Arranged Dominant Love novel Chapter 21

We are at the Leon Mansion. Where else did I imagine a Capo can get married at? When we arrived here prior the place was majestically decorated with white and pink flowers. Leon mansion looks different and special today the entire atmosphere feels cheerful and carefree.

Once we stepped here then Rocco ushered Antonio to his room and Belle and Hazel brought me to my room. The sensation of nervousness I am going through currently is unpredictable. There is a dissimilar throb in my heart and I sense like peeling it off then my chest will be relieved. Antonio will get the lead to play with my body, he will break every peace of me in order to take away my virginity and each thought about what will happen tonight is haunting me.

Marrying a Capo is not a normal marriage. I am sold to him and I feel like I am about to invite a devil who is willing to possess my soul.

Somehow I feel like he has a soft corner. There is a side of him which he does not reveal to the world. Yesterday I was stunned when he reached my door with the news of my brother is in the hospital but at the same time I was honoured that he informed me.

I glance at me on the mirror. I am sitting in front of a giant mirror. I have my white dress on and I feel like a Disney princess who doesn't has a fairytale. The makeup team are here and they are working their magic one me. One is curling my hair while the others are applying foundations, eyes shadows, fake lashes and other cosmetics products on my face.

The realisation of my mother is not here sends daggers to my heart, my family are so cruel, how did I managed on staying with them? They did not appear in the hospital either, and I know who must have stopped them-Marco Ricci. I pray someday he will die and I will be there witnessing his death.

A father should walk down the aisle with his daughter at a wedding. Mine is living dead! Angelo can barely walk. Who will be accompanying me. Picking up my phone from the table loaded with cosmetics, I texted Rocco.

'Come to my room. It's urgent.' I send it to him instantly.

After a few seconds there was knock on the door. "Come in." I order and the door opens slightly.

Rocco is standing by the other side he is wearing a black Armani Tuxedo with a red tie beneath the suit, the inner shirt is white and he looks dashing as a greek god.

"Give us a second." I tell the crew. Leaving there equipments they walk out of the room.

Rocco gets inside the chamber while closing the door behind his back. His eyes roams over my dress then to my face. He whistles dryly and I spot the pinkish effect of blush appearing on my cheeks. I smile at him.

"Gorgeous lady." He whispers standing behind me. I am sitting on a chair facing the mirror. I glance him through the mirror itself.

"Thank you." I whisper with a smile.

"Why did you call me?" He does not take his eyes off me.

"Antonio will be a dutiful husband just have the courage to give him what he asked for."

"Let him kill me? If he asks for it?" I ask in a sarcastic voice which leads him to laugh.

The glint fades from his eyes instantly, "if he harms you I will slay him. I give you my word that I will fight for my family until my last breath and I swear you wouldn't die by my brother hand." The promising on his voice was vulnerable and it brought peace to my heart.

"This is mafia. It will be better if you'll adjust and cooperate by every actions my brother takes during his daily life."

I nod my head.

"Your brothers will never leave your side." He runs his knuckles on my cheeks.

I wish Antonio was as good as Rocco.