Arranged To Marry The Enemy (a Mafia story) by Zainab Ajike (no david read aloud txt) 📕

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Forgive, yes

Forget, No

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Roman's point of view:

I went out of the hotel room to the elevator. Everything was almost silent when I got to the lobby. I got out of the elevator when it reached the floor I was going to. 

"Hello handsome." A lady walked up to me. She is only dressed in her bikini outfit.

She eyed me from head to toe as she licked her lips seductively.

"Do you mind if we go to my room? I will fuck you to your satisfaction." She said as she touched my chest and used her finger to draw a circle continuously on my chest.

"Trust me if I was single I would have jumped on the offer but I am married so I am not interested. Moreover, you see my wife in that room, she is a mafian. She won't hesitate to use her sword on you. I mean kill you. And she is the only one who makes me feel satisfied. So if you don't mind, I have somewhere I need to be right now and I am running out of time. Try your luck with another man. Have a nice day." With that I left her there hanging with confusion and anger lacing on her face.

When I left the hotel,  A car was already waiting for me. I went to the driver's corner and my driver got down from the car, understanding what I was intending to do.

He got down from the car and I got in, he went to the other side and got in.

I started the car and drove off.

"Can we still meet him there?" I asked my driver.

"I don't think so, we are a few minutes late." He replied with his Thai accent.

"Let's just hope we do."I said as I focused on the road, I was already in my business mode.

"Where is the weed?" I asked him.

"I was not able to get weed so I brought, cigar. La Palina Nicaragua Oscuro Gordo's brand." He said as he brought it out.

"My wife won't allow me to smoke around her." I complained to him.

"You must cherish her a lot, you can't do without having a puff in a day." He chuckled.

"Are you telling me I was an addict?" I asked him and gave him a glance.

"No, I wouldn't dare." He surrendered.

"Do I?" I asked no one in particular.

"What?" He asked.

"You said I cherish her a lot." I smiled bitterly.

"I think you do, sir. You rarely talk and you are always with you weed, but seeing you talk freely with a person especially a lady is a surprise. And you are also retraining yourself from smoking around her simply because she said that is something I can't seem to believe. If it was a stranger that told me all these, I would have killed him or her without a second thought." He said.

"She is Alexis, you should know the Alexei family, our greatest and biggest enemy. I shouldn't be around her like this but I don't know why I am doing all these? I got married to her just to save both families from crashing down. I shouldn't like her not to talk of love so I think I care about her, but liking her isn't in my vocabulary words or dictionary, or my schedule." I explained to him.

"You can tell now, the time you spend together and the memories you both create will judge your feelings for her. Just know that love happens any damn time. It doesn't notify a person, you will just see yourself talking. Don't underestimate that affection." He advised.

"Why are we even talking about this damn discussion? Forget about it, Hong. A real mafian doesn't fall in love. So that stupid word or affection is not in my dictionary and it will never be." I tried to convince myself. Well, I convinced myself. That's right.

"Light the cigar." I said to him and he did as instructed. He passed it to me which I gladly collected from him and took a long draw of it as I placed it in my mouth. I released the smoke into the fresh air, polluting it.

Hong's facial expression shows his disinterest in smoking, he hates to smoke a lot but he can drink like no tomorrow.

"What? You can leave my car if you don't like what I am smoking." I said to him, giving him options.

"I am okay with it." Hong said as he looked out of the window.

"He must have left by now." I guessed.

"Let's just try our luck." He said and I sped up so that I could meet that jerk before he left the museum.

"We are here." Hong announced. I stopped the car and got out of it.

"This is the route he is always taking when he is going home from work." Hong said to me as he joined me in sitting on the bench side where the car is.

"He is coming already." Hong whispered.

I looked at him as he walked towards us unknowingly. Immediately he walked past, I was quick to hit his head with the back of my gun. He fell down on the floor and Hong did his job by carrying him more by pushing him into the car. I drove the car to a deserted area. After I knew it was secure and safe for us, I parked the car and Hong dragged the jerk out of the car.

I got down from the car and studied him for a while before kicking him hard on his groin.

He stirred his body before opening his eyes slowly.

"Ahh." He whimpered as he touched his head.

He sat up slowly as he regained his consciousness.

He looked up to Hong and me.

"Who the fuck are you guys?" He whimpered.

"Don't you remember my face?" I smirked at him.

"Who....?" He stopped when he remembered me.

He is the receptionist from the museum who always collects illegal money from tourists.

"What the fuck do you want from me? We're you the one that hit me with the object that caused me to lose consciousness? Who the fuck are you, man? I will make you regret messing with the wrong guy. Just let me get out of this mess. I will deal with you badly so that you will regret the day you were born." He threatened.