A Mafia's Secret Wife

Chapter 1

IVAN

"Get inside of the car," A guy shouted at me, who looked like an extra member of The Men in Black.

My eyes flew up in the beautiful sky. It showed me that life can be so short. The Great Agent Reizy Czaivanny Yuginawa is going to perish beautifully in this cruel world.

Things were so fast that I was held as a hostage by so many men in a black tuxedo. I couldn't stop myself to regret that I didn't have enough achievements before I die. My poor beautiful self, I had to accept my destiny.

It startled my shits when the man pressed the gun harder at my head. "Oh Tol, 'wag naman, masisira yung beauty ko niyan," I jested, trying to hide my terrified soul. My head was muddled why the hell I'm wearing a luxurious wedding gown.

Another man in black cleared his throat. "Naninigurado lang kami na hindi ka tatakas," he said, scanning my appearance from head to toe.

I was pretty aware that my appearance was out of this world's beauty, but being captured just because it was insanity.

"Mahirap na ang isang baliw na agent katulad mo. Baka katayin kami ni Bossing pag nakawala ka," Another man replied, holding a high-caliber gun.

I had to admit that I am also a crazy agent and a beautiful woman. Then why do I deserve this?

I raised my eyebrows when I saw my brother, offering his hand. He aids me and started to slowly walk in the aisle. And I was still fuckingly tied up.

Damn you, brother.

I could hear the beautiful wedding song as I slowly marched my feet. The song was so wonderful to hear in my ears. But, it was annoyingly terrifying getting wed with a hundred guns aiming at your body.

Where did I go wrong? I sang in my head.

If I could just plaster a crying emoticon in my face. I had to cry internally at this nightmare. The sweet song sounded like a thriller song to my ears. It was like a sweet song at a funeral.

I cried harder inside my head when I saw my Boss, waiting for me near the altar. We were both wearing prosthetics on our faces so people won't recognize us. This wedding was a secret and I was forced to.

My boss looked so ugly in his prosthetics. His nose was so wide and had big holes. His nose was crooked and his skin was not fairly tanned. Goodness! I was grateful that no matter what prosthetics they put on my face, I'm still a goddess.

He deliberately scrambled our names in the invitations. One more thing, he forced a poor priest to wed us immediately. Everything was under his great plan.

I had this dream since I was a little girl that my wedding should be held near the sea. A wedding that had raining rainbow-colored rose petals, but it was just a dream of mine.

Kabaliktaran ang lahat ng yun ngayon! Bwesit.

My wedding was boorish. It was just a black and white theme, a combination of black guns and white carpet. It was highly doubting whether this is a wedding or a funeral for me.

"God gave me you to show me what's real. There's more to life and just how I feel."

I held back my tears hearing the line of the song. All I could say was, God gave me to die in his arms. My life was nearing its end.

Malayo pa ba yung lalakarin ko? Hindi ba pwede tumakbo na lang ako pa puntang altar para matapos na agad ito. Patay na kung patay. Mamatay lang naman, pinatagal pa.

"And all that I'm worth is right before my eyes. And all that I live for though I didn't know why. Now I do, 'cause God gave me you. "

It was too bad for me as a beautiful bride, I'll die without a honeymoon.