DON

CHAPTER 6:DON

Noras POV

Finally regaining consciousness after I had zoned out for only God knows how long, I opened my eyes and quickly shut it, shielding it from the bright light coming from a window. It took some time to adjust to the brightness but eventually did. I looked around, taking in the environment. I was in a room of some, surrounded with grey walls.A chandelier hanging over the ceiling, its light reflecting directly on the reading table at the edge of the room, a grey air chair relaxing on the wall, the king-sized bed which was at the center of the room and that I currently was laying on. In front was a huge plasma television completing the look with a walk-in closet at the left side of the room. Thats when I noticed three men standing in the room.

They had the same serious expression, I had known them to have. Two stood at each sides of the door and one stood close to bed I laid on while being examined by a doctor.

All she needs is proper rest, the drugs she was injected with will wear off soon the doctor said to the man standing near the bed.

Thank you, doc, I trust you can see yourself out The man said and the doctor left the room. Leaving me alone with these strange men.

I was injected?Who where this people?Was I r***d again? a lot of things ran through my mind and it wasnt helping the ache in my head.

Attempting to get up Ifall back on the bed due to the pain, causing me to yell in pain.

Hey careful the guy standing near the bed said. He had blonde, almost white hair. It looked bleached and complimented his blue eyes. He looked quite younger than the two men at the door and wasnt as muscular as them either. And I have to say, he was handsome.

You dont want to hurt that pretty head of yours. Here, this should help He handed me a pill and water smiling widely. Im not sure I should be taking anything from these men but if it helps the banging in my head, I really dont mind.I sat up, supporting my body with my hand and took the pill.

Thanks, I think I said my voice coming out as only a squeal due to my dry throat. So, I drank more water.

Yh, well the doctor said you nee-

He didnt get to finish his sentence as the sound of the door opening interrupted him. Both of us turned our heads towards the door. It revealed a young man who appears to be in his late twenties.His raven black hair fitting his daring gray eyes giving him a dangerous look. He wore a shirt with the sleeves rolled up just above his elbows, allowing a few tattoos to peek out.He was tall,maybe around 62 and was now towering over me. He is devilishly handsome and has this dark dangerous aura that scares away even the toughest of men. Who is this man? I wondered to myself.He looks like a god on earth.He signaled at the men at the door to leave, which they did.

You can leave us now Tiago he said to the guy standing near me, who I guess is Tiago.

Sure thing, well catch up later

Tiago also left leaving me alone with this man. His gaze on me made me tremble with fearand I tried as much as possible to not make it known, but...I failedterribly.

His face showed no expression, its like hes made of stone. He stood there, hands in the pockets of the chinos he wore and looked at me.

Let me introduce myself, I am Antonio Lombardi, head of the Italian mafia. Oh my God that voice. It was deep and it sent literal chills down my spine. It was commanding and at the same time calming?

When he noticed I wasnt going to speak he continued, You should be Nora Zamani and Im going to try to keep this simple and short I said nothing instead I gave a nod and pulled my knees to my chest as some of sort of shield from this man.

So, heres the thing, I am in dire need of a wife which is why you are here. Or at least a fiancé until I can get my mum off my back he murmured the last par but I still cut unto it.

A wife? Why is he telling me about his need to get married.

You want me to find you a wife? I managed to ask as I am not seeing where this is going.

Hm, youre funny, I mean you are going to be my wife he said emphasizing the you.

Hearing this I choked on my saliva. I coughed and took the remaining water Tiago had given me from the side table and chugged it down.

He just looked at me, no expression evident on his face.

You want me to what.. I said when I had calmed down.

Be my wife

What..but..but..why me?

You see, your brother owed me a good amount of money and he offered for me to take you instead

And you just agreed I said sounding more like a statement than a question.

Yes

A lot of things were going through my mind. I didnt know if I should feel happy that Im getting married to a man this handsome that probably saved me from the evil hands of my brother Or if I should feel terrified knowing he belongs to the mafia.

I will introduce you to my family tomorrow, everything you need to get ready is in there he said pointing to the closet at the side.

I will send a maid too in case you need anything

Ooh and one more thing, you arent allowed to leave this room without my permission

And what if I leave I dont know where that came from, but I hope he doesnt expect to lock me up here like Max always did.

You wouldnt dare, because I own you and I decide what you do he growled in a low threatening voice and I knew he was not kidding.

With that he left the room. I was feeling a lot. I would be far away from Max but now there was not much difference sold from torture to s*****y.

Lying down flat on the bed, I began to drown in my sorrow, I was sure the bed got soaked with my tears; I didnt stop crying till my eyes gave up and I drafted away to sleep.

*****

I woke up after what felt like hours to the sound of something crashing to floor. I jolted up and whipped my head towards the direction of the noise my heart racing for fear of what or who was there. It only calmed down when I saw a lady that looked to be in her early 20s, a few meters away from the closet.

Oh sorry miss, I didnt mean to scare you the lady said wearing an apologetic look. She had to be the maid because she was dressed in those traditional maid attires you only see in homes belonging to rich men. She got on her knees picking up the clothes that were scattered everywhere on the floor around her, putting it in a basket beside her.

Who are you?

Im Martha, Don sent me here to get whatever you would need for tomorrow

I only nodded now remembering my encounter with this Don. I got up from the bed feeling a bit better and walked towards her.

Ill give you a hand I said to her also getting on my knees.

Thank you she said, a small smile peeking at the side of her lips. But I could tell something about it was not genuine.

After getting the last of the clothes in the basket we both got up.

You might want to take a bath, everything you need is in the bathroom over there she said pointing to a door at the other end of the room.

Yh, I think Ill do that now, thank you

I walked over to the bathroom and boy was it big, it was definitely the size of my entire room and something tells me it isnt the master bathroom. I felt my muscles relax as the almost hot water travelled down my body, easing my pain temporarily.

I got out of the shower and was about to walk out of the bathroom when I saw my reflection on the mirror just beside the door. I stared into the mirror at the person I had now become. The scars and bruises max and his bastard friends had giving me were still very much evident and fresh. Tears threatened to leave my eyes as I recalled the events of that day but I quickly wiped it away when my stomach rumbled in hunger. I chuckled inwardly to myself, I just cant get enough of good.

I walked out and into the closet to see what the maid had brought since all I had was the black dress max had given me. I made a mental note to burn that dress. The room was empty indicating the maid had left the room.

It was full of dresses Im guessing are really expensive. Ranging from sweatpants and shirts to elegant cocktail dresses. I eyed the clothes knowing I wouldnt feel comfortable wearing any of them. So, I just threw on a baggy tee that reached my knees and sweatpants I found hidden beneath the rest. The tee smelled really nice and had this strong masculine cologne on it.

My stomach growled again, I really need something to eat. I knew he had said you wouldnt dare, because I own you and I decide what you do I said in my best impression of his deep voice but I couldnt this room against this point I dont care if he kills me. I hadnt eaten for two days and I really need the energy if Im ever going to escape from here.

Pulling the door knob, to my surprised I see two men at the entrance to the room rather too jobless for my liking.

Strict order from don, youre not allowed to come out The shorter one said

Can I at least get food and I sincerely want to have a word with your don

Yes The much more muscular one said

Taking his cell phone from his pocket, he made two different calls and in no time a young girl brought a large tray of food.

With shocked of how much food that sat on the bed my mouth fell wide open.

Heres your food ma

Ooh please call me Nora I said not used to being respected

Yes Nora she nodded.

With her gone I was left alone with the yummy treat, I began stuffing my mouth with as much food it could contain.

When I was done I dropped the empty plate on the reading table before lying down back on the bed. Crossing my legs, I picked up the remote to the television to watch something, I mean even if I was going to marry a grumpy manner less Don, I should at least not feel the same way I felt with Max.

What do you want a very annoyed voice interrupted my movie