His Bride: Being the mafia’s princess

“Good morning Mom.” Lillian gave Mrs. Helen a side hug, to which she reciprocated with a bright smile.

“Morning dear. I hope you had a wonderful night?” She asked after they disengaged.

“Yes mom. I slept like a princess.” Lillian settled herself on one of the dining chairs.

“Good morning dad.” She glanced at him still with the smile and he smiled back.

“Beautiful morning to you too, princess.”

They had a long and notable discussion yesterday which made Lillian understand why they do what they do to her up until this day.

She’s come to realize that they have all done what was best for her and the family, so no one else would get hurt, especially her.

Her father clarified that the reason they took her away from Los Angeles years back and got her married immediately she got back was all for a prophecy that was said on the day she was born.

At first, she found it ridiculous, but after he explained that if they didn’t do everything they’ve done, then the family would have totally been in ruins.

Still within a little doubt, she had asked how they got to make Don marry her and her dad explained that since he was acquainted with the family, they made him agree into marrying her.

Subconsciously, she heaved out a tiring sigh and didn’t even realize that her food had been served.

She just felt a little pissed off at herself, she couldn’t believe she had been misunderstanding her family for a long time now and even thought they had secretly despised her.

“Good morning family.” Fred announced his arrival in the dining room as he sat beside Lillian.

She jolted out of her thoughts and glanced at him.

“Good morning.” She uttered simultaneously with her parents.

“How was your night, little sister?” Fred asked with a bright smile.

“It was fine, and yours?”

“Super cool.”

Fred was looking excited. He had come home last night to see Lillian in the house and heard she was no longer pissed with any of them.

“I see.” Lillian chuckled and dung into her dish without any hesitation.

“I was just about to ask you down for breakfast, but you came right in time.” Mrs. Helen said, referring to Fred, as she took her seat, beside her husband.

Fred only nodded and began to eat his food.

“You were fast asleep when I got back last night.” He started a conversation while munching on his food in delight.

Lillian realized he was talking to her and glanced at him. She took a sip of water before speaking out.

“Probably because you came home quite late. I didn’t sleep too early, you know. I waited for your arrival but slept off.” She pouted cutely.

Fred laughed at how innocent she looked at the moment but choked on his food instead and soon started coughing hard.

Lillian rushed to give him water, to which he sipped immediately. She patted him on the shoulder softly with a troubled look on her face as well as on her parents’.

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“Take it easy now.” Lillian mumbled, still rubbing on his back.

Shortly, he dropped the glass cup back on the table and smiled as he turned to her.

“I’m fine now. Thank you, everyone.” He chuckled once again but lightly this time.

“Uhh, thank goodness. You scared us all.” Lillian breathed out, resting back on her seat with her hands placed on her chest.

She glanced at her brother to see he was still staring at her while smiling.

“What is it, now?” She asked and raised a brow.

“I’m really so happy that you’re no longer mad at me and still care.” He blurted out, surprising everyone in the dining room.

“What are you saying right now? We all knew it was only a matter of time until I forgave you. After dad’s explanation, I understood everything, so we’re good now.” Lillian assured with a nod.

Fred couldn’t help but feel joyful and relieved as he engulfed her in a tight hug. This was a moment he had been wishing for, and there it was, happening right in front of him.

“Thank you.”

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“Father, you asked to see me.” Eva called Pablo’s attention, and he glanced at her then at his phone screen.

“It’s been twenty minutes since I asked for your presence.” He stated the obvious and she bowed her head.

“I’m sorry, father. I just decided to freshen up before I come down for breakfast.”

“And why do you need to freshen up first?” He furrowed his brows with his forehead wrinkled up in a frown as he stared intently at her.

“Well, I woke up on a bad side, so I thought taking my bath would cheer me up.” Eva gulped down nothing, her eyes remained fixed on the dining table.

Pablo didn’t say anything immediately as he continued to stare at her, making her so uncomfortable. She could not see his eyes, but she could feel it on her skin, those creepy eyes.

“Sit.” He finally said, and she did so instantly.

“Boss, he refused to come for breakfast.” A maid came to report with a bow.

Pablo scoffed out but didn’t say a word, which made the maid remain in her position. She would go nowhere until he asked her.

Eva’s eyebrows arched confused as she stared between her father, who was looking a little pissed and the maid who stood obediently beside him.

Who was the maid talking about? Was there a guest she didn’t know of?

Still without a word, Pablo uncovered his dish and started to eat. He paused when he observed Eva didn’t move an inch on her seat.

“Why aren’t you eating?”

“Oh, nothing.” She shook her head and uncovered her plate.

As soon as she did this, she rose to her feet and hit the maid’s cheek hard, shocking everyone in the dining room, including her father.

“What the hell is this?” She yelled out.

“What, ma’am?” The maid stuttered as she held her cheek.

She breathes out shakily and a tear rolled down her cheek.

“This. Who the hell prepared this? How dare you make such a disgusting meal?” Eva ranted out as she pointed to her plate.

“I wasn’t…….”

“But those are your favorites.” Pablo cut in while staring keenly at her.

She heaved out and placed her left hand on her waist.

Her father was definitely right, chopped salad definitely was her favorite but seeing it right now made her so irritated.

“Leave my daughter and me.” Pablo ordered the maid, and she didn’t hesitate to scurry out the place in tears.

“What was that about?” He said as soon as the maid left.

“Father…..” Eva trailed off when she couldn’t find the right words to say.

“You know, you have been acting quite strange ever since you got back, that with every action you take, I become suspicious of you.”

“I brought you up from since you were a child, and I know you more than anyone else. I can read your every move.” He concluded with a grin which looked rather mischievous.

“It’s not what you think, father. I swear, it’s not, I just ….” Eva stuttered aimlessly while trying to defend herself but was interrupted by Pablo Escobar.

“If you ever think of turning against me, I won’t hesitate to end you just the same way I made you.” He uttered with an evil grin, making Eva shudder in fear on her stand as well as looking totally speechless.