His Bride: Being the mafia’s princess

“I came to pick something.” She replied with all the courage she could muster as she tried not to stutter.

“From my phone?” He asked, stepping out of the restroom completely.

She lowered her gaze quietly to the floor to avoid seeing his harsh glares on her.

“Well, I heard a buzz and I decided to check if it was from someone important.” She said, hoping to sound convincing enough.

She closed her eyes tight in fear when he began taking strides towards her. He stopped right in front of her and picked up his phone from the bed.

She partially opened her eyes when she felt nothing before opening it fully in a long sigh of relief as he left without a word.

He walked to the wardrobe, picking out another shirt to wear.

Lillian finally raised her head up when she heard nothing from him again. She stared at his back view, by this time he had worn the shirt as he fastened the button.

“Mind if I come with you?” She suddenly asked out of the blues.

He didn’t reply as he finished fastening his button and wore his boots.

“Please, let me come with you. I will die of boredom if I don’t.” She said, pouting cutely, hoping to convince him, but he still didn’t say a word, he only scoffed out.

She suddenly ran to him, holding unto the hem of his shirt, which made him pause what he was doing. He turned to her with a stern look, and she seemed to understand what it meant because she pulled away from him.

“Please, let me go with you. I promise to stay off anything that concerns you and I would behave myself.” She stated again quietly.

He stood up when he finished and headed towards the door but paused for a while.

“You can come with but remember, I hate waiting.” He said before leaving completely.

Lillian’s mood lit up as she hurriedly went to pick up her phone in the sitting room and rushed out, trying to catch up with him.

She saw him already in the elevator, and she ran as fast as she could into it before it closed completely.

She heaved a sigh of relief when she got in and glanced around. He didn’t say anything to her, and neither did she.

Soon, the elevator clicked and opened. They both walked out, with Don leaving first.

Rex and Draco were already standing by the car, waiting patiently. Draco opened the backdoor when he sighted his boss.

“The car keys, I’m going alone.” Don said, coming towards them.

Rex gave the key to him in a slight bow as he and Draco stepped away from the car.

Lillian caught up with Don before he could enter into the car, and they both left the hotel with the car.

There was great silence as Don focused on the road, while Lillian occasionally stole glances at him.

In less than an hour, they were at their destination. Don found a suitable place to park and they both alighted.

Don was the first to enter into the building that looked more or like a house.

Loud music was heard from the house as they walked in, and Lillian could see different ladies who looked more like strippers dancing on a stage.

She frowned, staring around the place as she wondered if Don truly came to a club.

“What the heck!” She muttered when she saw a stripper rocking a man on stage.

She stared at the man she came with, but he wasn’t even bothered about what was happening around him.

He took a different route, and she also did the same.

They got into an elevator, and they waited to reach their destination as Don fixed his two hands in his pocket.

The elevator clicked and opened before they both walked out of it.

They went to a place which was boldly written as the ‘VIP SECTION’

“Stay here until I’m back.” He said, as he reduced his pace.

“Ohh…kay.” She stressed out, halting her steps too, and he walked away after making sure she found a place to sit.

“What can we get you, ma’am?” A waiter asked, coming towards her.

“Juice.” She almost said, but didn’t. This was a club and they probably wouldn’t have juice.

“A non-alcoholic drink will do.” She said, and he walked away.

She rested back on the sofa as she brought out her phone and started scrolling to keep herself busy.

FEW HOURS LATER*Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

Lillian finished her third can drink, hoping it was truly non-alcoholic because she wasn’t ready to get drunk.

“Hey beautiful!” A young man said, sitting on the couch opposite her. She lifted her gaze to look at him.

“Hey!” She replied, tossing her phone on the table.

“Care for another drink?” He asked, glancing at the empty cans on the table.

“Sure.” She replied with a small smile.

“Okay, I’ll be right back.” He said, returning the smile as he stood up and left.

“Wouldn’t be bad to use him to pass time while I wait for my jerk of a husband.” She muttered to herself as she glanced at the route Don had taken. She glanced again to see if he was coming, but there was no sign of him.

Goodness knows how sleepy she had become after hours and still counting of waiting for her husband.

The man came back with two glasses of drinks, as he handed her one of the glasses and took the seat opposite hers.

“Thank you.” She said in a sweet smile and tried taking it to her lip but stopped when the scent hit her nose.

“It’s alcohol.” She announced, dropping the glass back on the table.

“Don’t you want to take it?” He asked as he stared at her.

“Yeah, I would rather not get wasted tonight.” She replied with a shrug.

“C’mon, a glass won’t get you wasted.” He tried to convince, but she shook her head negatively.

“I’ve promised myself not to take alcohol tonight.” She said adamantly, still in her sweet smile.

“Why then did you come if you don’t want to get drunk?” He asked, raising a brow.

“Not everyone comes to a club with the aim of drinking.” She replied, resting back on the sofa.

“Who comes to a club just for coming’ sake?” He asked again.

“Maybe me.” She said in a small shrug as she smiled and he laughed.

“Alright, I agree with you, but don’t you think it would be rude not to accept this drink? I mean, just to appreciate my effort, you should accept it, right?” He said, raising a brow and she sighed.

“Okay fine, I will take it but just a sip.” She said, lifting the glass to her lips.

“That isn’t what you came here for, young lady.” A deep voice said from behind, startling both she and the man in front of her.

She turned to see Don standing behind her with a cold gaze and his hands behind his back. She dropped her glass and stood up hastily.

“Let’s go.” He said, glaring at the man who was now looking confused.

He glanced at Lillian again before walking out of the place.

“I’m sorry, but I have to go now, it was a pleasure meeting you.” She rushed her words as she grabbed her phone on the table and left.

Don settled down in the car as he drove off, immediately Lillian joined him.

“Concerning what you saw in there, it’s not what you’re……” Lillian tried to say, but was cut short.

“I don’t wish to know, it’s your life, and you can live it as you please, but just know one thing, watch who you hang with.” He chipped in without glancing at her.

Lillian stared at him for a while and sighed as she turned to the window, staring into the dark clouds, which looked like it was going to rain soon.

What was she even thinking? That he would get jealous after seeing her with that guy?

She chuckled within herself as she bit on her lower lip softly.

She glanced at him, and he had an unreadable expression on. She let out a sigh and turned back to the window.

The car suddenly stopped, and she turned to him again, this time with a puzzled look. Surprisingly, he was also looking confused.

He alighted from the car, as he went to the car hood. Lillian continued staring at him until the hood blocked her from seeing his image.

He opened the hood as he turned on the light on his phone. Light smokes were coming out of the engine, signifying something had happened to it.

“Damn it.” He muttered forcefully closing the hood and it startled Lillian.

He placed a call to one of his personal guards, but it wasn’t reachable.

He tried it once again and stopped trying when it said the same thing. He glanced around the environment they were in and sighed. It was a lonely road, and it seemed like they were the only ones there at the moment.

He stood there for some seconds, trying to see if anyone would come their way. He took a deep breath and walked back into the car.

“What happened to the car?” Lillian asked immediately.

“Your phone.” He said instead.

“Huh?” She said, looking confused.

“Give me your phone.” He replied now staring at her.

“Okay.” She stuttered out before giving it to him.

He typed in some digits, placing the phone over his ear, but it still wasn’t reachable. He tried again and it repeated the same thing. He tossed the phone back to her, and she was quick to catch.

There was a loud thunder strike and a sharp lightening. Soon, the rain started falling.

Lillian managed to close her side of the window, and so did Don.

She glanced at him to see him fuming, even if he didn’t make it that evident. One could still tell he was angry at the turn of event, and she tried not to do or say anything that might get him pissed off the more.

She let out a sigh and rested back on the seat.