His Bride: Being the mafia’s princess

The look in his eyes was looking rather scary to Lillian, and she wondered immensely who he was.

He didn’t reply to her when she asked, so she tried to think back to all the faces she had seen in her entire life, but his didn’t ring a bell. His last statement also increased her curiosity, leaving her to continue wondering who he was.

‘Could he be a close family to Mark?’ She thought in her head, but her mind countered it. If he was truly a family member of Mark, then what would he want with her?

Not like any of them knew her, neither did she know any of them.

Just as if Pablo had just gotten out of a trance, the look on his face became cold with a glint of hatred in his eyes.

Lillian noticed this and decided to change her question, “What do you want with me? I don’t recall ever meeting you before.”

“Of course you won’t because the last time we met was when you were in your mother’s womb.”

“Excuse me?”

“You don’t know who I am, but your parents are very familiar with me. In fact, we were alliances, and a very close one at that.”

Lillian was now looking more confused, that she almost forgot she was supposed to be scared of this man.

He sucked in his breath and shook his head, “Too bad, I’m the only one with so much information about you. Your parents did quite a great job in hiding me away from you, but I guess we were both fated to meet anyway.” A smug smile crawled on his face by the time he finished.Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

All he had just said sounded like gibberish to Lillian because she barely understood a thing, and it was readable through her facial expression. This didn’t stop Pablo as he continued.

“I’ll give you the opportunity to guess who I am.” He tilted his head to the side.

“You don’t look anything like Mark, so I demand to know who you truly are and what you’re blabbing about.” Lillian didn’t talk because he asked, but because she felt the need to air out her confusion.

“Thank goodness, you know I ain’t related to that foolish ex-lover of yours.” He scoffed out, then shot a glance at one of the guards behind him, “Put a call through to Jeffrey Blake.” He added, still gazing intently at Lillian.

He was observing her body movements, and he loved what he saw when he mentioned that name. He couldn’t wait to crush the glint of hope in her eyes.

Soon, the call began to ring out because the guard had placed it on speaker. The first and second rang to the end with no one answering it from the other end.

Pablo didn’t feel disappointed, rather, he urged the boy to continue calling. He expected this to happen as he purposely used a new number.

After what seemed like ages, the call finally stopped ringing and the voice that was heard almost threw Lillian off the ground. She could definitely recognize that voice from anywhere. But, what connection does he have with this man? Or could it be…?

No! She countered against the thought in her mind.

“Hello?” Jeffrey called out again when he didn’t hear a word.

He didn’t know who called, but as a businessman, he needed to answer it.

“Honey, I’ll just go upstairs and freshen up, you can join me when you’re done.” That was Mrs. Blake’s voice from the background.

As soon as that voice came up, Pablo grabbed the phone from his guard with a look that reflected his true self-a dangerous man.

“Alright dear.” Mr. Jeffrey replied before speaking into the phone again, “Hello! If you don’t speak up, then I’ll…”

Pablo cut him off before he could finish, “Jeffrey, it’s been a long time, hasn’t it?” He spoke out with a smile that barely reached his eyes.

There was a long pause from both ends as Jeffrey tried to register the voice he just heard. While Pablo was waiting to hear his reply. Obviously, he knew Jeffrey would be shocked once he heard his voice.

“Who am I speaking with?” Mr. Jeffrey finally said something, at the same time, he wished the voice didn’t belong to whom he thought it was.

“It’s been years already, but don’t you think it’s totally unfair when you pretend not to know me?” The smile was slowly leaving Pablo’s face.

There was silence again, this time Pablo broke it quickly enough.

“Just so you know, I already have that which you’ve been hiding from me for over 20 years now.” His face curled up into an evil grin.

“Say hello to daddy.” He added, turning his gaze to stare directly at Lillian, who in turn gazed back at him, before slowly diverting her gaze to the phone in his hands.

“Lillian?” Mr. Jeffrey called out in a shaking voice.

“Dad?” Lillian called back, her fears rushing back into her. She observed her father seemed scared already, so why wouldn’t she feel the same?

“Hahaha” Pablo busted into hysterical laughter as he observed the father’s and daughter’s tone in pleasure.

It seemed to him that Lillian was already getting the situation, exactly what he wanted her to know.

“Do not dare lay your filthy hands on my daughter!” Jeffrey screamed in anger from the phone, suddenly putting a stop to the peace evading laughter.

“Else you do what, Jeffrey? I have the upper hand now, so I make the threats.”

“How did you get my daughter? I made sure to protect her from all your evil intentions.”

“By sending her out of the country? Then marrying her off to a powerful drug lord as soon as she got back?” Pablo paused with laughter that made him look like a total maniac before his expression returned to a cold one.

Then he continued, “Honestly, I was a little scared and furious at myself when I found out about her marriage, but then, when I set my mind on something, I don’t go back on it. I believe you still remember this, my dear friend.”

“And you should have also been watchful of the people around her, it made my work much easier when you ignored that part.” Pablo finished his statement with a sly smile.

“How long have you been around her?”

“Not just her, Jeffrey but your whole family and even your company. I thought you would see the signals when your company almost went bankrupt but….” Pablo hissed and shook his head.

“Fuck you, Pablo! You’d better not touch a hair on her head because you’ll totally regret it.” Jeffrey fired, sounding more angry than earlier. But it was a wrong move from his side as that only made Pablo burst in anger by marching towards Lillian and grabbing her by the hair.

“I already did.” He smiled through gritted teeth while Lillian screamed out in pain, “Let me go.”

“Pablo!” Jeffrey badly wished he was there to save his daughter.

“Twenty six years ago, I also felt similar pain when you married the woman I have ever loved, so I don’t see why I shouldn’t cause her pain. After all, whatever pain I cause her affects you too…” Pablo finally released his hold on Lillian’s hair as he adjusted away from her.

Lillian was already feeling too weak, but after this, she felt her body could no longer hold it. She held the bed’s headboard for support and glanced at the man, who also glanced back at her with hatred in his eyes.

“I promised to pay you back, so you just wait and see what happens next.” With this, he hung up and powered off the phone immediately.

“How are you related to my family?” Lillian voiced out in a weak tone.

She had come to understand he was a bad seed to her family and was the reason she had been deprived of so many things in the past, but she still wanted to hear directly from him.

“I was once a family friend, Lillian Blake.” He replied in simple words.

Meanwhile, at the other side of the door was Eva, eavesdropping, and she became shocked when she heard the name of the person she’d never thought to hear around there.

Was Lillian really in the room with her father? But how and why?

After standing for a while there, she’d come to figure out that Lillian was held captive there but still couldn’t understand why.

“What is really happening?” She asked herself as she moved away from the area when she could no longer hear any word from them.

First, she saw a maid whom she was certain worked in Don’s mansion, leaving the house earlier and now, Lillian was in the same room with her father.