His Mafia Bride

CRYSTAL

My hands flailed around on the bed, wandering aimlessly as I slowly drew in deep breaths to calm my stormy nerves that were causing wreckage in my mind.

After Maya informed me that Leonardo would be the one to serve me breakfast, I had all the hairs in my body standing so rigid.

The more I thought of seeing Leonardo again, the more it sent shivers like cold slithers down my spine even though I was having a hot shower.

It gave me frightening goosebumps and I had to remind myself to breathe every now and then.

I stared at the white intricate design ceiling of my room with my heart beating so erratic and my palms becoming sweaty.

Leonardo had succeeded in making me always shudder by just the very mention of his name. I had never been so terrified of anyone the way I was of Leonardo.

He was heartless and selfish, not caring who he hurt as long as he got his way.

I hadn’t been here for up to a year yet his attitude towards me was nothing to write home about. I truly wondered how his workers and most importantly Maya handled his domineering attitude.

I wonder when I will finally get my freedom. I yearn to see the day Leonardo will finally set me free. I’ll go far away from this mansion and most importantly from him.

A rapid knock on the door cut through my soliloquy and I glanced at the door, knowing fully well who it was.

Dark, long raven locks dangling across his nape with steel cold blue eyes, colder than glaciers, met with my mortified eyes.

Dressed in navy blue track pants and a white hoodie, Leonardo stepped inside, a tray of food in his hands.

I had longing eyes as I took in his appearance. This was the first time I was seeing Leonardo dressed so casually.

He seldom dressed this way and was always on suits, ties and black tuxedos.

He approached my bed and placed the tray of food on the vanity table, his eyes locked with mine as we gazed at each other.

He jutted with his chin for me to shift for him on the bed. Not wanting to invoke his wrath, I did as I was told and moved myself giving him a measurable amount of space in the bed.

He picked up the tray and sat next to me. His eyes scanned my trepadised state and he closed in the distance between us in the bed by shifting even closer towards me, placing the tray on his thighs.

I gulped and swollowed my nerves, trying to stop the jitters from spreading in my body.

“Good morning Crystal. How are you feeling now?”He softly asked with concern written over his face.

God. That freaking nice tone again!

What was he trying to prove to me? That he cared for me or what?

I felt my blood boil and the temperature in the room seem to rise with my nerves.

I blinked in an instant in a bid to calm myself down and I gave a nervous smile. “I feel ok”I replied abruptly.

He gave me quizzical brows. “Are you sure?”

I ignored his question and my eyes scrutinised the tray of food he he had on his thighs. It was heavily packed lik yesterday’s.

Chicken, pancakes, cheese, bacon, sausages, eggs and hot chocolate tea with it steam filling the entire room decorated the large spherical tray.

Ruthless he was but he sure did know how to present a breakfast in bed.

My eyes snapped to meet his and I immedately caught him staring at me with those blue eyes hooded in desire.

“Are all these for me?”I asked with a hiked brow.

He nodded in reply. “Yes eat up. The doctors will be here soon to administer your drugs ok”

He was acting so genuinely concerned. I felt like seriously slapping him hard across the face. What was the need for this farcade show of concern?

I suppressed my raging feelings to hit him hard across the face and focused my eyes on the food even yet I could still feel his hot gaze on me.

I stretched my hand about to grip on to the cutleries but his hand swiftly lifted the fork and knife. Catching me off guard, I stared a him in awe and watched him cut part of the pancakes and stuffing in into the fork.

My eyes trailed with his movements , watching him raise the fork up to meet my mouth.

“Take”he demanded.

I subconsciously parted my lips and took bites out of the pancakes stuffed in the fork.

“Eat it whole gattina” he commanded.

I hearken to his instructions and took the whole pancake from the fork.

“Good girl”he smirked.

Was this going to be a ritual for both of us now? Him always feeding me?

I would have been more calm if someone else was doing this but with Leonardo I can’t seem to calm my nerves.

It was saddening how even his supposed good sides got me scared to the bones.

I allowed Leonardo feed me in silence and didn’t utter any word.

At some point I began coughing when I almost choked on a bacon.

Leonardo quickly poured a glass of the chocolate tea and I sculled it down at once.

Wiping my lips with a tissue, he gave me doting stares.

“Are you ok?”he asked.

I pushed his hands away, having been fed up with his farcade care at this point.

“What do you want Leonardo?”I retorted back in reply.

Leonardo had his brows wrinkled at me. ” What do you mean Crystal?”

“Don’t dare act confused! What the hell do you want from me? Why are you suddenly acting so concerned towards me!? What do you stand to gain by acting up and having two face!?” I spat carelessly not caring the slightest about the repercussions of my words.

He leaned in closer to my ear making me shudder and I moved my face backwards a little.

“I am a lot of things but I am not two faced”he huskily replied, his hot breath fanning my ear and lingering on my neck.

I gasped. “You are definitely a lot of things. You are selfish, ruthless, wicked, rude, overbearing and dominating, always wanting things to go your own way. I hate you I swear. After taking everything away from me you want to start acting all concerned towards me? Drop the act Leonardo!”I persisted further, daring to raise my voice and taunting him.

Leonardo looked unfazed at my utterances. I stared at him, anger dancing in my eyes and my chest heaving continuously.

I suddenly hissed in pain and held on to the back of my head as I felt a sudden pang of pain throb.

“Crystal”Leonardo called out some what hyper, stretching out his hand to grasp hold of my chin.Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

I instinctively moved my chin away and shot him a hard glare.

“Fuck it” I heard Leonardo cursing under his breath.

Before I could even process what was going on, Leonardo pulled me closer to himself in sort of an embrace.

His spicy scent filled my nostrils and his body felt so warm. I felt so tiny as he hauled me against his chest.

“I care about you Crystal. That’s the truth. I am not being two faced”he silently whispered.

I felt tears pool around my eyes. I fought the urge to cry but my body betrayed me as a traitorous tear slipped down my cheeks, followed by another.

I am sure Leonardo must have felt the wet tear stains on his hoodie but he didn’t say a word about it or asked me why I was sobbing.

Probably he knew the reason.

This was strange. He didn’t hold on to me with an iron fist this time. It felt so tender. He was being so gentle like I was a fragile equipment that could break at any time.

Once again I felt myself relaxing in his hold.