All Chapters of Mafia's Arranged Princess Bride : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

LuckyWhat the fuck has just happened? I am laying on the ground with Nico’s body over mine. I can hear screaming; people are moving in all directions as I see shoes passing my line of sight. “Stay still, Princess.” Nico’s breath is warm against my cheek, I’m way too scared to feel anything other than terror gripping me like a vice.“What’s going on? What just happened?”“Gun shot.”“Sir let’s go. Up, we need to get you and Ms Gianluca out of here. Stat.” Oh, thank God for that because laying face down on the sidewalk in Manhattan is not my favorite pass-time, that and whoever was shooting must want one of us dead. But who? Nico Santangelo, I mean he has enough enemies to last a lifetime and it wouldn’t surprise me if someone did want to take a shot at him. Or me? But why would anyone want to harm me? Unless of course they think the whole thing between Nico and myself actually means something, you know like love and passion. Then yeah, they might want to take me out to get to Nico. Am

LuckyMy mouth tastes like an army of ants have taken refuge and there is some vile taste at the back of my throat. My lids feel heavy, I know I’ve been sedated I recall the needle going into my vein. And now I want some answers.“Well, I’m waiting, Nico? Why did you sedate me, what is your fucking game? You want to date rape me is that it?” Only I have no idea where I am this isn’t his home, I can see from the floor to ceiling windows in front of me that there is a forest and I can see blue, the sea or an ocean. He doesn’t have this kind of view from his sprawling mansion in Manhattan. God and I have a headache on top of everything else. I check I am still dressed, check. Good that’s one thing. The room I’m in has sanded, wood floors they look like they’re oak, wide planked. Nice. Above me is a ceiling fan but it’s not running. The plantation shutters on the windows to the side are open, more views of a forestland and sea or ocean. And we seem to be fairly high up otherwise how would

LuckyThe suite of rooms is impressive, it’s almost the same size as my entire penthouse back in Manhattan and that is saying something. There is an entrance hall that is all black marble with a white vein and leads to double doors to a gorgeous lounge with tan leather sofa and two reading chairs, an open fireplace made of stone and what look to be Persian rugs on the floor, the oak burnished wood flooring left exposed is polished and gleaming. Floor to ceiling windows look out to the ocean, I open them even though it is much cooler now, but I need the air.Being around Nico makes me all hot and bothered, and not because I get angry when I see him for what he stands for and this blasted arranged marriage. No, something entirely different. He makes me hot for him. There, I have admitted it. I hold my hands up like an alcoholic in an AA meeting. He makes me feel a desire that I’ve never felt before, my body heats up at the mere sight of him, nothing like I have experienced ever before.

LuckyI wake, there is some sun coming through the gap of the plantation shutters which are draped with olive curtains. I stretch feeling surprisingly well slept and then I remember how Nico tucked me in safely like a child almost. I’m not entirely sure how I feel about that, but it was refreshing to see a softer side to him. Maybe, just maybe he isn’t all bad. Oh fuck, what am I thinking? I need to keep my guard up around him, I must never forget he doesn’t actually like me, and he certainly doesn’t love me, he needs me for his empire for his own greedy needs. I let out a sigh because I want love, trust, honesty and respect in a relationship. It’s what every girl dreams of from when she’s a child only this, this isn’t ever going to be that. All I will ever be to Santangelo is a pawn in his elaborate conquest for New York. It hurts.There, I’ve said it, I’ve actually admitted to my own emotions. On top of the anger that seethes inside me, it fucking hurts to know you are only getting

LuckySometimes a girl has just got to show a man she means business, even if you are becoming insanely attracted to said man. It’s the way it is, well for me anyway. I know what Nico was doing, I could feel his hard cock on my back he was that close to me. Needless to say, he has put self defense classes off until tomorrow. Ha. I’ll show him my moves, listen I am a Gianluca do you think my daddy brought me up not able to protect myself? That aside I do have three older brothers. Anthony, Lorenzo and Mattia have all shown me how to take care of myself. It was no secret from when I was a kid, oh I’d say around five or six that I knew I wasn’t born into any ordinary family.For a start we never had other kids come round to play, we had families big huge families turning up for events, always dressed in black the men and the ladies in more colors than the rainbow with their dark hair, red painted lipstick, the odd blonde here and there but mostly dark haired, dark eyes – all of them glam