The Reluctant Mafia Bride: His legal Submissive

Daxiane was seated on his rock chair in his patio thinking back to the past when his thoughts got interrupted by Gerald, his most trusted guard and supposed friend. Gerald has been with him since he could remember. He could remember how he saved him from his ruthless father and abusive father. He then invited him to join the mafia family and since then Gerald has been grateful to Daxiane.

“Boss, sorry for interrupting” he said in heaved breaths

“this better be good Gerald” –Daxiane puffed the smoke of the cigar in his hand.

“we found your son” he announced excitedly

“really now? Where?” he set down the cigar on the cigar tray. It surprised Gerald that his boss was not excited with the news. ‘what is this man always thinking?’ Gerald thought. He expected him to jump at the news because he has been looking for his heir for five years.

“Mexico” he answered “he was adopted by a woman boss” he added

“what woman?” Daxiane cocked a brow, Gerald handed a file to him

“this is the file that contains everything about your son, Alex”

“Alex?….what a coincidence”

“boss?” Gerald said

“hmmmm a part Jewish and part Moroccan. Interesting.” He smirked when he went through the files.

“Get ready, we are going to Mexico” he handed the file back to Gerald.

M E X I C O [PRESENTLY]

“Alexio honey come downstairs already, we are going to be late already” Sheila said aloud. She was in the kitchen preparing her son’s lunch when she heard a knock on the door.

“yaaayyy he is here” a little voice echoed in the hallway

“Alex where are you going to? Who is here?” Sheila queried when she saw her five year old son running downstairs in such a hurry. She had never seen him run that fast before

“daddy is here mom, open up already” he pouted when all his efforts to reach the door knob proved abortive

“slow down tiger” she laughed and opened the door. She almost on nothing when she saw who was at the door. A man, not just a man; a han…. Handsome would be a crime to refer to him as. He was a beautiful man to her and could be arrested for that. He was tall, huge and muscular judging from how his suit threatened to tear from his body. He had a jet black hair, it was thick and curly….he looked exactly like those rich actors she used to see in the movies. She kept drooling at him, lost in his beauty until he snapped his fingers in her face to bring her back to reality. She cleared her throat and feigned composure.

“yes, how may I help you?” she tried to look into his eyes.

“I am Daxiane….” He said in a deep Italian accent

“dad” Alex shrieked and ran to hug him before Sheila could stop him.

“champion” Daxiane hoisted him up and squeezed his cheek

“I missed you daddy” Alex kissed his cheek.

“likewise chap”—Sheila was shocked to see the striking resemblance between her son and the stranger. ‘why do they look alike? Is my fear finally coming to pass? No….. nobody will take my baby boy from me?’ she thought. She forcefully took him out the stranger’s arms.

“mom” Alex whinned“get inside baby” she made him go inside, she then turned to the handsome stranger.

“What can I help you with and how do you know my son?”

“Your son?” he smirked “may I can come in, I mean no harm I promise” –She was hesitant, she let out heaved sighs and then let him. He smiled at her briefly when she let him in. He put both hands in his pants pockets as his eyes scanned the house. To him it was simple and beautiful. The furniture was put properly in their position, he could see a picture frame of shieila and Alex when he was a baby. He only turned around when Sheila cleared her throat. He observed her features keenly. She had a diamond shaped face, curly and red hair that lingered to the sides of her face. She also had a smooth forehead, her eyes were almond shaped; her orbs were blue, her nose was small and straight; probably too small to Daxiane. He fixed his gaze on her lips, they were full and supple. Sheila did not like how he looked at her, it was as if he was glaring at her so she straightened up and rose her brow up.

“You have not told me what you want my son”

“He is my son and I am here for him so let us not things difficult. Name your price and hand him over.” He said in a stern tone. What he said made her weak to her bone, she felt sick to her stomach“WHAT!” she whispered when she finally found her voice…….

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