My Mafia Prince

11

Blessed y'all with a picture of my husband 🥰🥰

"Well, that was quite a show." Ella claps from behind

"How can you be fooled by him, seriously. You think he wants you?" She asked and I'm wishing the ground could swallow me up at the moment.
"It's too bad, you won't ever have him. He needs to find a wife soon for his business, and you, my friend don't fit right in."

Does he need a wife?

Is she going to be his wife?

Am I being played right now?

"Ella, can you shut the fuck up for a moment?" Sandro snaps and my mind is still racing with thoughts I should not be thinking about.

"And we've already decided that I would be his wife, so, your little fantasy about my fiancé is over." She says while walking up to Sandro and wrapping her arms around him while he stiffens up.

"Is this true?" I ask him and he shakes his head while pushing her off of him, "So this was all a game? Why the hell am I even here?" I am beyond frustrated but mostly hurt.

I knew I was falling for him but I didn't know how hard. But now I'm losing him.

He was never mine, to begin with.

It hurts knowing that I wake u every day without a purpose.

I was ruined from the start and I thought we could fix each other.

"No, I- I didn't even know I was marrying her. My dad said to find a bride soon...For the business." He explains but I continue to shake my head. I doubt what he's about to tell me will even be true.

"He wanted a family, kids so that I can pass on the next heir to my son." He shakes his head, struggling for the right words to say. "He said if I ran out of time, he'd choose for me. I didn't know he already did!" He screams out and I still can't believe what I am hearing.

"You say that like it's a bad thing," Ella whines out while she attaches herself to him again.

Just the sight of her touching him makes me gag.

"Can you get the fuck off of me?!" He yells out, which causes both Ella and I to jump.

"Gesù cazzo Cristo," He mutters under his breath.  

The crazy thing is, I love it when he speaks Italian, even though I do not understand a word that comes out of his mouth but it always sends a shiver down my spine.

A good one.

"Penso che questo sia un malinteso" He tells her and she sighs. What is he saying?

"no non lo è. i nostri padri pensavano che forse era tempo di cambiare." Ella responds in the most seductive way possible while she carresses his face.

Gross.

"It doesn't make sense," He groans.

"Can someone please explain to me what the hell is going on?" I yell out, frustrated and Ella simply rolls her eyes at me.

"I think It's time for you to leave, sweetheart." She says while walking my way.

"And why should I do that?" I spit back and she scoffs, "Because you don't have a place here. You think he'll marry you?" She asked me and her words stung for some reason.

"You are worth nothing, you think you are best for his business, his lifestyle."

"That's enough!" He yells out and she shakes her head while I'm still frozen in my place.

"No, she needs to hear this. You are nothing, compared to me. Look at you," She says while gesturing her hands towards me, "You are not what he needs, he needs me. I'm what's best for him." She concludes and I'm still frozen in my place.

"I think he should be the one to decide that," I whisper, staring straight at Alessandro.

"You're right. Tell us who you think is best for you." 

It felt like years, waiting for his response and I couldn't be more anxious.

"I can't answer that right now-"

"Then take me home." I cut him off. It feels like the second rejection I got from him, even though he didn't have an answer. I still knew he was thinking about her.

"Why do you want to go back? You have no one there." He sighs out and I glare at him, "Well who do I have here?" I answer.

"And don't say Blythe because I know she would never leave, so other than that, who do I have here?" I ask again and he sighs.

"You have me."

"Bullshit!" 

I was honestly stupid, hoping he would choose me. But there's always someone in my way.

"Just take me back home so you don't have to worry about me anymore."

I know now that he will never be mine. He will always be hers. She is after all, what's best for him.

"Are you sur-"

"Just take her home!" Ella yells out. "I don't want this bitch bothering us again."

"You both can get out so I can start packing." I quietly say. I give up.

There's really nothing to hope for in life because all good things come to an end.

This was not even a good thing...

They both leave me alone and I silently let the tears finally fall.

I've never been this hurt before and I'm struggling to keep up with my feelings. I decide to pack everything before heading out, telling him I'm ready to go. 

I don't let Blythe know that I'm leaving again because I don't want to face her right now.

"Ok, Damien will drive you." He says while keeping his distance from me. He couldn't even drive me himself.

I nod, not even looking up at him while Damien grabs my bags and leads me to his car.

So this is how our story ends.

I guess there was no happily ever after.

Translation 1: "Jesus fucking christ."

Translation 2: "I think this is a misunderstanding."

Translation 3: "No it is not. Our fathers thought that maybe it was time for a change."