Forced To Marry The Devil In A Suit

1. Breaking The News

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                 ~~ Katerina's P.O.V~~

"Here you go, Andrei, one tall double white mocha with a double splash of powdered sugar. That's a hundred forty plus my tip." Andrei flashes his brod smile my way, reaching into his pocket for the money and sliding it across the marble counter."You and Alexei drive a hard bargain, but the product is worth it for sure. Keep the change, and I'll see you in a few days." I can't fight my smirk from forming on my face."You move fast, but remember not to attract attention, so next time, maybe don't show up in a Bugatti wearing a hoodie and saggy pants. You're a buisness man, Andrei, dress like one, huh?" His smile falters for a second before its plastered back onto his face."I'll keep that in mind." His hand wraps around the cup, snatching it off the counter before walking back out to his car.  You know, if he had just a tad more brain shaking around in there, I'd probably hook up with Andrei. He's not bad looking. His dirty blonde hair makes his blue eyes so much brighter, and that smile is something girls fall to their knees for, but like I said.. He's missing a little bit up top.

The front bell catches my attention snapping me out of my thoughts, my gaze slowly creeps up from the floor following the sound until it lands on my uncle Alexei  "Dyadya, chto privelo vas segodnya v moy kabinet?" (Uncle, what brings you into my office today?) My uncle is a man of surprise and to see him here, let's just say it's never good to see Uncle Alexei here so to ease whatever I have coming I always greet him in Russian since he insists on me using it even though we live in Miami where Noone but our family speeks Russian. "Ah, there's my printsessa" (Princess), he beams coming my way. "I have some buisness to discuss with you so I've come to invite you to dinner Katerina" of course buisness as always, should've guessed since he's wearing his blue suit. It's the suit he loves breaking bad news in. He says he looks scarier in it or some shit like that. Of course, it's not the fact that he's 256 pounds of pure muscle and tattoos with a viking Mohawk and piercing green eyes that cut through everyone's soul with a scowl. No, that would be insane.

"We can discuss it now." His gaze falls on mine with the feeling of a thousand knives piercing into me. " No, We can discuss it over dinner and dress like the printsessa of this Bratava instead of a coffee house employee." A sinking feeling hits my stomach."You never ask me to dress nice unless I'm meeting a business partner or going to a party, so what's going on?" He sighs, rolling his eyes before locking the front door and taking a seat at a table."I'll tell you basics for tonight." My eyebrow raises in curiosity,"so not a dinner as a family but as business partners?" His eyebrows furrow with a small nod "its a meeting with a potential alie and that means you'll need to meet him too, we've already spoken about a deal and tonight it'll be finalized." Alies? Why do we need more alies, and why would I have to  meet this one when I was never required to meet any of the others? " Why am I going to meet them?" I ask, taking a seat across from him, crossing my arms over my chest.

"He's head of the Italian Mafia so he can provide numbers, and with this alie, we get access to better supply for the coffee shop, so behave tonight, Katerina." So drugs.. it's always about the drugs and who has the best Coke and Pot supply on the south side?... The fucking Italians, but I never thought they'd actually come to an agreement with us especially after the War that happened when my parents were still around. "I guess, but I want a larger cut if this actually works out." The sly smile that spreads across Uncle Alexei's face makes my stomach twist with a sickness that I can't put my finger on. "That, my sweet printsessa is up to you." My eyebrows furrow with confusion, what the fuck does that mean? 

After closing up the coffee shop, I drove home with my uncles words replaying in the head. What did he mean it was up to me? Why do I have to meet this guy?  I let out a deep sigh, gripping the sides of the bathroom counter while holding my gaze in the mirror. My soft brown curly locks fall around my face, my soft make-up makes my lips look plump, and my cheek bones look flushed, but I think it's more nerves than makeup. My red pencil dress hugs my curves perfectly making my ass poke out more than usual. My bright red lips bring out the brown specks in my green eyes, and if I'm being honest, my goal is to make this alliance happen, so maybe a little flirting could take us a long way.

I guess this is what the printsessa of the bratava acts like. I take a deep breath taking in my appearance one last time before finally pulling on the gold necklace my mama gave me the night before she died, it still fits perfectly but I always have a hard time closing it. Once I manage to get it closed, I slide my feet into my black high heels and head down to the living room where my uncle's right hand man and my body guard Dimitry is waiting. I've had Dmitry by my side for years. In fact, we grew up together, so even though he's four years older, it tends to feel the other way around. "Katerina, you look beautiful." He says, flashing his award winning smile at me, making my cheeks run warm.

I may have forgotten to mention that I've had a small thing for Dimitry since I was fifteen and saw him walk out of our bathroom in just a towel. His black suits never do his chisled body any justice at all. "Thank you Dimitry, you think I can get an alliance in this outfit?" His gaze glides across my body, setting my blood on fire."You could make anything happen, Printsessa, but I have to say the outfit could kill on its own." He says in a low whisper, making  my heart flutter against my chest when his emerald eyes fall on mine." Dimitry, always the sweet talker" My breathing finally slows until he steps closer to me. "we should go before I do something that'll get me killed, Katerina." My name slides off his tongue like silk, and the image of him moaning my name makes its way into my head, making it hard to look him in the eyes. "Okay, time to get this shit over with." I murmur, walking into the dining room side by side only to find my uncle on his fourth glass of jack waiting for all his guests to arrive.

"Ah Katerina, you look perfect." His sick smile returns to his face, and suddenly, I don't feel the warmth of family coming from him.

"Sir, your guests have arrived." Maggie, our head maid, announces with a smile. "Bring them in Maggie. It's time for our dinner to begin." Uncle Alexei says, downing the rest of his scotch. "Yes, sir." She whispers with a hint of fear in her eyes. When she returns, a  man in his late twenties is following close behind, and behind him is who I assume is his right hand. "Alessandro, it's good to see you." Uncle Alexei smiles while standing to shake the man named Alessandro's hand. Wow.. he's actually handsome, even with the scowl on his face.. his tall body is full, and the suit is definitely hiding something defiant under there. His Hazel eyes begin scanning the room until they land on me, making my breath hitch in my throat. The ends of his lips twitch with ammusment at my bodies reaction to him, I don't know if that makes me want to punch him in the face or get on my knees.

I quickly shake my thoughts out of my head, reminding myself that he's here to make an alliance.. he's killed a lot of Russians, maybe even family or friends. "Katerina, come." My uncle calls and I'm to my feet making my way over to him and Alessandro who hasn't taken his eyes off me "Katerina, this is Alessandro Morettie, head of the Italian Mafia and your new fiance."

My hand is already out to be shaken, and of course he doesn't miss a beat, Alessandro takes my hand, scorching my skin with his touch, only making the shock of the situation that much worse. "Nice to meet you, Katerina."

A/N: Happy spring break and early St. Patty's day 🍀 I hope you all enjoyed the first chapter of my new book. I'm going to try to keep up with a chapter a week. Let's see how this goes 🖤 see you next week.

~Ms. Kitty