Chapter Four

Angel Roswell

Sitting in my private jet, my legs tapped on the ground anxiously, I couldn't wait to get to Italy and make her my wife. If I want to proceed with my plan, then I have to make sure she becomes my wife today.

"Don, it is done!" I looked up to find the tall blonde lady I had hired staring at me with fright in her eyes.

"I hope you did it well?" I asked and she nodded. I raised a brow and she immediately understood.

"Yes, Don! I did it well." She immediately corrected herself, everyone was aware of my great dislike for people who nod at me, it disgust me a lot.

"Okay, come with me, I want to see your work," I said, she muttered okay. I got up and she led the way while I trailed behind her, she looked very frightened as she walked, as though I was going to jump on her head and rip it off. We entered a room in my private jet and she was sitting tied up to a chair, she was still unconscious but she looked extremely beautiful.

"You did a good job, I love the makeup and the wedding dress, it looks very beautiful," I said to her, she smiled happily at my statement, she looked very contented.

"Thank you, Don!" She said, I nodded my head and stared at my bride, she was looking very gorgeous in the wedding dress. It'll be a shock to her when she wakes up and finds herself dressed up like a bride, my bride.

"You may leave, tell Dimitri to pay you, we will drop you off in Italy, you can find your way from there," I said, her smile widened at my words.

"Thank you, Don!" She said. When she noticed I didn't have anything more to say, she turned on her heels and left, while I was left staring at my bride. She was very beautiful, even with her eyes close, she looked like a princess. Damon's Princess, his only daughters, and family, that is why I must marry her. Damon is a very stubborn man, and he is making the other members of the mafia Bujambo go against me, which I will never take lightly, I have to make him weak, and this precious princess of his happens to be the greatest pun in my plan. I'm going to use her and get him to do whatever I want.

"Mmm," I heard a faint sound come from her, she was moving gently.

"Baby!" I called softly, her eyes slowly began opening, and she gaze at her arms for a second and then at the environment, she looked around calmly and then landed her gaze on me.

"Где я? (Where am I?)" She said in Russian, I smiled, she looked very confused, staring at her made me feel some sort of warmth in my heart.

"Use English!" I said sternly, she shot me a very deadly glare, she looked extremely pissed off.

"Where the fuck am I? And why am I fucking dressed in this?"

She yelled at the top of her voice, I chuckled, which seemed to agitate her more, she tried standing up but it was useless because she was tied up.

"Don't hurt yourself, baby girl, you'll get injured if you try to run, and for your question, we are up in the sky!" I said, her mouth went agape, I'm certain she didn't believe me because the room she was seated in looked exactly like a living room.

"Up in the sky? I don't want to go to Italy!" She snapped at me, and I chuckled.

"You'll love it In Italy, it's our wedding today," I said, she looked extremely confused.

"What wedding? I'm not getting married to you." She said, I rolled my eyes and reached for the syringe in my pocket, I also reached for the sedative.

"No! Don't put that in me, please!" She said, I gave her a very pitiful look, I knew the sedative was making her weak.

"Don't worry, this will be your last dose," I said, she looked a bit frightened as I approached her. She tried moving back, but she had nowhere to hide.

"Don't!" She said, of course, I didn't listen to her, I grabbed her arm tightly and injected the sedative.

"No," She said faintly as she slowly began to drift into insentient.

"My father will save me," She said faintly once again before she finally passed out. Leaving her awake will cause me problems because I know there is no way she is going to stay tied up without trying to run. She is Damon's daughter and I'm very certain she is as dangerous and cunning as her father.

"Dimitri!" I called, I sat down on the chair and crossed my legs as I stared at my bride.

"Yes, Don!" Dimitri said while running in.

"How does my bride look?" I asked, he looked very confused for a while.

"Beautiful, Don!" He said, I nodded my head.

"Get me a wine from the fridge!"

I said, he nodded and headed for the refrigerator, he immediately brought out a bottle of cold wine and instantly place it before me.

"Sit down, I want us to celebrate my new bride," I said, he immediately did as told.

"Pour yourself a drink!" I commanded and he did as told, he poured himself a drink.

"Drink!" I said and he obeyed. He poured the drink into his mouth and forced a smile out.

"Did you get a message from Andrew?" I asked.

"Yes, Don!" He said.

"What were his words?" I asked, and he gulped.

"He said, get your fucking ass here Angel, and let that girl be." He said and I busted into laughter. Andrew Lopez, that's the name of my best friend and the only human alive who knows who Angel Roswell is and speaks to him disrespectfully, Andrew Lopez is my best friend and the only man who goes against me.

"When is the wedding?" I asked.

"By midnight sir!" He said, I nodded.

"Did Gabriel get the priest?" I asked and he nodded.

"He was resisting at first, so Gabriel had to kidnap him." He said and I laughed. This wedding must take place today, no matter what happens.