Chapter 8

|| SANCIA ALEKSEEV's POV || I waited for his answer silently. In Mafias, legacy was a big deal. I hoped that I hit the right point Vincenzo stopped drinking for a while before he started to walk to me. His voice dropped dangerously low when he voiced those words at me, " Did you think that producing an heir is a big deal for me, dear sister-in-law? Then sorry to tell you, your words won't change anything." I was left stupefied for a second. I thought, Sancia cared about these things like others. Tears of frustration stung my eyes. The last card of my hope was gone. I said between my gritted teeth, " I can't..love you...my enemy.." He replied with a chuckle, turning around to grab his whiskey, " Love is overrated. I want nothing from you." I demanded it again, keeping my tone firm, " I will work by your side after getting married. You can't stop me from meddling in this affair." Sancia replied in a deep voice, there was a faint hesitation behind his eyes, " That depends..on the matters... You will only engage yourself in any matter when I tell you so.." I strongly denied it, hissing at his back, " NO!! This is my group. I want to work for them. They were Viktor's dream. YOU CAN'T STOP ME!! " He seeped his beer so calmly that it began to roll the panic inside me. He turned around to face me, the hint of possessiveness coming fresh from his words, " After marriage, you will be fucking mine. I don't want you inside other men." I crossed my arms stubbornly, raising my head to fix my eyes on him, " Fine! Let's die together in your grandfather's hands then." Vincenzo gritted his teeth but his walls were melting. He threw the glass to the side and replied with a growl, " Fine! If anything goes wrong, your ass will pay for it." I glared at his devilish smirk before storming out of the house. It was better to die daily than getting killed in a shot. After leaving, I trembled as I dialed my grandfather's number. " Grandpa, please... arrange a date of our engagement. We are getting married." Those words stung in my throat. I almost shed the tears but I remembered the condition of my family. I couldn't be so selfish as to throw them under the bus. Grandpa Michael was more than happy. He almost laughed on the phone and had a small talk before we finished our call. As soon as I cut the call, Leo's angry voice snapped my attention back to him, I only realized that Leo had somehow appeared at my car window. His angry expression told me he had overheard our conversation. " YOU ARE FORGETTING YOUR REVENGE, MADAM? HOW CAN YOU MARRY THE MAN WHO HAS KILLED YOUR HUSBAND?" None of my group members liked this marriage. But I stick directly to my decision. I replied in a strong voice, sitting on my car, " I haven't forgotten anything, Leo but..to kill an enemy, you have to stay close to him." Leo roared at me, his brows knitting together, " He will take everything from you. I still think that it was a wrong decision for you. We can fight..we can work on this together.." I liked Leo for his loyalty to me but it was far beyond his limits. I hated to be ordered the most. I punched the backrest of the front seat and yelled back at Leo, losing control of my anger, " DO YOU THINK THAT I HAVE A FUCKING CHOICE? MY FAMILY IS DYING, LEO. I HAVE TO GET MARRIED AS SOON AS POSSIBLE BEFORE I SEE THE CORPSES OF MY FAMILY MEMBERS." Leo fell silent as hurt sliced across his face. I had never raised my voice against him but today messed up my thoughts. He said in a shuddering voice, after giving me a bow, " Do what you wish but remember..we are always here for you..." The waiting time always seems to pass so quickly, and the wedding of my husband’s stepbrother and I arrived as scheduled. " Ah finally!! I can die in peace." Grandpa Michael toasted the glass with my father. The smile was always huge on his lips. I felt suffocated by this whole damn engagement party. One week after my agreement with Vincenzo, Grandpa Michael arranged everything on his own. Even my father was in a hurry to marry me off. He cared for his son more than me. I haven't talked to him ever since he threw me out of his house. For the engagement party, I wore a lavender gown, had a slit cut from my thighs, and matching and amond pieces of jewelry glazed on my skin. The party was kept a secret. We all thought that our enemy might try to attack us if they found out that our group had joined the Don. Only group members of our both gangs had joined the party. " You must be in heaven to think that you are marrying another don.. again.." It was Kaya's voice that dragged my attention. To be honest, Kaya was the least favorite person in my family. Although I was much older than her, she hated my capabilities. I rolled my eyes at her, seeping the wine in my grip, " Not today, Kaya. I am not in the mood to argue with you. If you have a problem, go and tell Grandpa Michael to cancel this marriage." Kaya's expression darkened as she replied in a vicious voice, " You know what, Sancia? I would like to see how you will survive even after knowing that you are marrying the murderer of your late husband. That must be living like a hell feeling." She left with a sneer, forcing my mood to turn dull. I cursed under my breath. Why did the father invite her? I had one motive behind this marriage..bringing down hell to Vincenzo. If I couldn't kill him in person, I would destroy him slowly with my hatred. Another voice rose from my back, snapping me out of my attention, " Can I have the honor to dance with my Fiancee?" I whipped my head back to see Vincenzo again. He wore a dark suit today, which completely matched his gangster vibe. He looked happy today when I felt shit. I wanted to decline his offer but then I saw Grandpa Michael, staring at us. I replied through my gritted teeth, placing my hands in his, " Ye..s..." [ Translation: No. Fucking. Way] He smirked before dragging me to the dance floor. " Dusk Till Dawn" by Zyan was playing in the background. I had a horrible feeling that Vincenzo might have never listened to such a cheesy song in his entire life. This man only knew how to kill and take. Vincenzo chuckled against my sore face, guiding me with the rhythm, " Smile a little, darling. People might think that we are planning to shoot each other anytime." He snapped his eyes at my group before adding his words again, " And...your group members..they look like they are forced to eat shit. Leo.. that guy keeps sending me dagger glares. Am I that bad?" I replied with a fake smile, growling in anger in my mind, " Something worse than shit. They hate you just like me Vincenzo. You are nothing close to me..or anyone..." Vincenzo raised his eyes in amusement. He smirked meaningfully before pulling me against his chest, " Is that so? Then..I think I should change their vision today... Otherwise, they will keep looking at me like that even after our marriage." I couldn't quite get his words. The next moment, he leaned into me, whispering in my ears, " Kiss me then. Not by force. Show them that you are willingly getting married to me, dear sister-in-law." I parted my lips to say ' No ' but that bastard said again, shocking me with his dirty words, " Or else...there will be a good show for you to watch.. something like.. following our old custom.. taking your pussy in front of the whole gang on our wedding night.”