Chapter 16

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Jennifer's POV


I thought I was scared before but now I was truly terrified. Just remembering how he looked at me, so much hate. 

Now I was in a typical SUV you know all black, windows tinted and all. Thankfully he had preferred to not be in the same car as me, all he had said was "Take her. I'll arrive later, if she tries to escape or causes trouble you know what to do."

Honestly escaping wasn't on my mind I was too afraid now and I did not want to find out what 'you know what to do' meant. Although I'm sure it's not hard to imagine what he meant. 

Where was I supposed to go anyways? I'm pretty sure they're watching Ashley so I can't go to her, not that I would anyways I don't want to get her even more involved . Oh my God I hadn't thought about Ash what if they hurt her? It was all my fault. 

"Hello umm. . excuse me", I said to the man sitting to my right. Did I forget to mention that there were two guys sitting next to me one on each side? I'm not sure if this was for security purposes, to make sure I didn't escape, or to simply make me uncomfortable. Probably all of the above.  

"Yes?", the man answered back in an irritated tone. 

Why is he irritated? He's not going to marry the mafia boss against his will is he? No, I didn't think so. He wasn't backhanded by the Don, was he? No that had been me. So why the fuck was he irritated

"Do you know a guy named Chris? He's Nathan's friend I think", I say trailing off.

 I hope he knows who I'm talking about, I mean I wasn't that specific and there could be multiple guys with the same name. But I doubt Nathan had many friends. 

He rolled his eyes rudely but answered "Yes, we're going to his house right now? Why so interested in Chris? Remember you have a fiance who is the future mafia boss. If his fiance betrayed him with his best friend he wouldn't be too happy." 

Really? He had to go there I don't even know Chris I was just wondering what the fuck he did with my best friend. 

But now he got me thinking. I've seen shows and movies and when the wife of a mafia man is caught cheating well it's never good. The man can sleep with all the women he wants but the minute the wife is caught TALKING to another man, there are consequences. I'm not saying that I would cheat of course, although perhaps I should consider it. That would hurt his image in front of his people. But like I said, I have to be smart. Hurting his reputation was not as important as my life or the life of the man I cheated on him, if I chose to do so, for that matter. 

Interrupting my thoughts, the SUV stopped moving and I immediately looked out the window and saw a mansion. Typical. But what can you expect? Being in the mafia and being a high-ranking member has its perks I'll admit. I am not saying  I'm going to become a sicario for a cartel or join Nathan's mafia organization but everyone likes shiny new things. You can start calling me Michelle Pfeiffer. Wait I don't think that ended well.

It's not like my situation is looking any better though. At least the man she was with wanted her. He had basically called me ugly and implied I wasn't good enough for him. I had no idea what I was going to do and how I was going to survive. Surviving this marriage seemed impossible. 

I would become his puppet he warned. Silent tears fell from my eyes, I was scared. I sound like a child but I was terrified and couldn't go to my dad or mom to feel safe. I couldn't go anywhere. I massaged my neck, it had to be bruised. I hadn't gotten an opportunity to look at it and I didn't exactly want to, it was just a reminder of what my life had become and what it would be like to be married to the Don. 

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