MARRIED TO THE CAPO

Chapter 5

Lorenzo

"I'm not going to Russia just to give her a ring ,Mamma. You are expecting to much from me."I stalked the length of my mother's impossibly ornate living room, my frustration growing with each stride.

"It's archaic, Mamma," I declared, throwing my hands up in exasperation. "Why can't you just send the ring with a courier? "

"Lorenzo, darling, sit down. You're making me dizzy."My mother said calmly.

I stopped pacing and sent her a withering look. "I will not calm down. This is ridiculous. I'm expected to barge into this woman's life, shove a family heirloom on her finger, and pretend it's some kind of romantic gesture?"

"It's not barging Lorenzo,it's a formal introduction " My mother corrected, her tone clipped. "And it's a gesture of respect, of tradition Lorenzo."

I ran a hand through my hair, the weight of my family's legacy suddenly heavier than usual. I knew arguing was waste of time; my mother had a will of iron.

I slumped onto the plush sofa opposite her, defeated. "Fine," I conceded. "I'll do it. But I'm not pretending it's romantic. I'll deliver the ring, we'll be civil.

My mother smiled, a flicker of genuine warmth softening my expression. "That's all I ask, Lorenzo. And who knows," she added, her voice laced with a hint of mischief,"perhaps you might even find you enjoy the girl's company."

I let out a humorless chuckle.
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I was currently in my office demanding what task are to be completed by my men in my absence here in Italy.

"But Capo (Boss) this is impossible how do we do it in such a sho.. " I do not let him complete his sentence as he gets shot by me in between his eyes. All my other men stare at the lifeless body in shock afraid of opening their mouths to question me further. "If you're not fucking capable of completing this task in the given time you are not fit to stay in my Mafia.You fucking understand that!" I shouted at them expecting an answer . Immediately I get a loud response "yes Capo.We understand ."

" Get the fuck out of my office now taking his body" I ordered gesturing at the dead man in my front of my desk. "Also send the cleanup team for clearing this mess"My younger brother Dante chirps in pointing at the blood of the floor.

He is my right hand man ,two years younger than me.And the complete opposite of what I am.

"Why are you so agitated today.Even I got scared of you for a second"He asks sitting on the couch in my office.

"Why are you here Dante?Just fuck off"I say moving my hand through my hair.

"Are you angry because you are going to Russia to meet my beautiful sister in law?" He asks mischief lingering in his tone.

I give him a deadly glare making him understand not to mess with me right now.He takes the signal and gets up from the couch."Ok fine!I'm not messing with you right now. Bye then. I'll get going. Enjoy" he says getting to the door , giving me a wink and getting out of my office.

Every since the death of my elder sister i have been the ruthless and cold devil that everybody calls me. My heart turned into ice. I don't feel love or happiness or care or any emotions.Except for my family. They are all i lived for since her traumatizing death.

But ever since i met my blue eyed innocent little arranged fiancé on the dinner my heart skipped for a bit. The way she felt intimidated and nervous under me, the way a blush always crept her cheeks when she looked at me, the way she carried herself, the way she talked, the ways sh..STOP!Fanculo [fuck]i don't know what's happening.