His Bride: Being the mafia’s princess

“What was that about?” Clarissa inquired, immediately they stepped into Brandon’s room.

She tossed her purse on the nearest couch and crossed her arm against her chest.

Brandon didn’t say anything, and he just walked past her to the bed, taking a seat on it with his head bowed. He was in thoughts.

“You almost got us into more trouble.” She grumbled, turning to face him.

Her face and voice reflected frustration, and her breaths were resounding because of how heavy they came out.

“Didn’t you see how that son of a bitch disrespected my authority back then?” Brandon growled out with eyes shooting out in anger.

Her whole body shook in her shoes and her heart hammered in her heart, but she tried not to make it obvious. She freed her arm and took a few steps forward.

“I know, and I saw all that. But, two wrongs don’t make a right. We’ll definitely get screwed up if we make a mistake of adding another enemy to our list.” Clarissa didn’t take a break in spewing out all these words.

She joined him on the bed when he didn’t say a word. She wrapped her hands around his neck as she rubbed the back of his head.

“Baby, I know how you must be feeling right now. Believe me, that guy will pay for what he said to you, but it shouldn’t be this way.”

“Remember, I brought the idea to destroy Don, so I need to find a solution. We don’t need to add more fuel, else, we might be ruined.”

“Now is the time for us to put our heads together and think of what to do instead of us disagreeing on things like this. It would only bring more harm to us.” Clarissa continued to rub the back of his head and suddenly, he stood up, pushing her hand off.

“I need to clear my head in the shower.” He uttered, heading to the bathroom without turning to even glimpse at Clarissa.

She folded her knuckles tight into a fist beside her as her head wrinkled up in a deep frown.

“What a fool!” She cussed under her breath immediately he was no longer in sight.

“I don’t blame him at all, that old man is the reason behind all this.” She added to herself.

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“Why are you looking so distressed?” Aria queried, walking out of the small bar with a bottle of liquor under her arm and a bucket of ice with three glass cups in her hands.

She made her way towards the ladies in the living room and dropped what she had with her carefully on the table.

“Yeah, you look tired.” Delilah agreed, staring keenly at Eva.

Eva let out a heavy sigh of despair as she rested back on the seat and glanced at Aria.

“Give me that, I really need to cool my head.” She stretched forth her hand and Aria handed the glass of liquor to her, which she gulped down at once.

“Are you still mourning over your baby?” Aria asked as she sat beside her on the couch.

“It’s obvious, Ria. I mean, look at how tired she looks. She has been like this since she came back.” Delilah chipped in and sipped her liquor with her legs crossed against each other.

“Just pour me another one.” Eva grumbled, dumping the empty glass on Aria.

“As your what, now?” Aria rolled her eyes.

“Just do it without complaining.” Eva grunted, also rolling her eyes.

“You should have asked politely.” Aria heaved a sigh before going to do what she was asked.

“You both have been talking beyond what’s necessary ever since I got here, and my ear is beginning to itch.” Eva shrugged out with a less concerned look on her face.

“We’re only telling you the facts about how you actually looked then.” Delilah chipped in with an eye roll.

“Well, to tell you what, it has nothing to do with my pregnancy.”

“Then, what?” Aria handed the glass of liquor back to her as she took her place beside Eva.

“It’s just that the bitch who is supposedly Don’s wife is slowly trying to win over him.” Eva collected the glass and sipped stylishly.

There are hints of sarcasm and hate laced in her voice.

“I thought you had plans to get rid of her?” Delilah inquired, staring at her quizzically.

“Of course I still do. I’m just waiting for her conscience to do a little job before I step in.”

“Her conscience?” Delilah’s nose and forehead are scrunched up, confused.

“Yes. Just so you know, she believes she killed my baby and that would be used to hold her down for a while.”

“And do you think she would still feel guilty? I mean, Bella is there to support her.” Aria shrugged out.

Eva’s mind flashed back to the other night where she saw Lillian and Don standing together, with the look she had seen on Lillian’s face, she was sure to believe what Aria just said.

She let out a shrug, trying not to let it affect her, and her friends noticed this.

“You know, no matter how we deny it, I think luck is on Lillian’s side. Judging from your appearance earlier, you also think so, but just don’t want to accept it.” Delilah sipped from her vodka.

“Hey, hey, hey! You shouldn’t force things on me. You might think that way, but I don’t.”

“Take a chill pill, girl. I was just stating a fact, no harm in that.” Delilah scoffed out in defense.

“Then, keep it to yourself.” Eva spat out with spite.

“Stop acting up, babe. She was just saying what was……” Aria was cut short by a pissed Eva, who didn’t waste any time to unveil her annoyance.

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“Alright, fine.” Delilah apologized with her hand raised in the air.

“Yeah, we’re sorry.” Aria chipped in.

“Whatever.” Eva rolled her eyes and crossed her legs.

“So, what do you plan to do with her?” Aria inquired after a while of perfect silence.

Eva heaved a sigh but didn’t say a word.

“Yeah, we might help.” Delilah agreed with a nod.

“Well, I don’t think I would need your help.” Eva trailed off shortly.

“And for the plan, I’m still thinking about it and it would be hatched soon.” She said the last part with a deep frown.

“For once, you don’t look like one who just lost a baby. I mean, your facial expressions say a different thing.” Delilah chuckled out, twirling her glass cup in her hand.

“And who told you that I lost one?” Eva smirked out, glancing at the two ladies.

“What do you mean?” Aria inquired with eyebrows raised and face tilted quizzically.

“I mean to say this little thing in here is somehow part of my plan, and there’s no way I would allow some bitch take it away from me.” Eva was in all smiles as she drew invisible circles on her tummy, surprising the ladies sitting with her.

“Oh my goodness! You mean the baby is still in there?” Aria gasped out while Delilah’s hand remained on her mouth with a surprised look on their faces.

“Now, you’re talking, baby girl.” Eva giggled in confirmation and sipped from her glass.

Aria and Delilah couldn’t control the surprise as they both went speechless.

“And you didn’t bother to inform us?” Aria finally said, still looking surprised.

“It was meant to be a surprise, so I don’t owe you any apology.”

“Just you wait and watch how I ruin Lillian Blake and have Don all to myself once again.”