The Mafia prince, Dante is arranged to marry a woman from a powerful crime family. However he develops an obsession for his fiancée's brother, Elijah. Dante must choose between loyalty to his family and his heart, potentially sparking a war between...
It's a crisp autumn evening, and the luxurious mansion is already transferred into a vibrant party hub.
I just finished getting ready so I decide to go look for Maya. As I enter her room, she's already dressed in a beautiful light blue dress that is adorned in flowers and her black hair is tied back in a bun , releasing two strands of hair on either side of her face.
She looks extremely beautiful, except she doesn't have tha smile on her on her face which screams I am meeting my future husband today, but I decide to ignore it because I don't want to ruin her mood.
"You look stunning sis" I say approaching her. "So do you" she stands up hugs me, the brightness now returning to her face.
"Thank you" I reply stepping back and I do a small bow. She cracks up and hits me on my left arm.
I am dressed in a light blue shimmer top that shows a bit of my slim waist, covered in with diamonds and topping it with a crop jacket. And I'm wearing white trousers that hug me tightly. I have my hair a bit messy with a wet but not wet charming look.
Maya takes out her phone and takes pictures. Just then Elon walks in in her extravagant blue dress that screams attention. Of course you wouldn't expect anything less from her , she's a diva.
"Hello bitches. The queen has arrived " she shouts and continues to do a 360 twirl for us and the pauses to blow kisses at us
"Elon, you look stunning " Maya says her eyes sparkling and looking at Elon's dress.
She smiles and I notice the subtle hint of mischief in her eyes. "Thanks Maybear" she replies . "I wanted to make an entrance " she winks and throws her self at us for a hug.
We pull back and I look at her "You truly shine tonight. Inside and out."
Our eyes meet and for a moment we share a silent understanding - a bond between siblings that transcends words.
She beams and hooks her hand in mine and Mayas " Shall we make our entrance?"
"Let's go" I say ,excitement suddenly written on my face and we make our way through the door.
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As we step into the grand room, the din of conversations and glass clicking envelopes us. The room is a buzz with the underworld Elite ,their designer attires glinting under the crystal chandeliers.
Maya, to my left arm looks at me, her smile radiant. Elon, on my right nods subtly, her eyes scanning the room.
"Ready?" I ask as Elon and I look at Maya. She nods and together we make our entrance.
Heads turn as we glide across the room. The trio siblings - Maya, Elon, and I command attention. Our coordinated arrival sparks whispers and admiring glances.
"Elon you look stunning " a nearby socialite coos, taking Elon and engaging in a conversation with her.
As me and Maya make our way to the corner I notice Gab, my brother ,holding court near ther bar. My father, angaged in a serious conversation with one of My uncles.
A few familiar faces from distance family members ,there gazes lingering on me .They must be shocked with my presence here.
Suddenly Maya leans in ber voice low. "Eli, see tha man across the room? The one wearing a navy suit?".
I follow her gaze, spotting an old man in a navy suit "who is he?" I ask my tone laced with curiosity.
"That's Roman Markov" Maya replies, her voice measured. "My future father-in-law".
My gaze snaps back to hers, surprise flickering across my face. "Roman Markov?" I repeat my voice low. "The Markov crime family's patriarch?"
She nods her eyes never leaving Roman's imposing figure. "Tall, dark and ruthless " she murmurs, her gaze returning to me. "I've heard stories "
Roman Markov exudes an aura of commanding power, his presence drawing attention without effort. His piercing blue eyes seem to bore into tbose he meets, as if sizing them up for potential threats or opportunities.
"Word is, he's expanding his operations" Maya says her voice laced with concern "That's why I have to marry his son"
I nod a shiver running down my spine as Mr Markov's gaze meets mine. For a moment I feel like an insect under his microscope.
"And what about his son? What's he like?" I ask turning back to Maya.
She hasitatez and answers carefully "I've never met his son , I've only seen his face"
I nod, my voice barely above a whisper "Let's hope he's a good man". She just rolls her eyes and sigh.
