Daughter of the Mafia's Consigliere

MARIANNE.

His loud voice made me shake on the spot, his murderous stare got me frightened. He looked like he might just pin me to the wall and strangle me if I didn't leave that instant.

Without uttering any other word, I dashed out of his office banging the door closed. My heartbeat became irregular due to how scared I was. Gosh, I hope I don't die of high blood pressure if I keep staying in this place.

I walked back slowly to my room, still a bit shaken by what happened a few minutes ago. I just lay on my bed and used the duvet to cover my body completely from head to toe.

A lot of questions were running through my head, I'm living in the midst of toxic folks or should I classify them as beasts? I wonder what must have transpired between Ricardo and his father that made him get shot by his own father. It just doesn't make sense to me at all.

I know I'm supposed to be minding my business but I can hardly ignore this because it surprises me a lot. I know I shouldn't care whether he got hurt or not but I was just scared, I would have reacted that way to anyone in his shoes.

A lot of people who get hurt from gunshot wounds are normally taken to the hospital, some even pass out immediately, some are paddled with so much fear when they notice they are losing blood. But it's my first time of seeing someone who doesn't give a fuck and is still trying to suppress the pain.

Isn't he aware that he could fucking die if he keeps losing blood like that? It's not like I care about his stupid life, I'm just being considerate. He still has the strength to order me out like that, I blame myself for showing that I care, that ungrateful son of a bitch!

Well, I shouldn't be that startled even though I couldn't help. Crazy things tend to keep happening in this place, how do I fucking cope? I might end up losing my mind, it would even be worse once I move in with Ricardo after our marriage, we are literally going to be having problems more than a hundred times in one day.

I threw the duvet aside and got a cup of chilled water from the water dispenser in my room. I know it's a bit weird to have a water dispenser in the bedroom but I was the one who requested one. I took two cups of water to calm my nerves, I really hope I can get what happened a while ago off my head.

I'm sure Ricardo would know how to deal with himself, he isn't that dumb and gullible to allow himself to die like a chicken. I just got too petrified for nothing.

I heard a knock on my door and I instantly knew it was Isabella.

"Come in," I answered faintly, retiring back to my bed.

"Wow, it feels great to see you're actually doing very well here, bringing you here forcefully was the best decision ever." My face fell in disappointment when my mother showed up instead, what does she want now?

"Why are you here? If you have nothing important to say, just leave, I'm not in the mood to tolerate your nonsense!" "You haven't seen me for days I guess, don't you miss me?" She asked with an annoying smile as she got closer to me. "Miss you?" I scoffed,

"Even if you're to disappear to a place of no return, I won't worry or think about you for the rest of my life. Miss you? Have you forgotten that I was able to live fine for years without you? Not until you showed up out of the blue and snatched my happiness making me despise you even more! Life without you was peaceful and relaxing," I spat glaring hard at her and she chuckled.

"You know nothing my dear daughter, you're still acting like this because you haven't realized the huge favor you were fortunate to have because of me. Maybe later on, you would realize how much I love and care about you." "Stop it with the lies! It pisses me off, you call trapping me in this prison love and care? You call making me get married to a family of beasts a favor? I should be grateful for ruining my happiness? I should smile at you and thank you for starting to traumatize me?" I asked her rhetorically and she went mute.

"You're the one getting it all wrong my dear, this place is the safest place in the world and the people here are the best only if you behave yourself. It's not hard to adapt to things here and accept reality, stop being stubborn because you will end up getting yourself in serious trouble. Just be a good girl for mommy okay?" She said softly as she slowly stroked my hair.

I angrily slapped her hands off, everything about her was driving me nuts including her presence.

She still sees nothing wrong with what she is doing to me?

"Was this how your parents treated you? Were you forced to get married to dad? At Least, even though you were forced, Dad is not a heartless boss who kills without batting an eyelid."

"That's why I am doing everything I can to ensure our safety, maybe if your dad was like Giovanni, he wouldn't have..."

"Just hold on to what you're about to utter, have you lost your mind?" I yelled at her realizing what she wanted to say.

"I haven't, I'm just telling you the truth!"

"You seem to trust Giovanni so much! This is a man who can kill us if he wants to, if he could pull a trigger at his own son, then who are we?"

"Giovanni doesn't make rash decisions, he has a reason for every single thing he does. Ricardo messed up in a mission and went against his father's instruction, he showed no signs of remorse and got Giovanni angry with his replies, that's the reason why he got shot. At Least, he didn't die, Giovanni would never do that, it was just to teach him a lesson."

I stared at my mother in utmost shock, how could she utter such?

"Are you talking with your anus! That means you can do the same to me too, when did you become this heartless? Did you get brainwashed or something?" I yapped at her and she flipped her hair backward. This can't be my mother! "Enough of the long talks, I'm sick of it already! I only came here to tell you that your wedding preparations are going on well. You will be getting married in four days to come. I'm even more excited than you are," My mom revealed and I stared at her in disbelief.

"Four days? I thought it was in a week to come. Was the date changed?"

"Yes! It's better to hasten things up, there's no time to waste!"

"Mom!!!" I screamed madly at her and she suddenly pats my head slowly.

"Just know it's for the best," She said and left the room.

I screamed out frustratedly scattering the pillows at different corners of the room.

This is not fair at all!

What about Ricardo? How are we going to get married with that arm? It can't possibly get healed within the space of a few days, it's going to take weeks!. Why should I even bother about that junky?