His Mafia Bride

DANTE

I ran across to Alina, coming to her aid before she could fall to the ground.

Fear consumed me for the first time and I had no clue why.

“Diego!” I yelled immedately tucking out my gun from my pants and firing two quick shots at his arm.

Diego who tried to make a run for it fell to the ground in pain, a red stain spreading on his white shirt and forming a pattern around his arm.

Clutching to his arm, he winced in pain and gritted his teeth in anger at me.

At the sound of a gunshot, my guards come running inside in numbers.

“Diego I trusted you and you tried to actually kill me. I promise I’ll lead you to the gates of hell. Take him away and lock him up in the cellar. When I’m done I’ll come for him” I snarled, ordering my guards.

“And also get one of my cars ready! I need a driver in one of them asap” I yelled in a matter of urgency, Alina’s unconscious body still resting in my arms.

Without thinking twice, I carried her now frail self bridal style and clutched on to her tightly, my feets shuffling outside and pushing through the door.

Running down the paved corridor of my mansion, I went towards my league parked cars and spotted a driver already standing next to one of them.

On sighting my tensed self, he quickly rushed to open the door and I shambled in at once.

“Get this fucking car on the road to the hospital!” I yelled, more furious than ever.

The driver at once got into the car after shutting my door and in instant, ignited the engine of the car.

The roaring sound of the engines got me even more worried and tensed as the driver put the car on the road.

The car drove so fast, the eager wind whipping my hair across my face and gliding through me while I stared at the cold face of Alina.

My worries soared every minute and it felt like my entire world was crumbling.

The driver drove speedily on the highway like we all had second lives, hands furiously manoeuvring the steering wheel of my car and honking at cars blocking our path.

My heart was pounding so fast as he drove. My heart, my mind, my entire body; they were no longer in sync. It felt like my entire body was dying.

Alina’s anguish and painful plea was still resounding in my ears. Why was I feeling like this?All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

I have always wanted her to die though but not in such a manner. I never wanted her to be in a position where she would have to sacrifice her life for mine.

This was wrong. She took the poison meant for me and she actually tried to warn me about it before taking that drastic step but I choose not to believe her.

My entire world suddenly felt so bleak and dark. If anything happened to Alina… Fuck! I didn’t just want to think of what I would do to Diego at this point.

The muscles in my jaw clenched with my Adam’s apple gobbling repeatedly as my hatred for Diego burned like an inferno within me.

I would butcher him like a pig and make sure he passes through excruciating pain for an attempt on my life and also for putting Alina through this.

Nobody touches Dante’s property and walks away scot free. Nobody.

Clutching on to Alina tighter, I focused on her face which was extremely getting pale each passing moment as the car sped along the high way. Her lips were getting so dried.

Anxiety kicked in, fear gripped me and horror was written all over my face. My world vanished of its colour with my heart beginning to beat rapidly, my knees wanting to drop to the ground. My mind was in disarray and shambles. Alina had honestly brought me to my knees. I’ve never been this scared in my entire life.

I still can’t believe Alina would risk her life for me. It was so absurd. Why didn’t she just let Diego kill me? Why go through this for me?

I would kill her but she choose to risk it all for me.

“Why Alina? Why would you do this?” My tone came as a silent whisper as I buried my face in the crook of Alina’s neck.

A sharp stinging pain of guilt brewed up in my chest as memories of how I had been mean and uncaring towards Alina flashed before my eyes.

Oh fuck. Right now I just wanted her to be hale and hearty. I wanted my wife cured.

The drive to the hospital felt like a century, panic eating me up and my tremor rising each passing moment until we pulled over at the hospital.

Giving the urgency of the situation, a stretcher was at once brought by the hospital workers and Alina was immedately laid on it.

I held on to her hand, my eyes never drifting from her pale face not even for a second.

Alina was rushed into the Intensive Care Unit and the doors were shut so tightly.

I loomed by the door way, trying to get a good view of what was happening inside as the medical team surrounded her bed.

The hospital halls were so busy.  Doctors, nurses and patients were all scattered about giving the hospital this oozing scent of drugs and blood. I felt like gagging.

I almost forgot to breathe as I stared at was what going on. It felt like air had been sucked from my lungs and I couldn’t breathe at all. My heart pierced into multiple pieces. My whole body wasn’t in sync anymore.

Alina was making me loose my mind.

I had never been this scared before in my life. The thought of not ever seeing life in those hazel eyes got me quivering.

This was the most painful experience I had ever gone through apart from the death of my parents. Pain was an understatement of what I was going through. It felt like I was slowly dying.

My sanity was slipping out of me and my heart beat was increasing at a rapid pace.

I watched a nurse place a resuscitator mask on her face.

Time seemed to stop in the universe, the only thing that I could only concentrate on right now was Alina.

I was truly in my weakest state. My mind was in turmoil. My heart repeatedly slammed against its rib cages, the muscles ceasing to function with my heart sinking towards the deepest pits of my worst fears.

I swear I will make Diego pass through hell. I’ll kill him in such a gruesome manner and feed his body to my dogs.

I frothed on the inside as my mind conjured the different ways I could kill Diego. My demon was out and it was out for Diego’s blood.

But right now, Alina mattered the most to me and I just wanted to see my wife alive.

“God if you exist, please save Alina. Dio ti prego salva mia moglie”