𝐒𝐨𝐧 𝐎𝐟 𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐫 (𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐆)

7

The Devil
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I hated it. Every single bit of this day I dreaded.

I can't wait for the ceremony to be over so that I can go talk business in peace.

I was waiting for Antonio in front of his bedroom door as he took his fucking time getting ready.

My head was pounding from the drinks I downed last night to ease some nerves, and I wasn't in the mood to take Antonio's shit today.

I know it's his wedding day but for fucks sake could he hurry up.

I see Bella's mother perk up at the corner, also probably concerned at what the fuck is taking so long, and I can only do so much with shrugging and nudging my head to the door.

She stood in front of the door next to me.

"Did you try knocking?" She asks as if I was born fucking yesterday.

Of course I tried knocking, but when he didn't answer I assumed he was still in the bathroom, and I didn't want to see him naked, at least not on his big day.

I nod and even though she listens to me, she still knocks on her own, and when she doesn't get an answer, she grabs the doorknob and enters herself.

The picture in front of me was normal. It was too normal. It was too perfect, because it was empty.

My brother, unlike me, wasn't extra clean, meaning that something was off.

I go into the closet, just to find his clothes missing, same with the bathroom, and the main elephant in the room; he was missing.

Just as I exit the bathroom I see Ms. Valentino stand next to a little table with a bouquet on it, reading a note that he must've put there.

She brings her hand to her lips in shock as she hands me the piece of paper.

I force the paper from her hand, growing furious at the little shit I had to call brother.

'Whoever is reading this, know that I have left. Don't go looking for me, because you won't find me, and by the time you're reading this, I am probably long gone.'

I was going to murder him.

And I was going to take my sweet damn time doing so.

The fukcer left. He had the nerve to leave.

And to think I would go looking for him. The bastard truly had some balls, that's for sure.

He sure had the nerves thinking he could go against me. Against my orders that I made for his own good.

Fine.

Let him do as he pleases, but that does not mean I will let him do it in peace.

Maria opens her mouth to speak and discuss yet another elephant in the room.

"What are we going to do with my poor Isabella. She is practically ready for today, and not to mention this will crush both of us."

Isabella.

Oh, how that name made my blood boil.

This wasn't only going to ruin both of their reputations, but also mine. And I couldn't allow it.

I look at Maria and it seems like we were thinking the same thing, although neither one of us liked the idea.

"I don't think I can allow that," she states walking around the bedroom as I sat on a perfectly neat bed.

"Do we have any other option."

I hope Maria knew this wasn't only about them. I didn't give two flying fucks about Maria's future, but what I did know was that I won't let this ruin mine.

The wedding invitation only stated the last names of both of the families, meaning they had no idea who was marrying.

Maria shakes her head in disapproval and it makes me only grow more angry as I stare up at her.

She crashes down her walls quickly and sighs in defeat.

"So, what do you intend to do?" She asks me, trying to hear what both of us are thinking leave my mouth.

Kill your daughter.

Torture her to death.

Slaughter her into pieces.

"Marry her."

AUTHROS NOTE

There we go, now we're on the right path.

What do you think how will Issa react? I think she should be happy.
I mean, I wouldn't mind marrying Mateo, but like, thats just me😝

But dang, antonio sure got some nerve.
Rizzing a girl up and then chickening out?

Ouch...

But anyways that's all I have to comment on.

Toodles🥰