Chapter 3

• My Fate
• Mandy’s POV
• I jumped up on my feet and was about to pounce onto Carlo, for the way he was treating my friend. But before I could even take one step, a hand reached up and grabbed a hold of me. “Where do you think you are going little tiger? Haven’t you already caused your friend over there enough pain. Here she is trying to save you, and all you are doing is getting her hurt. Let me just tell you what is going to happen next. First you are going to sit the fuck back down, and have a drink with me. If you do as your told I will have my man Carlos there release his little lady. Let me just if you don’t do exactly what the fuck I say, then I will instruct Carlos to discipline Sarah, while you watch. Then I will make her watch as I punish you. So, what’s it going to be?”
• Both men in the room held nothing but pure evil in their eyes. I swallowed the lump in my throat and sighed when I saw Sarah shaking her head. I plopped down onto the leather couch, and spat out. “I would love a drink please and thank you.” I didn’t face Matteo, because I wasn’t sure if I could keep myself from doing anything stupid. Matteo clapped his hands together and with a chirpy voice stated. “I’m so glad you decided to do things my way. Now, I want you to walk over to that bar in the corner and poor everyone a shot. I bolted upward and strolled over to the bar. I put some ice in the mixer, and dumped in the Vodka into the jigger. I shook the container, distributed the icy cold liquid evenly into four shot glasses, then served the drinks.
• After handing Matteo his shot, I sank down in the same seat as I occupied before. “Good girl.” He purred out at me. He then glanced over at Carlos and nodded his head one time signaling for him to release Sarah’s throat. “Solute.” Carlos said and we all downed our drink. Matteo stood up abruptly and buttoned his tailored fitted suit jacket. I couldn’t help but hope that he was about to leave. He begins speaking with Carlos. “Keep me informed on the situation going on downstairs. Don’t forget that we have a meeting tomorrow, so don’t be late. I do believe that the answer to the problem with my father has fallen into my lap. I’m headed home to play.” I let out a breath that I didn’t know I was holding when he stated he was leaving.
• I was still looking down at the ground when I suddenly seen a hand fall down in front of my face. I hesitantly peeked up to see what the hell Matteo was doing. As soon as our eyes meet, he started barking out orders. “Let’s go. You are going home with me tonight.” Appalled that he would think that I was that type of girl, I leaned myself further into the couch away from him. Matteo spat out at me. “Oh, I am going to love breaking you. Right now, there are only two options available to you. One is you can either come with me on your own, or two I can put a bullet in your friends head over there.” He reached into his inside jacket pocket and pulled out a hand gun. I gulped down my fear and took his hand. He crooned “good girl” at me while escorting me out of the office.
• The guard that was stationed outside the door fell into line behind us. We walked out of the back door of the club. There was an envoy of new Land Rover Range Rover’s parked in the alley. The driver got out of the middle SUV and opened the back door for Matteo and I. Once the vehicle started moving, I asked the dreaded question that I was worried about. “Where are we going, and what do you want with me?” Matteo didn’t answer me, instead he pulled out his phone and started typing out a message while ignoring me.
• We drove for about forty minutes until we came to a high-rise-apartments, that was located right across from Central Park. The bellhop ran out and opened the door for us. Matteo climbed out first then turned to me and waited for me to exit. When I didn’t show any signs of getting out on my own, Matteo stretched out his arm inside the SUV and snatched me by the hair of the head and dragged me out. Once my feet touched the pavement. I expected him to let go, but he apparently had no care in the world for anyone to see him big boying me. Because he led me all the way inside building, into the elevator, and in his house, by the hair of my head.
• I tried to hold back the tears, but the way he showed me no remorse frightened me for what was to come. He released his grasp he had on me, and pushed me to my knees in the middle of the living room floor. He began circling me like a shark. The sound of his expensive loafers pacing was the only sound I could hear. That was until he started talking. “Mandy I am not sure how much Sarah has told you about who her boyfriend is or what he does for a living, So I’m going to give you the run down. Get everything out in the open, that way you can start making your choices. Carlos Sarah’s man, is my second in command. Now I bet your wondering who am I. Well, I am the heir to the strongest Italian Mafia in North America. We operate of different laws then civilians do. My family is brutal and we run every part of this city. Now remember when I told Carlos that the answer to my fathers problem fell into my lap? I was referring to you. Now your mind is probably wondering how you could be my answer. Let me begin by telling you a little about my predicament. My father is ready to retire and me take over all of our businesses, but in order for me to become the next Don, I have to be married. I was given one week to find my bride, or else my bratva will be passed to my cousin. This is where you come in. I’m going to marry you.