His Bride: Being the mafia’s princess

Bella got a hint of the situation immediately her mood changed, and no words came from her. She heaved a sigh but didn’t say a word either.

Just then, the door opened, revealing Don. He walked a few steps into the room and paused to stare at Lillian.

The family shot him a glance, then back at Lillian. They also got a hint of the situation and guessed they obviously needed some privacy together.

“Now that your husband is here, we’ll leave you two to talk.” Mrs. Blake said and glanced at the others, and they all nodded.

They left the ward as agreed, but that didn’t change the aura in the ward. Don and Lillian still maintained their silence as different thoughts ran through their heads.

But there was something strange about Don’s demeanor. His expression wasn’t unreadable as it used to be. This time, she could bet she was able to read some emotions out from his facial expression.

One of them was anger, but who was he angry at? Lillian shivered at the thought of him getting angry at the fact that she was pregnant.

On the other hand, Don continued to stare at the woman with care, a new feeling of hope, joy, a bit of anger and most especially, guilt.

He was angry at himself for everything he’d blindly made her go through, but his anger was also directed at Pablo, that he was so determined to make him pay dearly.

A sigh left his lips as he broke the gaze to stare at the floor for a moment, then he lifted his gaze again and made his way towards her.

“How are you feeling now?” He sat beside her on the bed with a raised brow.

“I’m fine.” Lillian lowered her gaze to the bed, so she could avoid getting deeply immersed in his undeniably attracting eyes.

“But your facial expression tells me otherwise. You’re worried about something.”

“And when did you start studying my……..” Lillian couldn’t complete when he butted in.

“Probably from now on. I want to share in all your feelings from henceforth.”

Slowly, she lifted her gaze to stare at him. No doubts, she was in shock. Her mind thought of what he could be thinking in his mind, but she was unable to wrap her fingers on anything reasonable.

Nobody said a word again, and to sum up everything, Don wrapped his hands around her in a hug.

“I promise to be good to you from now on, and don’t hesitate to treat me like your husband because you’ll be treated like my wife.”

He has decided to give love a chance, even though he vowed never to love anyone apart from his sister.

Everything that happened between his mother and father taught him a lot!

For instance, drug lords like him didn’t deserve to have a woman to love because that would only lead to their downfall. He could still remember when his father used to make statements like that.

But, he didn’t care any longer. He was ready to change that fact, even if it might come back to haunt him.© NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

His heart was already dancing to the tunes of this lady in front him, so there was no need to avoid it anymore.

Even as at then, his heart was fluttering and so was Lillian’s. Lillian wished the moment never ended, but unfortunately, it did in the next minute.

“As for the baby, you can keep it, since I’m willing to start a real family now.” He added as soon as he disengaged from the hug and cupped her face.

“Really?” Lillian found herself asking, and he nodded.

He has thought his decision through before he uttered it in her presence.

“So, let’s all live as a happy and complete family.” He didn’t wait for her reaction when he slammed his lips on hers, engaging her in a slow yet sensual kiss.

At first, Lillian was beyond shocked. She was still trying to digest what was happening when he bit her lower lip gently and she groaned lightly, also providing him with access to go deeper.

She could still remember the first time she tried this, she got a scolding but there he was, initiating it himself.

None of them realized how deep they were engrossed in the kiss, but one thing was certain for Don. It was that he wanted to make up for the last time she had done this.

Shortly after, the door opened, and two nurses came in.

“Umm, excuse us.” One of the nurses coughed out just for distraction, and it seemed to work.

“We’re here to administer drugs to her.” The same nurse added.

Don glanced at Lillian, whose cheeks were now flushed, and he chuckled lightly to himself. Then he stepped aside, giving way for the nurses to do their job.

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In a gathering of prominent drug lords, Mafia bosses and famous gangsters, three men dragged Pablo, even when he was no longer fighting against it. He was already tired of fighting them, since they were so determined to take him to wherever they wanted.

Although, he could clearly see where he was headed and where he finally ended.

A deep frown rested on his face immediately he saw those he never expected to see anytime soon. The look on their faces wasn’t so pleasant either.

“It’s been a long time, Pablo Escobar.” A voice resounded from one of the bosses in the hall, his gaze not leaving the man in the center.

“What am I doing here?” Pablo asked with a vicious gaze.

He could still remember their faces on the day he was exiled. None of them hesitated before sending him out of America for good! Even if some of them from years were not there, he still couldn’t help but to hate all of them in that building.

“For someone who shouldn’t be seen near America until the day he dies, I believe that shouldn’t be the question.” Another voice spoke out.

Pablo glanced at who spoke and scoffed. Of course, he would recognize that voice from anywhere!

As at the time Pablo was exiled, the man who had just spoken was the right-hand man of Lord Xander Dean, Don’s father, the then head of the organization.

Pablo’s anger grew even more to know that he was still alive. He’d wished every one of them back then, nothing but death!

“You had the chance to rectify your mistake, but you took it to this level, so don’t expect a soft punishment this time.” The same man continued as he smoked from his tobacco stick.

He had an unreadable expression on, that Pablo could understand that the gathering wasn’t a child’s play, just like years ago.

“What do you all plan to do with me? It’s better to spill than to waste my time like this.” Pablo smiled maliciously through gritted teeth as his fist clenched tightly beside him.

“You’ve once been given the chance to correct your mistakes but instead, you added to them. For that very reason, you shall be punished under the second law for betrayals. And even though you’re no more a member, we still retain every right to punish you for going against us…” The man paused and sipped from his glass of water.

The second law for betrayals? Pablo could barely remember what it stated. Though, with the tone behind the man’s voice, he could sense whatever that was coming wasn’t a good one.

“Pablo Escobar, for what you’ve done, you shall be burnt to death.”