His Bride: Being the mafia’s princess

Lillian opened her eyes slowly to the rays of the sun as a smile appeared on her face. She stretched out a little on the bed before trying to go back to sleep.

Last night was so good for her, staying in the same place with Don, and he didn’t act grumpy towards her, it made her smile even more.

Even though, they just had a few chat, standing by his side alone still meant something to her.

Her eyes opened again, and she sucked in her breath, rising from the bed. She rested on the headboard, hugging the pillow to her chest, still with the smiling face.Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.

There was a knock on the door, diverting her attention, and she glanced at it. The knock came again, and this time, she crawled out of the bed.

“Hold on, I’m coming.” She blurted when the knock came yet again.

She got to the door, twisted it open, and a sigh left her when she saw a maid. The maid bowed as she saw her.

“Good morning ma’am. Breakfast is ready.”

“Okay, I will be down in a few minutes.”

The maid nodded and turned to go.

“Umm, wait.” Lillian called back, and she swirled round to face her.

“Is there anyone at the table?” She inquired with a quizzical look.

“Err, yeah, Ma’am, Eva.” The maid replied instantly.

“Just her?” Lillian tilted her head to ask, and the maid just gave a slight nod in reply.

“Oh!” She muttered lowly as her expression fell.

“Then please, bring my breakfast over here. I’ll like to have it in my room.” She twitched her lips to both left and right.

“Okay, ma’am, I will do that right away.” The maid was hesitant before turning to walk away.

Lillian heaved a low sigh and made to walk back into her room, but she halted when she saw someone. The person she has been expecting since last night.

She rushed towards her instantly.

“Bella?” She called out softly and engulfed her in a tight, comforting hug.

“Lillian.” Bella called back in return.

Her voice sounded almost inaudible, but that was the least of Lillian’s worry at the moment.

“How is he doing?” She asked, disengaging from the hug.

“The doctor was able to stabilize him after a quick surgery to remove the bullet. Though his situation was critical at first because the bullets were shot close to his heart, but he is doing well now.” Bella explained and nodded at the end of her statement.

“Were you able to talk to him?”

“Yeah, before the surgery, but he was in slumber when I left, but I plan to go back there later and hopefully, he would be up by then.”

“Oh my gosh! Who the hell did he offend that tried to kill him?” Lillian was frustrated as her hand ran through her head, luckily her hair was still in a net.

“The bullets weren’t for him but were meant for Don.” Bella was staring into thin air, and it brought confusion to Lillian’s face.

“Hold on a minute, the bullets were meant for Don instead?” She repeated in a question, squinting her eyes further.

“Yeah, but apparently, Rex figured out the target quick enough to take the shot for my brother.” Bella replied, her face was void of emotions, but one thing was evident in her eyes, and that was anger.

“But who the hell wants Don dead?” Lillian asked and turned her back against Bella.

“My brother has so many enemies, so it is only normal that someone wants him dead, but just this time, they will pay dearly.” Bella replied, and that was when Lillian turned back to face her.

“Do you have a hint on whom it could be? I mean, we should report this to the cops.”

“We don’t know who it is yet and there’s no point in reporting to the cops, we’ll take care of it our own way.”

“I want to go freshen up now, I will talk to you later.” Bella added and left to her room.

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Silence ensued in the whole place, with just glances exchanged from different directions and clicks of glass cups on the huge glass table in the middle of the room.

“Why did you call this meeting, Don?” Sir Antonio asked, dropping his glass cup on the table.

There was a little silence in the room as Don didn’t say a word immediately.

“Someone tried to kill me and……” He was interrupted by Brandon, who had a taunting smirk on his face.

“That’s supposed to be your business. Stop being incompetent and learn to handle matters like this yourself.”

“It would be better for the both of us if you don’t interfere.” Don folded his knuckle tight to a fist under the table.

“I’m a part of this meeting, so I have every right to interfere.”

“I think that’s enough for the both of you.” Sir Antonio butts in, staring from Brandon to Don.

“Now isn’t the time for the both of you to argue.” He added and rested back on his seat.

“If he didn’t disturb my peace so early in the morning, then this wouldn’t be happening. He should fucking do what he has to do without disturbing anyone.” Brandon yelled the last part.

“Bastard!” Don growled as he brought out a gun and pointed it towards him.

“Don!” Sir Antonio reprimanded immediately.

He didn’t budge, and it got everyone wondering whether he would shoot the gun or not.

“You aren’t the only one affected by this, my party was also ruined even before it began.”

“So, don’t make any mistakes right now and put that gun back in your pants.” Sir Antonio continued.

“Yeah, listen to the boss and don’t do what you might regret.” Brandon uttered quietly from his seat.

He was thrown off his seat and it was so obvious that he was scared.

“How am I sure he isn’t the mastermind behind that attack?” Don asked in between gritted teeth as he stared intensely at Brandon.

“Huh? Why would I do that? Why would you even think that I want to kill you when I clearly know the rules?” Brandon denied immediately, his eyes widened a little.

“Because I don’t trust you.” Don cocked the gun, alerting everyone in the room.

“Donald Dean, I order you to drop the damn gun right this moment.” Sir Antonio couldn’t complete his statement as he began to cough really hard from his seat, diverting everyone’s attention to him except for Don and Brandon, who didn’t dare to stand due to fear.

Don glanced at them for a split of a second before stomping out of the room. Klaus rushed after him and blocked his path right before he got outside the building.

“Man, you already know who Brandon was by now, you shouldn’t let the little things he says get to you.”

“He should know his limits.” With this, Don didn’t hesitate to walk past him.

“Give me tabs on Brandon’s recent and next movements.” He ordered Draco, who was standing with the car door widely opened.

“Alright boss.” Draco nodded, and he entered the back seat, after which Draco closed it back. He walked to the driver’s seat and turned on the ignition, driving out of the place in the next minute.