What happens at the engagement party and how Rodrigo ends up having to marry the Mistress will be revealed soon.
Moaning, holding my head I try and block out the noise, I’m hearing a pinging sound. “What the hell is that sound”, I groan and try and open my eyes. My head is pounding, feeling like it’s going to explode, I slowly open my eyes. I’m freaking still on the couch in the club, and I can see the sunlight pouring in through the one small window in the otherwise dark office space. Finally managing to sit up and then it hits me, it’s my fucking phone making the noise.Trying to figure out where the noise is coming from, I search for my phone only to find it on the floor under the couch, as I grab it, I hear a banging sound on the door. All this fucking noise is making my head feel worse and giving me the urge to shoot someone. “Who the fuck is knocking”, screaming at the door while picking up my phone.“It’s fucking me asshole, open up, you late for your wedding”. Diego’s voice can be heard from the other side of the door. “Shit”, I check the time on my phone and realize it’s almost noon. We
Rodrigo POVI smile at her, but my inner voice is telling me to punch the bitch in the face, I’ve never hurt a woman before but with her I will make an exception. I remind myself I’m doing this for the sake of our family, our business and to increase my power within the Mafia organizations. “Yes, Judge let’s get started”, I smile at her, the smile is as fake as this marriage, but we need to keep up appearances, I remind myself.The judge speaks, explains the whole marriage thing, the paperwork in front of us will bind me to her and vice versa, all the time I feel like I’m having an out of body experience, not caring what is happening in the room. As we were about to sign the marriage registrar, I heard a knock at the door. Diego’s head leans in, realizes he’s in the right place, opens the door, comes in, and then closes it again. Apologizing for being late, he apparently couldn’t remember which section of the court we were in. I shrug my shoulders, “it’s fine, you just in time to be w
Three days later… It’s the big day, the day Rodrigo marries the mysterious Mistress of the Hernandez family, now Mrs. Reyes. The court wedding officially made her his legal wife. Rodrigo was still reeling from the knowledge that he was now a married man. Married to a woman he not only couldn’t stand to be around but also didn’t even know what she looked like. Three days ago, when they had finished signing the registrar, they left the court. His new wife walked to her SUV that was waiting for her and didn’t say a word. Rodrigo was happy that she hadn’t asked to move in with him, so he also just kept quiet as she entered the vehicle. Carlos approached him, “we will see you in three days at the wedding ceremony”. He left without expecting Rodrigo to answer and got in the vehicle with her and they drove off. Rodrigo just stood there, he was still semi-drunk, he had a headache and all he wanted was to go back to his penthouse and go to sleep. His dad patted him on the back, “make a turn
SOME HISTORY AND FAMILY DYNAMICS REVEALED OF THE REYES FAMILY This is a quick breakdown of the Reyes family. I mentioned Rodrigo’s father and we know the connection between Diego and Rodrigo, but not much more is known about Rodrigo’s family and the relationship they had with Reyna before she left Rodrigo. Rodrigo’s father, former Capo, is Edwardo Reyes, eldest son of Miquel Reyes. Rodrigo’s grandfather immigrated from Spain, he was already in the mafia when he came to the states. With his ruthless nature and being an extremely shrewd businessman, he not only made a name for himself in the Legit business world but also in the Mafia world. He was the man that united the various American mafia families under a signed treaty, and he ruled over them. The legacy Rodrigo now continues. Edwardo married Rodrigo’s mother, Sophia, who also came from one of the Mafia families, it was an arranged marriage, like most marriages within the Mafia organizations. There was love between Rodrigo’s pare
Rodrigo walked into the church, followed by his dad and Deigo. The church was tastefully decorated, the colors of the flower arrangements all had touches of blue. Rodrigo wondered if Diego had deliberately chosen to use these colors to mess with his head. All the blues reminding him of Reyna’s eyes, but then again it was also the color eyes of his now wife, the masked woman he hated. Trying to not focus on the flowers, he looked forward and walked straight to the front of the church and went to stand at the altar. He looked over everyone seated from the front of the church, it was filled with his family, the Hernandez clan’s people and the rest of the five Mafia families. The wedding was kept under wraps so that his Legit image wasn’t tainted and for obvious reasons he couldn’t have the media know he was married. I mean how absurd his wife wore a mask to cover her face, he can imagine the headlines. Rodrigo shook his head, “what a fucking mess!” Words he spoke but softly, only he coul
Rodrigo’s POV I’m still in shock, everyone in the church is in awe, all because of this devil disguised as an angel walking towards me. Even If I must stay begrudgingly, she is breathtakingly beautiful. I’ve not seen her face, and Carlo’s revelation that she will show her face immediately after the ceremony is making me anxious. I’m supposed to be happy that I’m finally going to see my wife, that still doesn’t sound right when I say it, but on the other hand I’m picturing the worse case scenario and she is scarred under the mask. I don’t have the luxury of cancelling or annulling this marriage, it would mean my head on a pike not to mention my family’s downfall. I’m still seething from the fact that she has me by the balls, that this seductress played me from the day she came to ask me for my help. She and Carlos were planning to undermine my control in the States and make the Don’s I rule over doubt me. When she mentioned my engagement party that day, I had this weird feeling she me
Reyna POVThe look on Rodrigo and Diego’s face is priceless. I’m sure if Diego wasn’t behind him, holding him up, his legs would have given in, he would have collapsed. Knowing the effect I’m having on him, the shock and horror plastered on his face is making this whole charade worth it. I feel no remorse for tormenting him the last few months, crippling him and showing him, he belongs to me. It’s a lesson he deserves for doing what he did to me. It’s a satisfying feeling when a plan goes exactly how you wanted it to, and now knowing I control the Reyes family completely, gives me a warm tingly feeling inside.I must admit, Rodrigo looks fucking sexy in his suit, the blue color suits him and it plays well with my eyes. I know he didn’t do anything when it came to planning the wedding, so he must have had help, and I’m thinking it’s Diego, who’s also looking dapper in his suit. Sara, my maid-of-honor, was smitten with him from the moment she laid eyes on him. She was my second in comma
Reyna POV“We need to leave, we have the reception to attend. I will change at the hotel that’s hosting the reception and I will meet you there. We can continue with this pretense when we are at the reception, for now, move out of my way so I can leave.” I look at Rod, I will let you know when I’m done, and you can meet me at the elevator so we can enter together”. I don’t wait for a reply, I turn and walk towards the exit, Carlos following behind, a big grin visible on his face.As we leave the church, the rest of my squad, including my maid of honor, follows behind us. We reach the limo, and we all get in. My Reaper squad are made up of the best trained within the Hernandez clan, there are 3 females and 2 males that make up the unit and besides Carlos they the only other people I trust with my life.My maid of honor, Sarah, was trained to be an assassin by Luca, he first assigned her as my bodyguard. We hit it off from the day we met, and she quickly became my most trusted friend. W
Rodrigo POV Her very sexy ass is bouncing as she gets up and walks towards the closet, I’m still cursing, and my dick is still hard. I was so close to fucking tasting her again, fucking her again, last night was not enough. While all these thoughts are running through my mind I don’t even notice when she approaches the door. I look up as I hear the sound of the door clicking as she turns the knob. I feel my heart drop to my stomach and my raging desire dies down. I was hoping for a steamy session with my very hot wife but seems I’m going to have to settle for a cold shower.I watch as she only opens the door slightly, blocking who ever is at the door’s view into the room, I can’t see her face, but I can hear she is agitated, I chuckle as I stand up to go to the bathroom, seems I’m not the only one that’s going to be sexually frustrated for the rest of the day. As I walk into the bathroom I close the door, and decide I need a fucking cold shower to get my body to calm down and
Rodrigo POVI watch her face as I lay my feelings on the table, hoping to get some kind of reaction from her but her face remains expressionless, she truly has mastered the art of masking her feelings. The Rey I fell in love with use to wear her heart on her sleeve and her face would be a mirror for all her feelings. However, the woman I’m staring at now seems devoid of emotions, but I know her better than anyone, better than she knows herself and I can see her trying her best to keep her mask intact. The fact that she hasn’t pulled her hand away from my touch, means I’m right, she still has some feelings for me. She yearns for my touch as much as I desire to touch and devour every inch of her body.I notice that she is keeping quiet, her eyes show she is wrestling with her feelings, and I take the opportunity to lean in and kiss her soft, plum lips. Praying internally that she doesn’t pull away. I feel she is hesitant to kiss me back and I quickly move closer and wrap my arm around h
Reyna POV As I sit on the side of the bed, watching Rodrigo squirm with the cuffs, trying to sit up. The menacing glare in his eyes causes my heart to stir for a moment, but I quickly bury my emotions and slip the mask of the Mistress back on. “Stop wriggling and moving, all you going to do is hurt your wrist, it’s not going to help you get loose”. I stare at him and take another sip of my coffee. “Would you like some, Sara has brought up two cups of coffee”, smiling smugly at him while he just glares at me. He looks at the coffee in my hand and then nods. I get up and walk over to the tray and get his cup, I walk back to the bed and hold the cup to his mouth so he can drink from it. “You could remove the one cuff at least, I mean seriously, where am I going to go if you are holding my whole life ransom” the irritation noticeable in his voice. I stare at him and decide that there is no harm in taking the one cuff off. I get up, put both cups of coffee on the night stand and take
REYNA POV He subtly tries and changes the topic, trying to get me to remove my mask. How sad, his trying to play mind games with me. I cut him off, make it clear to him that the only way he is going to see my face is on our wedding night. He says nothing at first, staring blankly at me. I think his still lost in his thoughts, I wait for him to focus on me before I finish off with a bang. “Come let’s have a drink while we are waiting on Carlos to bring the marriage contract”. I drop the bombshell waiting for another tirade to erupt but surprisingly he just glares at me and walks over to the bar area. Was it that easy for him to accept his fate? My mind in wondering. I watch him as he takes the tequila bottle from behind the bar and chugs a heavy shot straight from the bottle. Not bothering to offer me or pour me a glass of whatever is behind the bar, he takes the bottle and comes back around to the front to face me. I grab the bottle from him and take a big gulp and return the bott
I want to sincerely apologize for the long break in between me posting new chapters. Unfortunately, what was meant to be a small op and a week break to heal, turned into a bigger issue and a longer break than I anticipated. I’m slowly getting back into typing, trying not to strain my hand. Please bear with as I do my best to update as often as possible until I’m fully healed ❤️###############################################################################Reyna POVI smiled at him and addressed the crowd. I apologize, not so sincerely. Pretending that my intrusion was clearly a coincidence and ask him if he would like to go on with what he was busy. I know his not going to continue, I’ve just ruined the mood and I couldn’t be happier.I finish with the pleasantries, I’m in a hurry to speak to Rodrigo and his father in private. Before leaving the stage, I walk over to him, and invade his space. I’m so close to him, I can smell his cologne, it’s always so intoxicating and for a minut
Reyna POVI sat in the car as we drove to the function venue. Both excited and nervous, it’s been two years since I officially was the Mistress and the Mafia Queen of the Hernandez clan. Everything I’ve been doing over the last month has been behind the scenes. This is the first time in two years I step into the limelight, I make my presence known and I’m not doing in a small way, me being me, I had to do it with a bang, literally and figuratively that is.I’m still amazed that the split personality I’ve developed over the last few years, Luca really did a number on me and the only way I could cope was to create her, the classy, shameless, cold and heartless Mistress, she embodied sexy and sultry and no one could resist her charms, on the other hand she instilled fear in everyone just with her presence. I admired her, I liked being her. The real me was weak, scared and vulnerable, she was the opposite.Of all the awful things that happened to me, creating her was the best things I
Rodrigo POVIf I didn’t see how serious her expression was on her face, I would have burst out laughing. This woman was crazy, I wouldn’t take that chance, she might just kill me in my sleep not to mention I had given my word to Maria, and I wasn’t going to renege on our arrangement.No one dared speak, the tension was palpable in the air, I stared at her not knowing how to answer her without offending her.“You seem to be at a loss for words, something wrong with my offer”, her tone taking an icy turn, this conversation was headed downhill fast.“No, it’s not that, you need to understand I have already given my word to Maria, and I can’t go back on my word. What would that say about my character”, keeping my tone as pleasant as possible, hoping to not piss her off.She moved closer to me, she was now invading my personal space, standing only a few inches from each other.Looking into my eyes, the lack of warmth noticeable. “I tried to make an offer and hoped you would willingly accep
Rodrigo POVI stood there shocked and in awe. How can someone look that ethereal and at the same time have such a dark aura. Her face wasn’t visible but yet you could see the whole crowd that was gathered, shaking from the effect she had on them. Even Maria whose always so fearless cowered behind me. The rest of the lights seemed dim and the only light that shown brightly was the spotlight that had moved from me to land on the figure in the entrance way.The crowd parted as she sauntered towards me, walking the length of the gold carpet, looking like every bit the temptress, she was. Every man watched her hips as it swayed side to side, and for some reason I hated that they were all staring at her like she was their favorite food. I stopped scanning the room and my eyes fell back on her as she approached the stairs of the stage and in that moment, it felt like the whole world dissolved, and all I could see was this petite yet deadly woman glaring at me, staring deep into my soul.In t
Diego POV I’m mulling things over in my head, I hear Rodrigo faintly cursing. We both are trying to figure out what is this woman up to. We know she must be plotting but all the avenues we explore lead to a dead end. We pulled up at the venue, I see the extra security has arrived and I feel a sense of relief. At least the guest and the function will be guarded to the max. She is one of the esteemed guests and so we can’t block her from attending, all we can do is keep a tight grip on the happenings and try and prevent any type of catastrophe from occurring. We marched into the hall, side by side, me still checking the security details on my Ipad and Rod was busy on his phone, chatting to Maria to make sure everything was fine from her side, trying not to give too much away in the process. The last thing we want is that crazy chic to make things worse by confronting the other crazy chic, that’s like a ticking time bomb waiting to explode. He huffs and ends the call, and I can’t h