Silent love

Chapter 16

On the previous chapter...

The best looking may at daylight, is the worst man at nighttime.

A notorious assassin.

A mafia heir.

He is planning my downfall. He wants to make me his puppet. He sees me as a 19 year old stupid and naive little girl.

I will play his stupid game and make sure that the Italians and French never will be an alliance again. The French mafia will be at the top and I will end the Italian one, even if it means my own death.

His mother is already suffering enough. Their mother is already eating herself up alive. Of course I pity her, I feel bad am sorry for her. But this is business and it needs to be done.

I can't let my emotions get in the way because she is an addict. But there is someone that gets affected by this a lot, their brother Fiorenzo.

The real stupid one here.

I will make sure that Federico Hervé Mancini downfall is caused by me. The day of the wedding, is the day that Federico will lose.

Their pretty playboy will be pleading to me.

                      ʚ YAQUELINE'S POV ɞ

4 days later...

I still can't believe that I am getting married to that ballsack.

I sigh. "This was supposed to be my special day and here he is ruining it".

"How do I look?" I turn around and Divine's eyes soften. She helped me put on the dress.

"I can't believe that you are getting married". She waves her hands in front of her eyes so that she won't ruin her make up.

I chuckle at her sight. "Are you really crying?"

"Yes! You look lovely dear". She gives me a hug and I hug her back tightly.

I look into the mirror and take a deep breath. I look at my reflection. My hair is put in a high bun, some hairs at the front and sides were loose and curled up.

The make up was simple. We went for a soft smokey eye look with eyeliner and a nude lip color.

I must admit the dress is beautiful and big. It feels like princess dress, it's a ballgown wedding dress. The top is tight to my body, making my waist snatched as it goes wider to the ground. The gown was covered in lace.

My father also demanded me to strap a knife to my thigh, just in case. You never know what will happen if the mafias come together underneath one roof.

Jacques storms into the room and Divine yells at him. "She could've been naked, what are you doing?"

"He pushed me". Jacques snaps. "Your fucking husband". He points at me and then looks at my look.

"You look like shit". He says and Divine slaps him on the shoulder. "Kidding, it is gorgeous".

The door opened again and it was my father. I can already feel my eyes watering.

'My daughter". He walks towards me and holds my hand. "You look absolutely stunning". I give him a hug and I sign to Divine to grab me a tischou.