, I am Isabella's personal guard, and I've been asked to go with her."

What the hell?