His Mafia Bride

I stared dewy eyed at the spell binding environment I was in.

I could tell Dante was smirking as he took sharp glances of me.

It felt like I was in the surroundings of a palace. This place was bigger than Dante’s house and his house was huge.

I fed my eyes on the architectural design of the hotel.

The hotel had glass windows that beamed and sparkled as a result of the bright rays of the sun hitting it.

The door to the entrance was spinning and it shimmered, emerald gemstones designed into it.

That must have cost a fortune.

There were sprinklers deposited at all corners, their waters hitting the large lawn that surrounded a part of the formal building.

Water fountains stood at various locations. They were decorated with marbel and they sprayed water upwards into the air.

I peaked up and I saw the name of the hotel bodly written in a beautiful shade of red. It was probably in Italian and I couldn’t read Italian.

The entire vicinity was dazzling with light beams coupled with ostentatious statues of gargoyles and lions.

It was really so classy. Expensive cars were parked at all corners.

This place was really for men and women of high class.

The moment I stepped my feet inside the building, I was thoroughly mesmerized and spell bounded.

The sweet scent of honey and almond hit my nostrils creating a beautiful odour frenzy.

The ceilings were held up by huge marble white pillars that had intricate designs.

A huge chandelier was situated at the middle of the lobby, brilliant lights radiating from it. That chandelier looked like it cost a fortune-which it probably did.

Smaller, elegant chandeliers stood at some corners of the lobby.

Italian music played in the lobby, the sound reverberate through the air.

The lobby also had beautifully furnished rounded wooden ables and red sofa’s matching to its formal look.

Plant pots and flower vases were littered all around, feeling the lobby with their scent.

The beeping sound of the elevator rang into my ears.

Before I knew it, I was being led to the centre of the lobby by Dante, his grip on my arm was strong like I could vanish into thin air.

An older looking lady with brown hair having an ounce of gray in it was situated at the reception desk. She was on a white shirt and black office trousers.

“Benvenuto signore” I heard the lady say.

“La nostra camera è stata preparata?-has our room being prepared?” Dante asked.

I watched her nod her head and hand Dante a keycard.

He swiftly took me by hand once more and we stepped inside the elevator.

I watched Dante press the last button.

We were heading towards the top floor.

The elevator made a beep sound as it opened.

I watched Dante scan the keycard and type it in the code to get into the room.

No fucking way. I was mesmerized, enthralled and speechless.

This was an entire building inside a hotel.

The room was beautiful, the rays of the sun filling it as a result of the glass walls adding to its rich outlook.

The living room had glass walls by the side whilst the rest walls were brown. It was actually good because I could probably see the whole of Italy from the spellbinding view of the thick transparent glass.

A huge flat screen tv hung up and underneath it laid a fireplace built into the wall.

Opposite the fireplace were velvet coloured sofas with fluffy pillows and a coffee table.

My eyes narrowed to the right side of the room, it’s door was slightly opened. I strained my eyes to peak a glance and I saw that it was the kitchen. I could spot various cupboards and stools in it.

A huge chandelier hung over a large dinning table next to the glass walls. A very good idea. Eating and enjoying the Italian scenery.

I noticed metal stairs with iron bars. That probably led to the bedroom and bathroom.

Would I and Dante share a room? I dreaded that thought..

“This is one of my penthouses Alina. I would have taken you to my villa but you seem so tired. Go upstairs and freshen up ok. Everything is already in place. Your clothes, perfumes, shoes, toothbrush and all that. I got everything in preparation for our arrival. Your room is the one with the white door ok. I’ll call on one of the hotel staffs to get us food”

“How did you do all that in such short notice? I mean getting everything, the clothes and all? We’ve been on air together?” I inquired with raised brows.

Dante walked slowly towards me with a charming lopsided smile.

“I made all the arrangements on air. I had my hotel staffs prepare this pent house, hours before our arrival in Italy sweetheart”

He gently grasped on to a strand of my hair, his lustful eyes settling on the nape of my neck.

I could only nod.

“You really out did your self this time Dante” I breathed out in astonishment.

“Do you love it?” Dante asked.

I nodded. “Yes I do. This place is beautiful”

“Don’t you think I deserve a treat for this special treatment I arranged for you?” Dante grinned from ear to ear.

“A treat? What sort of treat?” I chuckled.

“I don’t know. Maybe a kiss” Dante gave a lopsided smile, his eyes filled with passion.

My breathing hitched and I averted my gaze from him.

“Or a night with you” His voice dropped gravelly low.

Dislodging the lump in my throat, I spoke. “Dante you are silly. I think I should go freshen up now”

“Sure ragazza timida. Food will be ready by the time you are done. And then we will discuss how we will enjoy our day together” Dante put emphasis on ‘together’ as he spoke huskily and mischief shone in his eyes.

I and Dante would be under the same roof. I felt knots tie in my stomach.

I know it is like the same in his mansion back home but this time it’s just going to be I and him. No maids, no guards patrolling the area.

Just I and Dante.Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

I hope I don’t do something stupid.