Married to the Mafia Boss

Sofia

After Dominic storms off and I finish my food, I wander around the house again. I’m bored. I should ask Dominic for a phone so that I can contact my family.

I make a mental note to speak to him once he calms himself down. Jesus, living with him is going to be unbearable.

I explore the rooms upstairs and find one with a study and a laptop. Curious, I boot up the computer to find it’s just a standard laptop with nothing installed. It must be brand new. There’s no login, so I’m able to get on and access the Internet.NôvelDrama.Org is the owner.

I immediately browse my art school’s website and look at its courses. I’ve already sent in my application and been sent my student login details, but now I need to register for my classes. I also have to update my residential details in case they want to post information to me, though who uses post in this day and age, I don’t know. That’s what email is for.

I start to complete all the information, and I’ve just finished updating my address when I hear someone open the front door and call, “Hello?”

Frightened, I sneak out of the study and peek over the landing railing. Two women stand there, one older and one younger. The older one looks around curiously. “I think her name is Sofia.”

“It is Sofia, Mama,” the younger woman says before calling, “Sofia? Are you here?”

I take a deep breath and step to where they can see me. “Hello?”

“Oh, hi,” the younger woman says. “I’m Arianna, and this is my mother, Helena. My brother Alessandro thought you might get bored being here all day by yourself, so we’ve come to take you shopping and to lunch.”

I swallow hard. I don’t know if I should trust them. I move down the stairs, and as I approach Arianna, I see Dominic’s features on her face, and she has the same eyes. “Is it safe to do that?”

“We have our own guards,” Helena smiles. “Would you like to join us?”

I blush, realizing I’m not dressed to go out. “Maybe I should change first.”

“We’ll wait,” Arianna says with a grin. “We’ll be in the living room once you’re ready.”

I hurry up the stairs and into my room. I quickly throw on a pair of jeans, a tube top, and my sneakers. I grab my handbag and head downstairs. I don’t know if my father has put any money in my account, but there should be some left.

I go to the living room, where the women chat quietly in what I assume is Italian. “I’m ready.”

“Great,” Arianna helps her mother up, and they lead me outside to a car with tinted windows. I’m hesitant to follow them, and Arianna seems to notice. She smiles and takes out her phone. “Here, I’ll phone Dominic so you can get his clearance.”

She holds the phone to her ear, and once he answers, she says, “Hello, Dom. Sofia is a bit nervous about going out with us.”

He says something that makes Arianna pull a face. “I don’t care. Just reassure her so we can go have fun.”

She hands me the phone, and I press it to my ear. “Hello?”

“Just go with them, it’s fine. The guards will keep you safe,” he says. “I have to get back to work.” A man screams in the background, and the phone goes dead. It was definitely Dominic.

I hand Arianna her phone back with a small smile. “This is very kind of you, thank you.”

“No stress at all. If you have to stay with my asshole of a condescending brother, then the least I can do is take you out.”

We climb into the back of the car. It’s more spacious than I thought, with two sets of seats facing each other. I sit opposite Helena, but Arianna sits next to me.

“I admire your defiance,” I say with a smile. “Your brother can be a bit of an asshole. I hope you don’t mind me saying so,” I say.

“Not at all,” Arianna smiles at me brightly. “We’ll train him, though, don’t worry.”

We sit in a comfortable silence as we join traffic, driving through the city with ease. I can’t remember the last time I did something fun like shopping. It feels like I’ve been a prisoner for months, not days. I turn to Arianna.

“Thank you so much for thinking of me. I didn’t even think I could leave the house.” I blush slightly.

“You’re not a prisoner,” Arianna says with a look of shock, “You’re welcome to go where you please. You just need protection when you do.”

“It’s been a rough few days, I know,” Helena says softly. “But you’ll get used to it soon enough.”

We arrive at Fifth Avenue and get out, the guards staying close.

We spend the whole day shopping, and the Sorvino women won’t let me spend a dime of my own money. They insist on buying me clothes, jewelry, and perfumes. We have lunch nearby, and we laugh as we eat. I tell them about how grumpy Dominic gets and how frustrating he is, and Arianna is not surprised. He’s been that way since he was a child.

We sip on large glasses of red wine and settle down for a moment, letting our food digest.

“You look like you’re enjoying yourself,” Arianna smiles. “Maybe you just need to unwind some more. My family owns a club here in New York called La Club. You should come out tonight with us. We’re going in a group to get absolutely wasted.”

“It’s not ladylike to get wasted, Arianna,” Helena chides her daughter, but Arianna doesn’t seem to notice.

I blush. “You’ve done so much already for me. I feel so spoiled.”

“Come, we’ll talk to Dominic when we get back to the house and let him bring you. He also needs to unwind and believe it or not. He can be fun.”

I snort. “No way. I don’t believe it.”

“Then I’ll have to show you,” Arianna says as she calls for the bill. “He should be home by now, and he’ll never say no to me.”

“Because you’re impossible like your father,” Helena smirks.

Arianna pays the bill, and we go back to the car with our shopping. The guards help us pack it all away while two of them stand watch. Soon we’re driving back to the estate.

True to her word, Dominic’s car is parked outside the house, and he is in the living room when we come in. I dump my shopping in the entrance hall, for now, I’ll take it up later. I follow Arianna into the living room.

“Dom,” she says, grinning brightly and kissing both his cheeks.

“What do you want?” he asks immediately. “You’re only this sweet when you want something.”

“You’re coming out with us tonight,” Arianna says. She shushes him as he protests. “You’re bringing Sofia to La Club, and we’re all going to have a ball.”

Dominic rolls his eyes. “I’m not in the mood.”

“Too bad. You’re coming, and you’re drinking with me, or who knows what mischief I’ll get up to.” It almost sounds like a threat.

Dominic shakes his head. “Fine, I’ll bring Sofia to La Club, but I’m not promising I will drink.”

Arianna grins. “You will.”

She turns and hugs me. “See you in a few hours. Eat something hearty because we drink a lot.”

I smile. “I’ll be ready.”