MARRIED TO THE VIPER "FORCED MARRIAGE TO THE MAFIA DON "

CHAPTER 8

After his hand was detected, the wall slitted into two, revealing a tube like elevator.

If I was surprised before, now I'm flabbergasted. I watched with my mouth wild open.

He tapped a button on the elevator that opened it.

He stepped inside” Get in” He said in a cold tone.

I quickly got in and the elevator closed, it was very transparent.

“Where are we going too?” I asked confused. He ignored and tapped another button.

The elevator jerked before shooting upward like it had a mind of its own.

“Araaaa!!” I screamed, my stomach dropping as if the ground had been ripped from beneath me.

My fingers reached for something, anything, but found nothing but air.

Then his hand wrapped around my waist. Firm. Unshaken. Like this chaos meant nothing to him.

“Careful there, cupcake…”My back pressed against his chest for a brief second before I pulled away quickly, my heart racing far louder than the machine around us.

The speed slowed gradually this time, almost teasing, before the elevator finally came to a smooth stop.

The door opened and Dante stepped out, with both his hands in his pockets, regaining his cold composure .

He started walking without looking back at me. I quickly stepped out of the elevator too and followed him.

I was amazed by what I was seeing. It was very like we went back in time to the 90's, the place was filled with ancient art, the colors, the way it was structured.

“Wow, did you get the inspiration for this place from Game of Thrones or something? “ I asked, then reached my hand to touch a sculpture.

“Don't touch anything,” Dante said with a cold voice.

I retreated my hand in disappointment and rolled my eyes at him.

While walking, we passed some guards. They were very different from the ones in the main mansion. I was expecting them to be Knights though to match the surroundings.

Those Guards were more Cold, more composed and their dressing codes were different. These Guards were dressed in a grey suit. While the other Guards wore purely black.

Dante stopped in front of the door and a guard bowed and opened the door. We stepped inside, the room was very different from our main room.

The bedroom feels large, but not as large as our main room , quiet, and a little mysterious, like it belonged to a King, which of course it is Dante. Tall arched ceilings stretch overhead, making the space feel almost like a small hall rather than just a room. Soft light from candles flickers against the walls, mixing with the faint daylight slipping through the tall windows covered in sheer curtains.

The furniture is elegant but not crowded. There's a neatly made bed, a few chairs, and a wooden table holding candles and small objects, all arranged with care.

Heavy drapes hang to one side, giving the room a sense of privacy and calm. The colors are mostly cool and muted, with shadows settling into the corners, while the warm candlelight adds a gentle glow. Overall, the room feels peaceful but slightly somber, as if it holds quiet secrets.

“Where is this place Dante?, and why did you bring me here?.

He ignored my question and went to the drawer and brought out a pack of cigarettes. He took one from it and returned the pack.

He placed the cigarettes at the burning candle, igniting it.“Do you care?” He asked, handing me the cigarettes.

“I don't smoke” I replied, waving his hands away.

“Hmm,I don't like women that smoke anyway” He said, puffing a smoke and blowing it on my face.

I coughed vigorously, stepping away from him”Did you bring me here to kill Dante?, all I want is your help to get my Father's house and company back”.

Dante reached for his pocket and brought out his phone, while still staring at me and smoking.

He dialed a number which immediately answered.

“ Stop whatever you are doing and handle the Sebastian Cross case, retrieve his properties from Lucien Cross, I want this done before tomorrow”. Dante said and ended the call, with an authoritative voice, leaving no room for an argument.

“Wait… that’s it?”My brows furrowed as I stared at him, confusion slowly giving way to something sharper.

“You just… fixed everything? Just like that?”

My chest tightened. Not from relief—but from realization.

Nothing about this felt free.I took a small step back, studying him carefully now.

“People like you don’t do things without a price, Dante.”

My voice dropped slightly.

“So what do you want from me?”

Dante wrapped his arm around my waist, his other hand and lifted up my chin” You underestimate me Cupcake”.

“You were saying something about doing anything in return” He said with a smirk.

I swallowed hard because I was not prepared for whatever he was going to ask