Legally Bound To The Mafia Boss

Ariel walked into the house and immediately knew something was wrong, okay, she has felt the difference for a couple of days now even going to weeks but this hits different, she realized she hasn’t really seen her parents since they last fought two weeks ago, even though they had different times and barely saw each other before, this was much more different because before she could still catch a glimpse of them in passing but she hasn’t seen neither her dad nor her mom since she told them she didn’t want to have anything to do with them.

“You are just being paranoid, she said as she walked off towards their room and opened the door, the room was left unkempt, it was a usual sight in her parent’s room so that wasn’t the problem, she got in and felt something was odd about how scattered the room was like they packed.

“You are just tired, you need to rest,”

She told herself as she got out of the room, went to her room, and lay on the bed, she was so exhausted from working throughout the night, if she didn’t need the money so much, she would have just dropped the job, it was so stressful and she barely had time to rest, but she didn’t have a choice, she needed the money too much to complain about stress, like it or not, she still had a huge debt to pay because her dad used her name, she honestly tried not to think about how huge the money was that she needs to pay but sometimes when she was alone like this, she thinks about it and she ends up crying herself to sleep, there was no joy in her life and there was no faking it, even trying to stay positive wasn’t helping her either, she closed her eyes and let the thoughts just rotate round her head while the tears came streaming down her eyes, wetting her pillows…© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

She was woken by a loud bang on the door and wondered who it was that was disturbing her sleep, it couldn’t be her parents because they would have a key, except they lost it which was nearly impossible, still, she got off the bed and headed sluggishly for the door, she could barely get her eyes open as it was heavy from crying, she should have known better than to fall asleep while crying.

“What do you*”

She stopped talking halfway when she saw who it was that was banging at her door, wasn’t the person she was expecting, she wasn’t expecting anyone in the first place but this wasn’t it either, why the fuck was Luciano at their house again, but then again, they were indebted to him which would be the reason why but that didn’t stop her from asking.

“What do you want?”

She asked regretting her decision to come open the door, she knew she would look like hell right now.

“What do you think I am doing here? You owe me remember?”

He answered pushing her out of the way and entering the house without permission, the man was impossible and she was so not in the mood to deal with him right now.

“First of all, we need to correct something, I don’t owe you nothing, we never had a business dealing, at least non that I know of, plus you don’t just walk into other people’s homes like that, uninvited, it is disrespectful,”

She said fixing her hair with her hands, she gave up on that when she thought of the use of it, not like she was trying to impress Luciano so why was she trying to cater to his unknown needs?

“Well, as far as I know, you owe me, and to make it worse, this house ain’t even yours anymore,”

He said sitting down, the man was mannerless.

“Can you stand up? I never asked you to seat neither did I invite you in, I will call the cops on you if you don’t leave now,”

She threatened even though she knew she could never get him arrested, that would never work in her favor because of just how influential his family is, bet she would probably end up being arrested instead of him.

“You are quite a handful aren’t you? You talk back a lot too, that’s so un-ladylike and it is not attractive at all, ladies listen and not talk back, did your parents not teach you well how to behave?”

He asked, Arielle, let out a disgusted breath, she never expects much from men and it gets worse every time she has to interact with one.

“I am sorry, but my parents do not need to teach me that, and yes, I don’t want to be ladylike when all that can get for me is it being pleasing to your eyes,”

Arielle responded as calmly as she could muster.

“They should have done better, then we won’t have you be so mannerless, I can’t deal with a woman who doesn’t know her place, you should know where you stand, talk when you are asked to, and shit the fuck up when you should,”

He let out. it was offensive what he said but she decided if she wanted him gone sooner then she shouldn’t just give him any more answers, it was pointless talking to someone raised the way he was, she already knew he would never respect her or any woman, that’s the way the men around here are taught and she couldn’t change that.

“Why is it so hot in here? Can you turn on the air conditioner or fan?”

He asked, changing the topic after a long pause, she almost laughed out at his audacity, coming to her house and requesting air conditioners. Well, he was in for a treat because ain’t no way she was going to turn on the air conditioner when it increases her electricity bills.

“Sorry, if you feel uncomfortable you can leave, you are not welcome here in the first place, I don’t even know why you are here,”

She said, he stood up and stood in front of her and she had to take a couple of steps back, he didn’t let her go far, held onto her hand, preventing her movement. He towered over her, as she tried to free herself but his grip was too strong for her, she looked up at him, bad idea, his eyes, they scared and fascinated her at the same time, she looked away after a few seconds but those seconds was enough to mark her, the man was scary, scary handsome too, like scary not in a hideous way, heck he was the most handsome man she has ever seen, not a single photos the tabloid had of him did justice to his face, not one, she struggled to get the image of those eyes away from her memory.

“Why? Don’t piss me off, I am only trying to be nice, trust me I am not a good person.”

He said pinning her to the wall, she struggled to free herself, one thing she has never assumed is him being a nice person when the times she has seen him in person, he has been nothing but a big bully.

“You little bitch, you talk too much,”

He said his voice resounding and sending a shiver down her body, she hated how he made her feel so small.

“Let me go,”

She let out, she hated how weak she sounded too, he seem to be pleased by her talking as his grip reduced even though he didn’t let go.

“Now that’s how a woman talks, in a low tiny pleading voice, you should know who the boss is,”

He said finally letting go, she quickly walked away from him, trying to get herself back, he had such an intimidating presence that it took a couple of minutes to get herself back, she hated him so much.

“Get out of my house!”

She yelled with all the courage she could muster, which got him laughing, she hated his laughter, hated that she was close to tears.

“You are stuck with me, and you should try harder, that’s not the voice of someone who wants to sound commanding, you sound more like a scared rat,”

He said in an insulting voice, she tried not to let his words get to her, that was what he wanted, to offend her but if she doesn’t let him get his way, then he might leave her alone.

“Leave my house,”

She said again, this time she sounded bolder to herself.

“Excuse you, that can’t happen, especially not when you ask, you don’t have a say because both you and this house belong to me now,”

He said in a casual voice sitting back down and crossing his leg, it took a couple of seconds for what he said to register in her brain.

“What did you just say?”

Arielle asked hoping to God that she heard him wrong.

“I just said, you are mine, sold and bought, money paid in full, you, the house and everything around it, paid for in full,”

He said so confidently, Arielle could barely understand what he was saying, ain’t no way he was insinuating that he bought her, that’s totally impossible, or maybe not.