His Corrupt Mafia Queen

Chapter 9: Betrayal

Christina Ace

“Everyone has had to make sacrifices in this family, Christina!” Sebastiano screamed. My whole life was dedicated to them. I grew up as an Ace, gun training before I turned fifteen, meeting suitors at the age of nine, having my whole life set out in front of me without a say in it. The anger that I had built up over the years poured out effortlessly.

“Vaffanculo!!-” I screamed. I stormed up to Sebastiano and shoved him with all of my might. My force did nothing but send him back a few steps. I ignited a fire from within him. He came rushing back towards me, my fuming emotions were driving my actions. When he got close enough, I didn’t hesitate to send my hand flying across his face. I took satisfaction in seeing him hurt but it wasn’t enough to stop the tears from rushing down my face.

“COME OSI!” My heart ached from the betrayal, Sebastiano stood there completely unphased by the assault.

“I won’t do it, you can’t force me to do anything!” I wanted to pretend that none of this happened. That I would be able to walk out that door with my own free will, but that was just a fantasy that I conjured up. Looking into Sebastiano’s eyes, I saw that I was a prisoner in his world. Another pawn that he could control.

“It’s already been decided, I will drag you there myself if it’s necessary. I don’t care how you feel about it!” He spat, he took a deep breath, regaining a level head, leaving me with a glass case of emotions on display. My hand clenched into a tight fist, I wanted to hurt him the same way he was hurting me. I raised my fist hoping to strike him once more but he effortlessly caught my wrist.

“Sebastiano? Christina? What’s going on? We heard the screaming from the left wing-” Pedro and Rossi hurried into the room, our voices must’ve been carried throughout the entire manor, Phillip and Tara stood at the door frame hesitant to come in but curious about what the ruckus was all about. With anger clouding my state of mind, I reacted in a way that was new to me. I ripped my wrist out from his grasp, with our bodies being in such close proximity, I gathered up all the spit I had in my mouth and flung it right onto his face, feeling nothing but disgust for him.

“Christina-!” I heard Tara exclaim. I turned to face the others before I could witness Sebastian’s reaction and they all looked at me with shock. Me exhibiting this kind of behavior was a surprise to them. I sucked in deep breaths, wanting nothing but to part ways with Sebastiano. Before I could take another step, a deafening grip found its way around my forearm. Like I was a feather, Sebastiano whipped my body around to face him and held me in place by my forearms.

“I will not let you disrespect me, Christina!” He roared, bringing his face closer to mine. My hands balled up into fists pounding on his chest attempting to escape his grasp, but his hands only tightened, holding me in my place.

“For years, I funded your dumb trips around the world and this is how you repay me?! By acting like a self-entitled pampered brat?!-” He only brought me closer so I could feel the sting of his words, the confidence I once felt was squeezed out of me in an instant. My bottom lip quivered as I looked into the eyes of a beast.

“L-Let go of me” I breathed weakly, trying to wiggle out of his hold, all the anger I had towards him turned into despair breaking my heart. It was the first time Sebastiano talked to me that way, calling me out of my name.

“If you think for a single second that you hold any importance in this family, you don’t. Everyone is constantly trying to figure out what to do with you. You are a waste, you don’t mean anything to anyone! BE f*****g GRATEFUL THAT I FOUND USE OF YOU!” His voice damaged my ear drums, but that wasn’t what hurt the most. Looking into his rage-filled eyes, he meant every word, he wanted to hurt me. Tears swelled in my eyes, suddenly my cheeks burned with hot tears.

Saying all he needed to say, Sebastiano released his grip and flung me onto the floor. As my body hit the floor, all the memories I had with Sebastian were all tainted by this act of violence. All the laughs we shared, the warm embraces, the promises were all gone. I kept asking myself what I did to deserve this?

Everyone else in the room stood there speechless, they weren’t shocked by his behavior, but pitied me because I was the one to endure it. I tried holding it in, but I couldn’t hold it in anymore. The physical pain came soon after the mental heartache. I looked up at Sebastiano, who showed no signs of remorse.

“Get the f**k out!” He screamed down at me. I flinched at his voice, sucking in a sharp breath, wanting all of this to be over. Sebastiano then turned his attention towards everyone else.

“All of you, out!” Sebastiano demanded. Pedro scurried over to me and helped me up to my feet. All I could do was look at Sebastiano with disbelief, with teary eyes. With no hesitation, everyone backed out of the room. No one tried reasoning with him, he was a lost cause.

“It’s okay-” Pedro whispered into my ear, trying to calm my hysterical crying as he assisted me out of the room. Soon after we all left, the door slammed violently behind us. We were left in a dimly lit hall with my crying echoing the halls.

“H-He is marrying me off, to t-the Romano family” As hard as it was speaking in between tears, I needed to tell them, I would have people by my side, people I considered friends, if anything, family. I wiped my eyes with the back of my hands, clearing my blurry vision. I drew in a few sniffles.

After my vision cleared, I was met with individuals who were silent. They all looked at each other and avoided eye contact with me. Pedro sighed gently while scratching the back of his neck. He was the only one who dared to look me into the eyes.

“Chris, let's just go sit down and talk-” He said, reaching for me, but I shoved his hand away and stepped back, looking at all of them in disbelief. I didn’t know what I was expecting. A million scenarios had run through my mind, but not this.

“You knew?” I breathed. Pedro looked away in shame and so did the others. It felt like a grip came around my neck, the betrayal looped itself around my neck and made it hard to believe that this was actually happening. I couldn’t scream or say anything, I couldn’t even look at them, I simply just walked away wanting nothing but to put distance between everyone and myself.