His Mafia Bride

ALINA

“I know your cousins won’t be as obnoxious as you” I teased Dante as we took a walk on the sandy shores of the beach.

When we arrived yesterday, we spent our day unpacking and also getting used to the environment. We took a stroll out of the villa but not too far.

The reason was because Dante said Mexico was too dangerous and he just wanted me to be safe.

I felt so confused and scared at the same time but I knew it had something to do with this fucking mafia.

I was also very much bewildered at Dante’s recent change in behaviour concerning my safety. This was certainly not the Dante I knew in the past.

His behaviour was evolving and it greatly surprised me. Though yes he was still very dominating in his orders but still he was beginning to show signs of human emotions which I thought he was incapable of having.

“I am not obnoxious Alina. That is a lie” Dante protested.

Dante sighed and snaked an arm around my waist, giving me cold chills running down my spine.

“Am I really obnoxious?” He asked lowly.

Suddenly I was tongue tied. I had teased him before but now I didn’t know how to reply him.

The sand squished in between our toes as we both walked bare footed on the beach.

“Well uhm.. you can be quite annoying some times” I told him. My eyes raked his facial features.

“Well I believe that was in the past” Dante replied. “Am I still annoying to you now?”

“A little” I giggled ruffling his hair that was being whipped at all corners by the wind. Dante gave a shallow chortle,”You are more obnoxious wife”

“Oh please I am not. By the way which of your relatives are we getting to meet in mexico?” I eagerly questioned him.

“My dad’s younger brother. Uncle Alessio and his family”

“Why did he move to Mexico though? Were you born in Mexico Dante?”

I watched Dante’s orbs stare at my lips for a split second before it connected with my eyes.

“No Alina. I was born in my home town in Italy–Bergamo. Would you like to come to Italy one day?” Dante asked with a boyish grin.

I nodded. “Ofcouse. I hear beautiful stories about Italy”

“Brava ragazza timida” he praised though I had no idea what he meant but I am sure it’s a good thing.

“I think we need to head back into the villa now” Dante reluctantly spoke.

I watched Dante comb his hands through his hair. A frown washed across my face and I decided to inquire the reason. “Why?”

“Well Alessio wants to meet I and also you today. He wants me to meet with some drug barons”Dante explained.

I gulped and my heart sank. I was going to meet with drug barons today. I didn’t know Dante and I would have to meet them together. I imagined Dante being the only one meeting them while I enjoyed the warmness and tranquil state of the villa.

An unknown tension gripped me and I instantly held on to Dante’s arm.

“Dante is it a must for me to come? I don’t want to go” I pleaded.

“Bambolina calmati. Ragazza timida” Dante velvety said to me.

I gazed at him, not having a single clue of what he said.

He gave me a wily smile. “You have to come with me Alina. Alina I can’t disrespect my uncle. He wants to see you too today. Dontworry if anyone looks at you in any way you don’t like, I’ll gouge their fucking eyes out”

He held his uncle in high regards. I believe he must be very close to him.

I gave a sigh of defeat.

“Fine. I’ll come with you”I reluctantly gave in.

“You didn’t have a choice Alina. Your job is to submit to me wife”he cockily replied.

My mouth was parted at his conceited and dominating reply. “Can you for once stop being too controlling Dante” I muttered underneath my breath as we turned our direction back to the villa.

“I’m sorry. I can’t Bella. It’s just who I am” he confidentaly replied without flickering an eyelid.

“Dante you are really obnoxious” I said to him once we had entered the villa.

Dante gave me no reply as he followed me up the stairs. A brief silence interluded and the only thing that could be heard was the thumping footsteps.

I reached the doors of my room and quickly pivoted to see Dante standing right behind me with a lopsided smile plastered on his face.

“Don’t you think…” he began taking slow strides towards me until he had completely backed me against the door.

What is Dante doing? I gulped down my nervousness and placed a hand on Dante’s chest to keep us apart as our bodies were just inches away from being pressed against each other.

“Don’t you think it’s high time we started sharing a room Alina?” Mischief shone in his eyes as the words slowly rolled out of his lips.

Sharing a room? No. I don’t want that.

We weren’t that close yet.

Yet.

“No. It’s not. I don’t think we should share a room now” I bodly stated trying to mask the goosebumps rolling across my skin.

Dante’s hands trailed downwards and gradually gripped on to my waist giving me a sudden fright. A gasp left my lips and I forced my eyes to stare directly at him.

“What are you doing Dante?” I whispered.

“Do you really want to know what I want to do to you right now?” Dante sniggered.

I dreaded the answer to that question.

Dante leaned forwards, lips coming towards my ear. He nibbled on my earlobes a little causing me to shiver.

“I would love to part your beautiful thighs and make you moan your loudest in both pain and pleasure. I want to pleasure you and watch the heat radiate off our bodies. I want to do to you all the wicked things a man would do to his woman on bed”

My knees went jelly at Dante’s lustful and amorous words, his rich voice resonating in my ear walls.

Dante was being too direct and plain in his intentions.

What had come over him?

“Dante please move back. I don’t want this” I found my voice and slightly pushed him. I avoided eye contact with him and I have no idea why.

Dante laughed and tilted his head to have a good view of my now reddened face.

“Are you sure you don’t want it? Your body says otherwise though”

“It certainly doesn’t” I shook my head at him, my eyes momentarily darting to catch his unending stares at me.

“If you say so bella. I’ll leave you now. If I stay here any longer, I don’t think I might be able to control myself again” Dante smirked before leaving me in awe.

I watched him leave and it was at that moment I felt a wet pool around my vulva.

Shit.

What is Dante doing to me and more importantly, Did Dante mean all that?This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

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“And why again am I meeting these drug barons?” Alina asked once more as Dante and her drove towards the Deja Vu Showgirls. It was a strip club in Tijuana, Mexico.

“For respect Alina. They demand to see the woman that brought me to my knees”

A lopsided smile curled on her lips and she tried to hide it.

Dante stared at her for a brief second which got Alina rolling her eyes. “Focus on the road please” she reminded him.

“I don’t want to die again” she added, a bit of humour in her tone.

Dante remembered Alina’s near death incident in a flash and the fear of loosing her hits him like lightening bolt.

“What are you thinking Dante?” Alina inquired, tilting her head slightly to get a good view of his face.

Dante gave her a cursory glance and a reassuring smile. “Nothing baby. We will soon be at the club”

The drive to the club wasn’t too long. Alina was marvelled by the architectural designs of the club once they arrived.

It looked like a huge ancient temple, built with ancient block bricks.

A few trees stood at the entrance welcoming them as they drove their sedan into the huge parking lot.

The name of the club was bodly written at the top in red and blue markings.

It had various stairs leading into the club and a huge, ornate carved circle with intricate designs sculpted into it that laid by the entrance.

Dante was the first to step down.

Alina watched as he tucked his gun behind the waist of his pants and went over to the passenger seat to open the door for her.

A rugged gentle man.

Alina grabbed a hold of Dante’s extended hands and their fingers interlocked.

Dante noticed the restiveness radiating off her body language.

Her palms were sweaty and her fingers were gripping on to his tighter.

“Calm down doll”he silently whispered into her ear as they climbed one of the paved stair cases into the entrance.

“I’ve never imagined myself meeting with drug baron”Alina said taking deep breaths.

“Nobody will harm you ” Dante promised her to ease her tensions.

The guards standing acknowledged their presence and one escorts both of them inside.

Alina had her eyes exploring the interior of the strip club.

“Dante this is beautiful” she breathed out.

Dante chuckled. “It’s not what you expected right?”

Alina shook her head as her eyes fed on the decor of the strip club.

It had strip stages with poles sprouting from them at each corner of the club surrounded by beautiful ornate chairs that had lightening effects around them.

The dim wisteria and scarlet red lightening gave the club a sensual look.

Alina had her eyes trailing upwards. She noticed some stairs leading to another section of the club that gave full view to the down part, it’s stages and performances.

Bars were situated at different corners and from the looks of the menu, she knew those liquor would cost a hole in the pocket.

Nudely dressed women danced seductively on the poles, twisting and turning their bodies to the rhythm of the music reverberating.

“Mr Morelli. Your guests are here”a guard announced them to Alessio who sat in the midst of some men.

One glance at them and Alina could tell that these were bloody men.

“Boy look at you. Dante. You are so big” Alessio exclaimed as he came over to engulf Dante in a hug.

He was clearly older. His brown long hairs were tied to a bun and it carried an ounce of grey in them.

Gun shaped tattoos were drawn at both sides of his arm and a stubble hugged his jaw.

“Uncle Alessio. It’s been long hasn’t it?”Dante asked with a smile, clasping him by the shoulders.

“Ofcourse. And this must be your beautiful wife” Alessio responds, his eyes trailing to Alina.

“Alessio Morelli” he introduced himself, extending a hand shake.

Alina took his hand with a meek smile.

“Let’s go sit please. We have a lot to catch up on”Alessio said, leading them to the front part of the club.

It was exclusively reserved for VIPs, having a good view of all corners of the huge club.

Two men all claded in black apparel sat at that part, a large table separating them.

Dante had his features disconcerted the moment he spotted a distinct face amongst the men.

“Uncle you didn’t tell me this cunt would be here too”Dante scowled.

“Shut the fuck up and sit”Leonardo, Dante’s cousin gruffed, rolling his eyes to Alina.

“You brought the Russian woman”

Dante had his fist clenched in an instant but Alina held on to his arm, calming his nerves.

Her thoughts ran wild as to why the man would address her with such a cold remark.

“You both didn’t change your attitude to each other over the years one bit”Alessio cuts in with a laugh.

Dante took Alina by the hand as they slide into the booth, Alessio seating besides Dante.

Calling a waiter he ordered some drinks and in no time, it was served.

“Dante meet some of the feared dons of the drug world” Alessio said, his hands motioning to the men seating opposite them.

“Mr and Mrs Dante Morelli, Dario ” one announced.

“Ah yes. Dario. I thought you were in the states. I didn’t know I would be getting to meet you here” Dante said.

“Finally meeting the demon himself. Luciano Martinez” Another said.

“Your wife is very beautiful” he passed lustful glares at Alina.

“Cover your eyes Luciano. You might just end up loosing them” Dante warned.

“When your uncle told me you were bringing your wife, I was puzzled. When did the demon get a heart?”Dario prod.

Both men eyes occasionally flickered at Alina, curiosity written all over their face to know the woman that was able to get Dante to take her down the aisle.

“I threatened to murder him if he didn’t marry me” Alina teasingly replied, flashing her orbs at Dante.

Dante winked at her and caressed her thighs. He knew he was the one who did the threatening not her.

“Don’t worry he is still very much a beast” Alina added.

“It doesn’t bug you or scare you that your husband has a very dark side?”Luciano threw another question.

“What can I say. Love is blind” Alina cooly responded, taking a sip of her cocktail.

Dante was amazed by how cool and calm Alina was in the midst of the drug barons.

“Can you handle the gun? This world is very dangerous you know”Dario remarked.

“I’ll learn some day. But I have my husband at my beck and call”Alina proudly replied.

“She has you around her fingers doesn’t she?” Alessio makes his voice known with a light chuckle.

“She… has” Dante slowly replied, his eyes glued on Alina.

“So can we discuss business now?” Leonardo finally spoke, annoyance soaring in his tone.

“I will have to excuse myself for now” Alina quickly said as she stood up. She called a female waiter who passed by.

“Please where is the ladies room?”

“Just go down the club, you will see a narrow hallway. Walk into it. The first door by your right ma’am” the waiter politely answered Alina.

Alina gave her a smile and thanked her before leaving.

Dante marched her steps with his emerald eyes which were stationed at her silhouette profile disappearing in the crowd.

“Dante your body is here but your mind isn’t” Alessio snapped Dante out of his day dreaming.

“Excuse me uncle. I’ll be right back” Dante stood at once, steathily trying to follow Alina who was oblivious.

Alina sauntered into the restroom in a bid to adjust her gown as she felt the zipper hooking with the fabric.

She stared at herself in the broad horizantal mirror placed in the restroom, trying to adjust her zip when the door to the restroom slowly opened and Dante ambled in before locking the door from the inside.