The Mafia’s Woman

“Finally I agreed again. As long as I’m still breathing maybe I can’t avoid Radon”. Elsa grinned.

A petite redhead dressed her up for the mystery party with different types of makeup brush kissing her face now and then. She decides on a light purple strap dress that drops mid-thighs and a killer glass stilettos.

Elsa feels different with a gold necklace and earrings. “Now I feel fake”. Elsa muttered to herself.

It’s a party for the rich, you have to dress rich to fit in. Elsa wanted to be her, not the silly wears that are gonna return to the closet after the party.

“They are all yours. You’re keeping them.” The dresser said with her obvious Philippine accent.

Elsa watched her replace her black colored hair with a blonde wig. She slightly brushes the wave and finishes her makeup.

“All done.” She squeals turning her swivel chair to look at the mirror.

“No way.”

“Yes way, babe. I’m a genius.” Elsa watches the redhead through the mirror as she smiles.

She looked different. Like some supermodel. “Is this what you look like when a stylist dresses you up?” She blushed.

Someone else stare right back at her and that someone was so beautiful. The blonde wig fits her almost tan olive skin and she looks beautiful. Elsa knew she look beautiful but then this new Blondie that was staring right back at me is different.

“Let’s go. Mr. Colorado is waiting for you.” Elsa stood up to her feet and almost trip on the heels but the stylist hold her at once to keep her steady.

“Are you sure you can walk with this?” She asked with a stupid smirk.

“Yeah, thanks.”

” One wrong step and I’m on my face kissing the floor.” Elsa thought.

She followed her and she lead her to Radon. His eyes couldn’t peel off Elsa’s as she slowly walked toward his figure avoiding falling and embarrassing herself.

“I’m just gonna leave.” The redhead mutters and walks away.

Harden, Elsa assume bites his bottom lip before walking away. Elsa looked at the floor and absently fiddle her fingers.

“Someone is nervous?” He asks.

Elsa raises her head to look at him and his perfect grey orbs glue to hers. “Oh God, I feel like peeing.”

“Hi…” Elsa said nervously.

Radon chuckles. ” Hey. Ready?.”

I nod and take his stretched-out hand.

“Be free to fall with those killer heels, I’ll catch you.” He whispers as they walked outside to his convoy. Elsa giggled and step inside his car with the help of his driver or whatever thing Radon calls him.Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.

The drive was quiet. Radon’s eyes were always staring at hers.

“Nice blonde.” He holds back his chuckle as Elsa turns to look at him.

“I just hope I don’t look bad.”

“You’re beautiful. As always.” Elsa nervously nodded her head and look at her feet like it was the most interesting thing ever.

The car halts in front of a luxurious hotel. Wow. SPLENDID read out in broad capital letters at the top.

“Don’t freak out.”Radon whispers giving her hand a gentle squeeze as the driver opens up the door for them to step out.

Stepping out, Elsa’s eyes snap to one of the crazy media assholes. One reason she chooses not to study journalism. Stalkers. Radon guides her in with his hand not leaving her lower back. The cold air brushed against her skin as they step inside including the eyes of those who care to look at their new guest. It’s fairly occupied with rich people and their expensive clothes.

“Radon” a man walks to them holding a glass of champagne.

“Hi Tylo”

“I can’t help but admire your date.” He flirts with his seducing smirk.

“She’s out of the list. Look somewhere else, Tylo”

“Out of the list. What’s that supposed to mean?” Elsa thought.

“I see. It’s nice you showed up. Do you mind I introduce you to New partners?” He asked looking at Elsa weirdly and then Radon. His brows were partially furrowed as Radon nodded holding Elsa’s hand.

They both walk to a secluded spot with a reserved table with two occupants. All with suits. Radon draws out a seat and sits close to Elsa after she’s settled down. He whispered something to Tylo as he, Tylo nodded still not taking his dark eyes off Elsa. “Why are parties boring to me?” Elsa scoffed.

She zoned out of their conversation and glue her attention to the dance floor. Couples dance slowly to the classic music while others chatter.

Elsa excused Radon to use the restroom which he wanted to follow here but Elsa refused. She wanted space because she wasn’t comfortable with obviously rich people and Harden’s unending dark stares. Elsa stared at her reflection in the mirror and she felt a bit tipsy with the few glasses of champagne that she’d consumed. After taking several breaths, Elsa steps out of the restroom only to stand face to face with Harden.

“I don’t like him, he’s too creepy,” Elsa said to herself

“Hi…” Elsa stutter. He leans against the wall with his hands in his front pocket smirking at her.

“You look cheaply different. What do you want with Radon?”

” What type of question is that? The last time I checked, Harden isn’t gay, so he’s probably not interested in Radon”. Elsa thought.

“I’m sorry, what?”

“How much did he offer you to get you in bed? I’m sure you’re easily manipulated.” He scowled.

“Please excuse me.” Elsa proceeded to walk past him but his hand raise to smack her butt. Holy Christ!.

Elsa turn to look at him shamelessly dumbfounded.

“What’s wrong with you?” She yelled.

“Nice ass you’ve got. How much do I have to pay to feel that? Just tell me how much you charge for a night.” He smirks walking to Elsa’s figure and forcefully pressing her against the wall.

“Leave me alone. Stay away from me.” Elsa sobbed silently praying Radon should just walk in. She doesn’t want her panic attack to put her down here.

“When he’s done with your little pussy why don’t you be a good girl and come to my bed.”

Elsa pushes him off me and something extremely stronger in her slapping him. Elsa would never slap someone, maybe except Marina who made her think less of herself.

” Bitch…” He grabs her neck and pushed her gently against the wall.

“You’ll regret this. If you know what’s good for you, take your cheap ass and run away from me. If you by any chance tell Radon anything about what happened….” He chuckles and leans close to her ear.

” Get ready to mourn your stupid family every week…”

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Radon sat and stare around. Parties are never lively, the reason he wanted Elsa to come. Just her form gives him joy. He always admires the way she pouts and her shy smile turns him on. She’s unbelievably beautiful and too perfect. He had wanted to follow her to the restroom to make sure she was okay but she assured him she would be fine.

Radon couldn’t take his eyes off her on the killer dress of hers. The eyes of the horny men around won’t stop looking at her as she walks to the restroom. Who wouldn’t look at her? She’s something words can’t describe.

“Did she know?” Tylo snaps Radon out of his thoughts.

“She doesn’t. And I don’t want her to.” Radon grabs the glass of champagne and takes a quick gulp.

“Where did you find her? She doesn’t fit in your circle. Sorry I don’t mean it that way.” Radon nodded lightly and empty the glass.

“It’s fine. The nice party though.” His eyes scan the floor and it’s filled with fake assholes.

Radon watched people chatter and dance. His eyes drop on a familiar dickwad with his stupid and annoying squad. He is escorted by his two personal guards. Fuckin Italian.

“Colorado Radon,” He said Radon’s name with sarcasm.

“I fuckin hate him. For a lot of personal reasons.” Radon scoff.

” I’m glad you’re still breathing.” He taunts Radon.

“Malcolm, not here.” Tylo intrudes.

The other men on the table watch carefully while their guards stand on guard watching. Radon drops the glass and stands up face to face with the douchebag.

“Why are you stalking my dick?” Radon asked him and he smirks. Radon wishes he could shoot his ugly smirk off his stupid face. That will cause a tantrum.

“Why would I stick you pussy? I’m just trying to be sure you’re fine.” He smirks and radon could be how much he hates it.

“Stay away from my path. Tell yourself to stop stalking me and we will be fine.”

“Don’t threaten me, Colorado.” He whispers.

“Don’t start a war you won’t be able to finish. I won’t hesitate..” Malcolm nodded and chuckle.

“Nice date.” He tilts his head to the side and Radon follows his eyes to see Elsa watching him intensely.

“Stay away from her,” Radon told him and walk back to Elsa.

“You’re okay ?” Radon asked as he noticed that she looks tense or may be scared.

“Yeah. Are you okay ?” She asked stealing glances from behind him.

“As long as you’re okay, I’m okay.” Radon kissed her temple and hold her wrist.

“Come with me..” They walked to the back of the hotel and it was totally quiet just as Radon expected. All one could hear is the faint music from the party inside.

“You look beautiful..” Radon said to her and squeeze her hand gently.

“Thanks..” She replied looking everywhere but him.

“Elsa..” She looks up and blushes.

“Why is she always nervous?” Radon muttered to himself.

He holds her waist and pulls her to himself. He loves her hair and it’s the scent. He buried his face in her neck and wrap both hands around her waist. She squirms absently and flattens her hands on his chest.