Revenge On My Mafia Husband

Making sure you're not an imposter.

I turn to leave but Romero grabs my elbow and twirls me till I'm standing right in front of him. "Leave, now! Everyone!" He commands, his burning gaze on me. I hear ruffling of chairs and people rushing out but my eyes burn holes into his blue eyes.

"Leave, both of you" he says to Rwanda and Sophia.

"But captain, we are family. We can't leave, who is she?" Sophia says eyeing me.

"Mero, why did you stop the meeting, she's..."

"I said leave!" he says cutting Rwanda off and they both rush out. A guard then locks the door from outside. I drag my hands back from his hold and take a step back. I then sit on his chair and look around.

"Who are you?" He asks, his jaw clenches and a muscle in his jaw twitches. "You dare enter my mansion and act like you own this place!" He all but shouted

I give him a bored look "I already introduced myself, I'm your wife. How can you not remember your wife?" I say innocently.

"you know, you have committed a huge crime today. Firstly, you interrupted my speech then called me by my name and also attended an all white meeting wearing black. Secondly, you took the mike and made an announcement without asking me and then you wanted to leave without getting an answer. I don't tolerate those things" he intentionally ignored my question.

I stood up and moved closer to him "then why didn't you stop me?"

"Because you look oddly farmiliar and I need answers. I didn't stop you because I remember you... The monster you made. You're the same lady" he says in a strict voice. I know the only reason he's keeping calm is cause he wants answers.

"I don't know what you're talking about, but I do know that you know who I am" he clenches his hands. But of course, I know he can never hurt me, he feels indebted. To everyone, it seems like I'm testing a lion but I know he'll never lay a single finger on me. I saved his life and he is baffled about my identity.

"I do remember your face and then your hair. But I remember you as three different people. One was my wife, one was the monster I made and the other is the fearless woman standing in front of a mafia king and lying to his face. I know you were the one, hazel eyes, red hair and the shape. It was you... How?" He says in a stern voice.

I roll my eyes "I need to get my luggages to my room. Give me directions" his face hardens and I know he's angry. His hand hits the table and is blue eyes burn with rage. "WHO ARE YOU?"

"stop avoiding my question Sapphire, why did you leave? Why did you come to that forest to save me. You're testing my patience and I would not ask you the same question twice" He continues. The only reason I'm being calm is because the first stage if my plan is getting him to recognize me so I can be able to stay here. Without his recognition, my plan is useless.

"Did you even know I left? No, you didn't. Now, I'm back and I'm tired. All you need to know is that I am Sapphire Marco, your wife. I need directions to my former room"

"do you think this is a joke? I'm just going to let any stranger into my house? I'll call my doctor to have a blood test done on you to verify if you are really Sapphire. Till then, you will not step out if this hall" he states before taking out his phone and calling his doctor who arrives barely five minutes later.

I sit quietly and let his doctor take my blood sample. I'm very confident because this has been done before.

----- four years ago -----

"Madam, you're being called to the Cartel clinic" Rosa, the head maid informed me. I gave her a small nod before she left.

It's been a week since my forced marriage with Romero and four days since Mrs Cartels demise and my life has been miserable. They won't let me see my father and I'm being locked in my room. Rwanda is claiming that I'm a Cartel queen now and I should get used to being here. I know they all loathe me, why was I the one who had been chosen? I haven't even seen Romero since I was forced to marry him.

I shrug my thoughts off and run my hands on my white silk gown while surveying my room. My room is big and spacious and it's a gold themed room. I find it too extravagant and uncomfortable. It's luxurious and materialistic. I prefer my cozy and comfortable room at Papa's house. Deciding not to go to the clinic late and get scolded again, i quickly put on my shoes and brush my hair before rushing out.

The mansion is huge and I can barely find the clinic but with the help of a guard I get there. Rwanda and her maids are already seated along with Mrs Rita, the late Message Cartel's sister. A doctor who is of average height is standing along with two guards. They all focus their eyes on me as I enter the clinic. The clinic is like a normal clinic but with an extravagant taste.

"She doesn't even bother to greet her elders. Ladies of the twenty first century" Rita exclaims dramatically before eyeing me wearily. Her grey eyes stating she loathes me. She wanted her best friend's daughter to get married to Romero.

Rwanda nods in agreement and points her finger at me. "Sapphire, you're new in the Cartel mansion but that doesn't give you the excuse of disrespecting the us. Married to Romero or not I'm forever going to remain the senior lady of this house and you must learn to respect me and Rita of course" she gives me a pointed look and I nod anxiously.