The Mafia leader wants to take revenge for his old broken love through his son, the current Mafia King.
Ella is forced to marry the Mafia King, Luca. Eventually they fall in love and that's when Luca finds his wife's darkest secret.
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Luca's POV I got to my room and laid on the bed with my hands at the back. What did i tell Ella? Did I really mean it? She was pretty, kind and moreover a very nice person. I don't want her to get Hutt because of me. My own mother had to suffer a lot just because she was my father's wife. It became a fate as soon as you're married to a mafia family. Ella was not even from a mafia family. She didn't deserve any of this.
I've never loved any girl from my heart. I've dated girls for fun in school but I never believed in love. I think it's forced. I think my father is wrong. I can't support him in this. He can't take his revenge like this. He can't drag a poor girl into this.
I suddenly sat upright. What am I thinking? It's not like I have any choice. My father has power. And I won't fall in love that easily. Ella will play the role of my wife. Just that. That's it. We can be good friends. I think even she hopes for that.
I got out of the bed and went downstairs. Marco and Ella were sitting and watching something on the TV. "You guys ate?!" They looked back. "Yeah..long back" Marco replied. Ella just sat there , staring deep into my eyes. ~This gonna be hard not to fall in love with her. ~
Ella's POV Luca looked stressed. He went to the kitchen and ate a sandwich. He looked busy in his thoughts. The night went really fast. We were to have a lunch with just Luca's family tomorrow. They were gonna fix the wedding and things.
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The next morning was very silent. Marco had left for work after giving some papers to Luca. I was in my room getting ready.
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I got ready and went downstairs. Luca was in full black suit. Our eyes talked to each other for some time. "Let's.....go?!" He asked. "Sure" I said giving him an assured smile. We got into his car. He was talking during the drive, which was quiet unusual. But I liked this Luca. At times he did give tensed glances. I looked a lil worried.
"Luca?" "Mm" "Are you ok?" I asked , genuinely concerned. He looked over to me, still driving. "Why did you ask?" He asked. "Well....you looked like.." I replied kind of finding answer to myself on why I cared. I looked outside the window, lost in thoughts. Well I guess even Luca was... cause he didn't say anything much.
We reached the hotel. It was such a beautiful place. There were only a few people. We got in to find Luca's dad and mom sitting there, having conversation with each other. Luca's mom, Diana looked happy seeing Luca. Marcus still had that grumpy, evil face.
"Aaah, look who it is..Mr and Mrs Santino Luca" He said with a weird ass laugh. It was getting on my nerves. Luca looked at me before sitting down. He was looking at the table. Diana gave a soft smile, which i returned . She looked like a nice person , just the opposite of Marcus.
"So, the marriage will be day after tomorrow " I had my mouth slightly open. I saw Luca tightening his hold on his fist. "There'll be a lot of VIPs, do behave", he looked over to me. Marcus left the table to attend a call. Luca looked at his mom. "Luca, are you alright?" She asked. "Why do you care anyways. You couldn't do anything , could you. You just exist. His puppet. " Luca roared ... silently but with so much anger. I kept my hand on his hands.
Luca looked back at his mom with tears in his eyes. "Mom I can't. I can't let her go through his torture. I think I love her" , a tears fell from his eye. I looked taken aback. What?. What's happening. "Ella, got sit in the car" "But-" "PLEASE" .. I got up and went out.
What in the world was he saying. He likes me?. Why? He doesn't even know me.
I saw Marcus go back to his family, through the glass windows of the hotel.
After a few minutes, I saw Luca saying bye to his mother and came into the car. He smiled looking straight ahead. "What a relief" he said. "What-" "I just punched my dad?!" He let his head rest on the car seat. He looked over to me, suddenly looking sad. He turned my side and stroked my cheeks with his right thumb. He leaned in. "I'll protect you no matter what" he whispered to my ears.
