Her Mafia Lord

CHAPTER FIVEThis is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

To say Bianca was amazed was an understatement, her gaze were fixated on the gigantic mansion. When the gates were pulled apart after a couple of horns, she forced herself not to open her mouth wide at the sight before her. To Bianca, this was the true definition of heaven on earth. The lights emanating from virtually all side of the mansion, gave the place a thing of beauty to behold.

“Welcome to my abode Bianca.” Giovanni’s deep voice pulled her aware from her wild stare. For a moment she had almost forgotten she was in the same car with her new master; so Amy had called him. “I certainly hope you will like it here.” The doors opened and one of the guard stepped aside in a bid to allow Bianca stepped down from the car. She was amazed by the fact that she was being treated like royalty.

Bianca was clueless as she stood deeply rooted to the spot when she stepped down. She watched as Giovanni gave instructions to a young lady, who she presumed was his maid, judging from her outfit. “Don’t just stand there, let’s go inside.” Giovanni said with a smile plastered to his face. They both head inside the mansion and when Bianca stepped inside the place, she was completely bewildered.

The interior of the mansion was much perfect than the exterior outside. The entire place was literally covered with gold and she could see the reflection of herself by the ground she walked upon.

“I guess your father has never experienced so much luxury, judging from the way you look at this place.” Giovanni observed. He was agitated to see the first word she would atleast say to her, since they got into the vehicle. All through the ride, she hadn’t noticed, but Giovanni had been staring at her and all he could see was how much of a beauty she was.

“Don’t you talk? Or did Felix gave birth to someone who is dumb?” He asked getting impatient by her lack of speech to say.

“I am sorry, I just didn’t know what to say.” Another thing he observed about her was how sweet and soothing her voice sounded. “Not to worry; atleast I know how you sound.” Giovanni walked closer to her and Bianca swallowed a huge lump within her throat. She didn’t have a thing for people barging into her space and that was exactly what the almost seven foot tall man was doing at the moment.

“Felix clearly is a stupid man for allowing his daughter to be used as a collateral. He doesn’t value you, such a pity.” Bianca wished Giovanni knew that Felix was his uncle. “Anyways, I am here to show you what true care means. Which is why, I want you to be ready in the next thirty minutes, we are going out for dinner.” This came more like a shock to Bianca who had so many thoughts running through her mind.

“Don’t worry, I had the maid get you a very perfect dinner gown.” Giovanni stepped closer, breaking the last space between them both. “From now on, I want to make you my woman, till Felix pays off his debt. I don’t reckon you seeing me like some sort of monster and even though I may be cranky at times, you will get to know that I am quite a charmer.” Bianca didn’t know why he was saying all these to her, all she could assume was why he had chosen her to be his woman and not his slave.

“Come on now, let me show you to your beautiful room don’t you think?” Bianca nodded and this made Giovanni gave her a hard stare.

“Sure, I will like you to show me my room.” Bianca replied, understanding the reason for the hard stare. “Very good. I don’t want you keeping mute when I speak. While it would be needed in some situation, most of the times, I want you to speak and air out your thoughts to me.”

“Yes sir.” Bianca replied. “And about that…. My name is Giovanni, and I will prefer you call me Giovanni than the attribute you had initially used.” Bianca shook her head once again to say yes.

When Bianca arrived at her room, her breath was taken away by the luxury her room encompassed. The space was twice the size of her former room and the room had a king size bed, alongside a large television hanging up on the wall. Another thing she took in, was the gigantic wardrobe by the edge of the room.

“If you need any changes to the room; especially the aesthetic, let me know.” Giovanni said as he watched her took in the environment. “Remember, you have barely thirty minutes to get ready. I believe the maid will be here to dress you up soon.” He assured Bianca before leaving the room. While he was gone, Bianca looked further into the room and realize she was entitled to an entire stack of clothing line. Logically, it was a pure blessing in disguise, from leaving a place filled with, to staying in a home filled with luxury, she couldn’t have asked for more.

The door suddenly opened and a young woman, whom she believed was almost the same age as her, stepped inside. “Hello dear, my name is Veronica and I would be your stylist for tonight. Not to worry, I have you covered. I just need you to go take a shower and come back, so I can style you up.” She said with a smile on her face. Bianca shook her head and indeed left for the bathroom, after underessing herself.

After a couple of hours of being styled up, Bianca was fully set for dinner and staring at the image she was seeing on the mirror, she realized that indeed the beauty that had once been concealed by so much pain and agony, was beginning to reveal itself.