His Bride: Being the mafia’s princess

Lillian hugged her pillow tight to her chest as she thought of all that happened recently. She just couldn’t understand who had wanted to kill him.

Who did he offend that wanted to end his life? And to even think he didn’t do anything about it? Or was he?

What if the doctor hadn’t arrived earlier, what would have then happened?

She took in a sharp breath, throwing the pillow aside.

“If he isn’t going to call the cops, then I’ll have to help him do it.” She muttered to herself, clicking her tongue as she picked up her phone.

“But come to think of it, I don’t have any cop’s number.” She said as she clicked her tongue again.

“I’ll call Fred, he might have one.” She said again, dialing her brother’s number.

He picked up on the second ring.

“Hey, little sis.” He said.

“Where the heck are you? It’s so noisy over there.” She said in a little scoff.

“I’m sorry, I’ll step out in a sec.” Fred said. There was silence for some seconds before he spoke up again.

“I’m out now, so what’s up?” He said and she sighed.

“I’m fine, and can see you’re good too?” She said, like a question.

“Yeah.”

“I called to know if you have any cops numbers.” She said.

“A cop’s number?” Fred repeated, and she nodded like he could see her.

“Yeah.” She affirmed.

“Mind to tell me why you need one?” Fred asked.

“Well, he was shot with a poisoned bullet, so I’ll like to report it to a responsible cop.” She explained.

“By he, you mean your husband?” Fred asked to confirm.

“Yes.” She replied slowly with a nod.

“Alright, I’ll send you a number right now.” He said.

“Please do, I’ll be waiting.” She said with a small smile before hanging up.

Her phone beeped shortly, and she checked it to see it was a number sent from Fred.

She saved it to her contact before she tried dialing it, but the door opened, and she looked up from her phone, aborting the call she was about to make.

“Hi!” She said in a smile to Rex, who just took a few steps into the room.

“The boss wants you in his room now.” Rex said with a straight look, ignoring her greeting.

Lillian raised her brows at him with a questioning look, it was so unlike of him to ignore her that way.Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

“Is there any problem?” She asked as her smile was beginning to fade.

“You will find out when you get there. Let’s go, we wouldn’t want to keep him waiting.” He replied coldly.

“Alright.” She said lowly, crawling out of the bed.

Rex turned towards the door when she was close enough to him, and they both left the room.

Lillian walked behind him to Don’s room and as they were approaching the room, she wanted to call his attention to ask questions, but he didn’t seem like he was in a good mood, so she just let it pass.

They finally got to the door and went in.

Don was backing them with clenched fists behind him. Draco too was in the room, standing beside the door.

“She is here, boss.” Rex announced and left Lillian’s side to stand beside Draco.

Don didn’t turn around for a while and when he did, his face expressed anger. He took slow strides towards her, staring keenly at her, or rather glaring at her.

Lillian bowed her head when she couldn’t stand those angry eyes again.

What was happening? Why does he look so furious? And why was he looking at her that way?

A heavy slap broke off her thoughts as it landed on her cheek, making her fall to the floor instantly. She held on to her cheek and hot tears began dropping down from her eyes.

She looked up but was once again mishandled by Don, who dragged her up by her hair.

“Ahhhhhh!” She yelped in pain as he threw her beside the bed. Her knee hit the wooden part of the bed, and she couldn’t help but to yelp again.

“How dare you, Lillian!!” Don fired with rage, and she looked at him with tears blinded eyes. Don remained where he was as he stared daggers at her.

“Bring her to me.” He ordered, and Draco went to drag her out. He brought her closer to his boss as he waited for the next order.

“Leave her.” Don ordered again, and he left her, walking back to where he stood earlier.

“When your father needed a way to protect your miserable soul, I offered to help, and you are paying me back by trying to kill me!” He seethed out in anger.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Lillian whimpered in tears.

He dragged her up by the neck, almost choking her, and she tried hard to remove his hands from her neck as she was losing her breath.

“You would know by the time I’m done draining every single blood in you.” He said dangerously, and Lillian couldn’t help but to get even more scared.

“Lock her up in the prisoner’s cell.” He ordered as he released her immediately like she was a contagious disease.

She held her neck, coughing continually, as she held her thighs for support.

Draco and Rex went to her as they roughly held her up. Presently, they didn’t care if she was their boss’s wife, the order was what that mattered.

“I didn’t do anything!” She cried out, trying to wiggle out of their stronghold.

“Please, listen to me. I am innocent of what I am accused.” She cried out again as the guards finally took her out of the room.

Don clenched his fist and sat back on the bed as he tried to control his anger.

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Lillian whimpered in tears as she sat on the bare floor and hugged her knees. What did she ever do to deserve something as cruel as this from him?

Her face was hurting and her neck, as well as her knee, were burning. She sniffed back her tears, gulping down nothing.

She closed her eyes, resting her head on the wall, and fresh tears came flowing down her cheeks again.

The cell gate opened, but she didn’t open her eyes.

“Remember, you only have three minutes.” The boy guarding the cell said to Drake, and he nodded. The boy left the cell and Drake stood still for a while.

He sighed and went closer to her as he squatted down to her level and made to wipe the tears that were flowing down, but she opened her eyes, constraining him to take his hands away.

“Hi!” He said, but she didn’t respond, as she only stared at him. She wiped the tears and rubbed her nose, sniffing loudly.

“I didn’t do it. I don’t even know what I’m accused of.” Lillian tried to say but ended up whimpering.

“Some things were found in your room. And it showed us some agreement you and a person had about the attack, so I want to know, do you really have a hand in it?” Drake said, and it shocked Lillian down to her bone marrow.

“I don’t have a hand in anything.” She replied as the tears continued to flow.

“Look around you, Lillian, we’re alone here, so just tell me the truth.”

“What are you saying? Why would I want to kill him? What’s my gain if I do so?” Lillian threw questions at him, and he bowed his head before lifting it back.

“In essence, you didn’t do it?” Drake said to be certain, and more tears rolled down her cheeks.

“I didn’t. You’ve got to believe me, Drake.” She said, sobbing harder, and he engulfed her in a hug with the aim of consoling her.

“I didn’t do anything, believe me.” She continued whimpering. Drake disengaged as he wiped her tears with his finger.

“It’s alright. I believe you.” He cooed, still wiping her tears.

“I will see if I can get you food.” He said, staring at her face before standing up.

“Please, promise me that you would prove my innocence.” She pleaded now sniffing quietly.

Somehow, Drake had managed to stop her tears, even if she still felt pained.

“I promise.” He said in a nod before leaving the cell.

It wasn’t going to be easy, but he would try his very best to get to the root of all this.

Drake brought out his phone and dialed Bella’s number when he was far from the cell. She picked at the second ring.

“Hey! How is my brother doing?” She said immediately.

“He is doing alright.” He replied quietly as he dipped his free hand in his pocket.

“Is he awake?” She asked.

“Yes.” Drake replied, and she heaved a sigh of relief.

“Bella, there’s a problem.” He started lowly.

“What is it?” She asked, sounding alarmed.

“Lillian was accused of having a hand in your brother’s attack.” Drake replied after a little hesitation.

“What!!!” Bella, half yelled, making Drake take the phone off his ear before he returned it back.

“A file was found in her room, and it was some sort of agreement concerning what happened to your brother.” He explained, sighing after the last word.

“Where is she now?” Bella asked with her voice expressing shock through the phone.

“She is now in the prisoner’s cell, but from what I heard, she will be tortured until she tells who she connived with.” He replied, bowing his head.

“Oh my goodness! What the heck is wrong with my brother!!!” Bella yelled out from the phone, and he had to remove the phone again from his ear before putting it back.

“She denied the accusation and somehow, I believe her.” He continued.

“I think someone is trying to frame her.” He said, again, glancing around to make sure nobody was coming.

“I also agree with you. Lillian isn’t that type of person, I mean, why would she do that?”

“What do we do now?” Bella said again after a while.

“I promised her that I would prove her innocence, but I don’t even know what to do or where to start from.” Drake groaned out a little.

“Tomorrow.” Bella said, and he raised a brow confused.

“Tomorrow?” He repeated, still looking befuddled.

“I would be back tomorrow, and we’ll both investigate how to get her out of there.”