A Mafia Romance

7

Adriana's POV

    The ride was completely silent, Mr. Valentino didn't even look my way. I spent the ride twiddling my thumbs wondering where we were going. Not knowing our destination made me nervous but I would never ask.

   We arrived about 30 minutes later. There was a gate at the entrance attended by armed men in suits. It was pitch black outside but the massive home in front of us was well lit. The driver opened the door and Romeo exited first.

There was a middle aged woman on the steps waiting for us. She greeted Romeo first then introduced herself to me as Ms. Grace and welcomed me inside. He parted ways with us immediately. It was getting late so Ms. Grace guided me to my room.

"Tomorrow I will see that you get a proper tour of the house." She said while opening the large bedroom door.

The room was huge and the lights were dim as we walked in i could see a king sized bed covered with an emerald green silk comforter. There was a beautiful white fuzzy rug and a large standing mirror. Whoever designed this room knew what they were doing, it was perfect. Ms. Grace showed me to the bathroom in the room which was like something out of a magazine and next the walk in closet.

"A room fit for a King and his Queen" Ms. Grace stated as she flicked on the light to the closet.

"What do you mean? Why are his clothes in here?" I asked immediately irritated

"You will be sharing this room with your husband ma'm."

"I absolutely will not."

"That is what Mr. Valentino insists, there is no arguing, I will also need your phone."

She was right there is no use in arguing so I handed over my phone. I can't believe him, why would we share a room? He isn't getting anything from me if that is what he thinks. I can live without a phone but I am definitely going to miss contact with the outside world. Ms. Grace explained to me that she oversees all household staff and if i need anything to find her.

"Goodnight, get some rest."

"Thank you Ms. Grace, goodnight."

I made sure to thank her because this isn't her fault she is just following his orders. All of my bags that i packed from home were already put into the closet. I searched for something comfy until I found gray shorts and a white tank top then i hopped in the shower. Honestly I couldn't wait to lay down. Today was exhausting but I was too paranoid to sleep good, knowing he could come in at any moment kept me on high alert.

The next morning i was awaken by 2 light knocks on the door. It was a younger guy who called himself Antonio letting me know breakfast was ready and he would be waiting for me outside the door. I looked around the room realizing Romeo never came to bed last night, it was a relief but I felt slightly offended, he doesn't even want to talk to me? I just want to discuss the dynamic and i feel it's important to have our stories straight.

I interrupted my own thoughts remembering Antonio was waiting for me. I hurriedly got dressed, washed my face, brushed my hair and teeth then I let him know I was ready. We walked down the stairs then made a turn down a long hall, I could smell the food before entering the dining room. Once we entered there was a long empty dining table with a beautiful chandelier hanging above. I sat in an end seat as Ms. Grace and another women sat plates of food in front of me. It all looked delicious I thanked them and began to eat.

"Will Mr. Valentino be joining me?" I asked

"No Ma'm he is very busy with work in his office." Said Ms.Grace with an apologetic look on her face.

"Okay well can I get that tour after I am finished?"

"Of course Mrs. Valentino."

They took my plates away when I finished eating. I felt bad because they didn't eat with me and they were doing things i could do for myself but Ms. Grace insisted. She showed me the pantry, garden, home gym, the entertainment area, conference room and much more. Lastly I was taken to a more secluded part of the house. That contained the only room not being guarded, Romeo Valentino's office.

They told me he was busy but I had already decided I was going in to talk to him. I confidently grabbed the knob and pushed the door open.

"Ma'm we cannot disturb him." Antonio stated trying to grab my arm.

It was too late. I walked into a blood bath. Romeo was standing near his desk, blood covered his white button up shirt and hands. To the left there was a man lying in a pool of his own blood. The way the deceased man was dressed I knew it was one of his own men. I immediately felt sick. I had never seen anything so terrible.

"Get the fuck out!" Romeo screamed