Keeping The Mafia's Bride.

“You fucking carry my name now, Bella. You're Mrs Bella Enzo Barine. You no more belong to Marino's.”, Enzo roared. “I'm not a piece of land or some property that you own, Enzo. I'm a human and I breathe. I'm married to you, not sold.” Bella spoke with tears in her eyes as the grip on her arm was getting harder which might leave a bruise later. I will not be dictated by a mandate to marry someone like Enzo De Luca, the sole heir of the Barone Clan. Despite his reputation for ruthlessness and his animosity towards the Marino’s, I refuse to be coerced into a marriage with a man I haven't seen in years. His grey eyes may have been my first love and my first heartbreak, but I will not allow him to break me. As the daughter of his greatest enemy, I am confident that I will not be bent to his will. The real question is not whether love can emerge from violence and hatred, but whether I will allow myself to be controlled in a perpetual struggle.Prologue12 years ago Bella Marino Pe

CHAPTER 2 Enzo Barone I woke up early just to eat those double chocolate muffins baked by my mom, the smoked fajita sandwich french fries with extra ranch sauce, and a big hefty glass of Oreo milkshake. All I could think was of food even in my sleep. Mama said I was going through some kind of growth spurt so she makes me a big breakfast before heading to school so that I'm not empty stomach before my lunchtime. After getting changed, I ran down to the kitchen, but I slipped badly on the tiled floor. At first, I thought it was some kind of dirt or water spilt, which made me slip. But as I glanced at my shirt and hands, it was all red.Blood.A lot of blood Everywhere.Only red blood.Why is there so much blood?But as I crawled to the right of the kitchen counter, I saw my mother. Her throat has been slashed three times with a sharp dagger. She's still alive as blood pours out of her.“Mom, mama. Stay with me. Somebody help us!!” As soon as I hugged her she collapsed in my arms. H

CHAPTER 4 ENZO BARONEI'm not nervous. No, I'm just anxious. I and Bella will be married in no less than two hours. How will this turn out? I haven't seen her in years. I just remember a slight reflection of our last meeting with her in a white frock with sunflowers. Her hair was styled in cute small braids. We don't even have the same taste for muffins; I don't know how we're going to make this work. We're bound by the contract to get married and stay married, but we're two fucking opposites. How we'll manage to live a life.The only thing I know about her present is that she was sent away by her father to keep her aside from the family business and affairs for a long time. She never had a say in any of the doings. She never had blood on her hands, and here I am. She doesn't belong in my world and I certainly don't belong in her strawberry muffins world.Why the fuck am I caring for muffins now?Ahhh!! I was a mess right now, and no one was by my side to coax me. I miss my mother