Zoya's POV
As I walk inside I see all my family gathered together along with my father, which is rare. They all pass me an apologetic look.
"Baith jao beta" (Sit down dear")
says my dad. "Ji papa"(Ok Dad) I say while sitting down.After a few minutes of silence, my dad starts speaking. "I have to tell you something. You know me only as a businessman but what you don't know about me is that I am the head of one of the strongest mafia in India. I had borrowed a loan of 10 million dollars from Matteo the head of the most powerful Italian Mafia. I had to pay it back before two months but I had not yet paid it. So he came here today to recover from debt but while we were discussing it, you came to meet me at my office. I think he might have seen you when he told me that he was willing to make a deal if I give you to him in marriage and I agreed to the deal."
"What are you serious? How can you accept the offer?" I ask in a serious tone. I am not sure where that tone came from because it is the first time I have questioned my dad.
" You can't say no because the family's name depends on this. Do you want your parents to get killed and get their names published in the newspapers with the title "The billionaires who lost their life due to debt", a full story about how I was unable to pay back a debt and the media debating over my past decisions" he says.
I stay silent staring at the floor. My mom comes near me."Beta you know very well about how much your dad has struggled to build up this business. You wouldn't want it to fall. Would you?" she says. I look at her, she was serious in making me accept the proposal ." Did you know that he belonged to a mafia?" I ask her. "Yes I did" she replies. "And you never bothered to tell your daughter about it?" I ask her my voice shaking. " It was to keep you safe," she said. I was not in a mood to argue more. I just nod my head.
After a few minutes of thinking... "I will marry him. Please make the arrangements". I give my acceptance to my parents and walk towards my room not wanting to hear anything more from them.
I got inside my room, shut the door, fell on my bed and cried myself to sleep.
What have I done with my life???
Renzo's POV I am not able to understand these Indians. They had a week full of ceremonies before the wedding. And as you have guessed I did not attend any of those ceremonies but I had left a few of my men here to keep me updated and send me photos. She looked so damn hot in those photos. I felt happy as all this beauty was going to belong to me. I was waiting for my to-be wife at the altar. After a few minutes, the noises in the room declined and I turned back to see a breathtaking scene. ---------------------------------------------Zoya's POV I am getting married today to a complete stranger and I hate him already. Because of him I have to leave my studies and my family behind. I am really not feeling much about being seperated from my family because they betrayed me by hiding the fact that my dad belonged to the mafia. I am really worried about this person because what if he abuses me,hurts me and treats me like nothing. Will I be able to trust him? What if he sells me to som
Zoya's POV An hour after the wedding He was insistent that we leave immediately for Italy. Oh my god does this man have a little bit of patience? He is planning to get me out of my home and nation as soon as possible. I have already noticed how he didn't attend any of the ceremonies. I doubt whether he will spend time with me. Soon we were in his car driving towards the airport. Through my side view, I take in his appearance. I have not seen him properly yet. He had a chiselled face with sharp grey eyes and a pointed nose, his hair was styled neatly and he had a trimmed beard. His features looked sharp. And on the other hand here I have chubby cheeks, brown eyes, brown hair and a small nose. He is way better than me but why would he want to marry me? Renzo's POV From my peripheral view, I was able to see her looking at me. I am 1000% sure that she is thinking about why I married her. Well she will have to wait to know the answer. I turned to look at her, she immediately turned h
Zoya's POVAfter a few hours of flying, we reached Italy. Again there was a car waiting for us. This time I matched my pace with his because I was in comfy clothes.The drive was silent. I was still overthinking about the person near me. I mean he hasn't been rude to me and he hasn't been so nice either. He sure was sweet in carrying me to the plane as I was not able to walk and in providing me with comfy clothes but he never showed any emotions it was like his heart was made of ice. Anyways I am planning to keep my distance from him and try not to get into his bad side.After an hourThe car drove into a driveway and came to a halt. I raised my head to see where we were. On seeing the sight in front of me, my jaw fell to the floor. "Get out," he said coldly. I got out and followed him into the house. It was like being in a dream. Ever decor and furniture were so beautiful, everything was placed where it was meant to be.He clapped his hand and a maid appeared. "Show her around and l
Zoya's POVI ran out of my room. I was able to see downstairs. There was a man on the floor with blood pooled around his head. Renzo stood there with a gun in his hand. What kind of person is he? He just killed a person and is standing there in a calm manner. My body started shaking when I saw the sight in front of me. He slowly turned around and found me staring at the dead person. He gave me an evil smirk. I quickly turned around and walked into my room. He is a monster, he kills people and doesn't feel guilty for it.I sat down in the chair near the vanity. I have been here only for an hour and I have already seen a dead person, who was shot by my husband. (Eww. Calling him my husband is disgusting. ) . I try to calm myself and try to forget the incident because if I were to live here my whole life, I should get used to it. It's a part of the package if you marry a person from the mafia. And I can't change my fate, I just have to accept it.Half an hour later"Madam. Dinner is read
Renzo's POVI am surprised by her character. I would never expect a girl who is not completely into the mafia to not scream her heart out after seeing a dead person on the floor. I do know that her parents told her that they belonged to the mafia only a few days before the marriage. I do wonder where she got all that braveness to not become a screaming mess.She comes down for dinner wearing oversized pyjamas. It's another surprise because when girls see me they are ready to walk around me without clothes but she has got it all covered up. Before she reached here, her clothes and belongings were brought by my men and the maids arranged them in the closet. If her belongings were not brought here, I would have asked someone to buy her clothes and trust me all my female friends are behind tiny clothes, which would have eventually led to her wearing short clothes in front of me. I wonder how she looks without those coverings. Ahh.. I should stop myself from getting these thoughts. She is
Zoya's POVIt's been four days since I came here and today is Sunday and I want to go to church. If you are wondering my mom is a Christian, so I have gotten used to going to church on Sunday.I get up from the bed, take a bath and go downstairs. I find him by the dining room reading a newspaper and sipping his coffee.I go near him. Ohh...oh, how am I supposed to address him?I try to get a "Renzo" out of my mouth but it comes out in a meek tone. I hope he heard it and yes he did hear it and turned towards me. "Yes. What do you need?". Why can't this person at least say a good morning?"Umm..today is Sunday, can I go to church?" I ask him."Church?....""Yes church," I tell him. He calls for the maid."When does the holy mass start?" he asks her. "By nine sir" the maid replies and goes back to carry on with whatever she was doing."You can go to the church," he says and gets back to reading the newspaper. I thank him and go to my room to get ready.Renzo's POVAfter an hour...I feel
Zoya's POVAhhh........I just hate this. I have stayed inside my room since I came here except while having breakfast, lunch, dinner, going to church and having small chats with his mom. She is an amazing person and I have got a liking for her. I was starting to hate it. That's when a thought came to my mind.I ran to the drawer where my things. I hope that I have packed it. Yes... I have packed it. It's a pen drive with songs. (I know that it's a bit old-fashioned to store songs in pen drives but I like it and I can't find my phone anywhere. I should remember to ask Renzo to get me a phone.)There's a stereo system in my room so I insert the pen drive and turn it on. After checking that the system was working. I went to the closet to change my attire because you know I just like to completely immerse myself in it.Once the song starts playing, I begin to dance.After a few minutes, the song comes to an end and I finish my dance.When I turn off the stereo player and turn back, I see
Renzo's POVI returned home from the office. As I walked inside I heard some sound coming from Zoya's room but I was not able to understand it. I walked towards her room and opened the door with the spare key I had. There I found her dancing but it was a different form of dance. I have never seen anything like that in my entire life. The way her face showed few expressions and the way her body moved, all felt in accordance to the song.When she turned around after turning off the audio system and found me standing there, her body froze. She would have thought to herself about how careless she is for not locking the door (we know the reason but let's just pretend that we don't know it🤫)."Wow. That was something." I say. "Thank you," she says back without looking at me. I move closer to her. Her breathing became quick and short. Hmm... I like how her body responds to me. "I a..m rea..lly sorry. I got bored that's why I was dancing" she starts blabbering. Before she could realize I pul
Renzo' POVShe looked ethereal. She was perfect. The dress was perfect for her. I was skeptical about the size but it was an ideal fit. Everything complimented her and enhanced her natural beauty. There's too much tension between us, but we are good at hiding it. We reached the destination and I let the waiter know our names and he led us to our table. The restaurant was awesome and was ventilated with the natural breeze of the sea and was packed with people."This restaurant is so beautiful", Zoya says as we take our seats. I nod my head in agreement.She orders lobster in butter sauce and I get a steak for the main course. "Would you like to have wine with your dish", the waiter asks. "I will have red wine and just water for my wife," I say while looking at Zoya to confirm that she doesn't want a drink. She smiles back at me reassuring me that she is fine with water."I remember reading a book once where they have beach view dinner and later on have sex on the other one the other en
Zoya's POVMauritius is a beautiful country, with greenery and mind-blowing sceneries surrounding almost every bit of the area. Our stay here has gone by very fast. We visited some of the famous tourist spots. Being with Renzo made it feel romantic though I found the places pretty boring, I enjoyed his company. We also visited the local markets and once they found out that we were not native people, they just skyrocketed the price but luckily we were saved by our tour guide. It is similar to India, once they confirm that you are not Indian they charge the highest price which can only be brought down if you have the great bargaining power of Indian Mom. We also visited some malls and Renzo was on a secret shopping spree for some time leaving me at the coffee shop. Since then, I have wondered why he has been so secretive, that he did not let me be close to that shopping bag. The only thing I know is that it is a surprise for our dinner date and that's today. I am begging for the evenin
After a monthRenzo's PovWe were all at the dining table having food. Everyone was chatting with each other. Finally, my family looked happy. Things were going on smoothly. No rivals were messing up with me and I had a lot of free time now.I was looking at Zoya who was seriously listening to what my mom was saying. They both were laughing at each other.My father takes the attention of the table." Since the last few months have been a mess and you two have never spent some quality time alone, I and your mother have decided to send you both on a vacation. All the arrangements have been made for your trip. You just have to pack and leave. Even if you don't pack anything it's fine," he says giving a cheeky grin to my mother. She too blushes. Oh god, these people. I look at Zoya and she has the same confused expression as me."And I shall not listen to any arguments made against it. You both are leaving tomorrow" my dad says.We both just nod."Can I at least know where we are going?"
Renzo's POVSoon after, I get the information about where Zoya is, I contact Naveen and Kate to let them know. My mind was running at 100 km per hour to devise a plan. As I was thinking I remembered some important information which would help me. I went through my old video files. After searching for some time I found what I was searching for. I played the video and was happy with what I saw. I took out my phone and dialled the person who would be of help to me. " Hello," I say into the phone but the only thing I hear is a laugh. " Did you think you can convince me to give the location of your wife, its never going to happen. I want you to suffer like I did" he says. " Before you end the call please see the video I have sent you", I say. Silence follows. After a few minutes I hear things shattering and a loud scream."He used me. I am not letting him get away with this" he says. The video was of the Spanish mafia head killing The Ex Russian mafia king and his wife. Spanish mafia had m
Renzo' POVSomeone I believed more and have entrusted my life with has backstabbed me. Pure rage flows down my veins. I can not react now. I need to be calm to save Zoya. Only if they believe I do not know the truth, will it be easy to execute the plan I am about to plan. I sit on my chair and start thinking of what to do. After a few minutes of thinking a beautiful plan plots itself in my mind. I call a meeting for the twelve of my most trusted men. " I have found my wife. We are going to attack the warehouse where they have kept her tomorrow and rescue her. Our Vision on this mission is to kill everyone on our way."I let the men do the rest of the gathering arms arrangements and return to my office. Levi is still on his laptop watching the cameras in the warehouse. "Levi, Check for outgoing calls or messages", I tell him. He checks his laptop and nods verifying my assumptions. I mentally do a fist pump. Its been a hour since I gave command to my men. While they were getting a
Renzo's POV"Boss the computer boy is here", one of my men comes to my office and informs me. I walk out with him, and he leads me to the room in which the boy was. I entered the room and saw a boy who was in his early twenties. He looked frightened. He passed off as a nerd. I told all my men to leave the room before talking to the boy. " What's your name", I ask him. " It's Levi", he responds. "Don't be scared. You were brought here to help. No one will harm you if you do what you are asked to do. OK?", I tell him. He shook his head. " My wife was taken away from me. I gave her a necklace and it has a tracker which is accessible through my phone. But, during the commotion which took place my phone was damaged. Please recover the tracking information from my phone and locate the necklace. You can do it right", I ask him. "It is possible but it might take time to get information from the phone", he says. " That's alright but please try to do it fast. I need to save her before something
Zoya's POVHe takes me with him, giving Renzo a prideful grin because he has me under his hands. But knowing Renzo, I seriously doubt if this man will ever be able to reach Renzo's status or be as powerful as him. He should start counting his days because he may take me with him, but he will have to face Renzo's gun very soon because I am Renzo's world, and he will come searching for me, and for me to be rescued, he must live that's the reason for me surrendering myself. He drags me with him. I give one last glance to Renzo and find his body falling to the floor, and his men rush towards him. I know he will live and the only thing I have to do is make sure I keep myself alive and untouched until he comes and finds me. I am soon pushed into the back seat of the car, and the Spanish man enters behind me and sits beside me. He runs his fingers through my hair and tucks a strand of hair behind my ears. I flinch due to this sudden touch. " Don't worry princess your fairy tale has come to
Renzo's POVThe day of the ball had arrived. I have checked the security systems more than a hundred times and everything looks perfect. After checking everything for one last time I head home to get ready.I found the door of our room locked, she must have been getting ready so I went to the spare room to refresh and change my clothes. It didn't take too long and I looked at myself in the mirror, adjusted my tie and left the room. When I went downstairs there she was looking absolutely gorgeous in her dress."You look so pretty," I tell her as she blushes at my statement. She had kept her makeup to a minimum and I have no idea what she had done to her hair but it looked good with a few accessories.We wait for my parents to come down. While waiting for them I pull out a garter belt with a gun attached to it and bend down before Zoya. She looks at me confused. "For your safety. You do know how to use one right? " she shakes her head. "Lift your dress" She lifts it. I secure the belt
Renzo's POVThree months have passed since we started the first part of DOSM. The Spanish mafia has gone bankrupt. According to all the information I have received they have also lost most of their alliances and had no supply of weapons to fight against me on the other hand had brought all the modern arms in the market to make sure that I was ahead of them and also to make sure that I can protect Zoya.Currently, I am working on arranging a ball to which most of the mafia's around the world will be invited and it's the second part of defeating the Spanish Mafia. Instead of attacking them, I am going to make them attack me. I am going to make it appear like there are going less number of guards during the ball and that it would be the best time to attack me because I would be in a vulnerable position. But in reality, it would be the opposite.I got of my office and went to our room Zoya was still sleeping. She looked like she was feeling serene. I shook her a bit to wake her up. " Com