His Bride: Being the mafia’s princess

Lillian gulped down hard with her eyes lingering on the ground. She exhaled sharply before lifting her gaze slightly.

She coughed out lightly and exhaled again due to the smoke from the cigarette stick that had filled the air.

“She started everything first.” She managed to say, also trying not to meet his keen gaze on her.

Breathing in was beginning to get difficult for her, but she didn’t bother to complain, especially not in the mood she met him.

“What?” He asked with a grim look after a while as he dumped the cigarette stick into the ashtray.

“After our little encounter…..” She stuttered out but trailed off, trying to look for a suitable word to describe their encounter in the hallway.

“She attacked me and I couldn’t take it any longer, so I retaliated.” She continued in explanation and heaved a sigh.

“Was that why you tried to terminate her pregnancy?” He questioned sternly.

Lillian was forced to stare in his direction and their gaze met but his was more intense.

This was just what she feared, Don having the thought that she was trying to kill the baby or the mother.

“That’s not true.” She mumbled, but Don still overheard her.

“What exactly isn’t?” He asked, raising a brow.

“The fact that I attempted to kill the baby.” She opposed softly, her tone breaking as she spoke those words.

“But that was the result of your actions. You killed the baby.” Don replied blatantly. His expression was void of emotions.

“I…..” Lillian stuttered out with her lips quivering and eyes filled to the brim with tears.

“Leave.” Don chipped in a low tone, breaking his gaze away from her. He fell to the bed like he was not bothered about her at all.

She sucked in her breath and blinked back her tears, wiping off the droplet that rolled down in the process. Glancing at him one last time, she walked out of the room.

He didn’t even bother to glance at her to see how those accusations hurt her.

“What a jerk!” She cussed under her breath as she made her way through the hallway wearily.

To think he still doesn’t trust her after months of staying with them in the mansion, he really irritated her at the moment.

She halted her steps when she got to her doorstep and paused. She just couldn’t wait to lay on her bed and cry her eyes out while hugging her pillow. Furthermore, she heaved another sigh as she twisted the doorknob and pushed it open.

Likewise, she halted almost immediately, seeing Bella pace to and fro in the room. Not only that, but she closed the door behind her quietly before turning back to face her.

Bella seemed to notice her presence as she stopped pacing and turned to her.

“You’re back.” She stated the obvious with her eyes roaming round her body.

“Why are you here?” Lillian said instead and walked past her to the bed as she plonked herself on it in a heavy sigh.

Her face was buried into the bed, and it got Bella worried the more.

“What happened?” Bella asked back, turning back to face her, but Lillian didn’t say a word.

“Did he do anything to you? Did he touch you?” Bella threw a series of questions to her and walked up to stand in front of her when she still didn’t answer.

Lillian sat up and, instead, let out a deep breath.

“Answer me, Lillian, did my brother do anything to you?” Bella repeated, tilting her head to stare quizzically at her.

“It wasn’t really my fault.” Lillian found herself saying, but it was almost inaudible.

“I didn’t mean for all this to happen. I was just at home, bored and tired, when she attacked me all of a sudden. I know she was just being jealous, but was it my fault that your brother had saved me from falling over the stairs?” She chuckled quietly and blinked back her tears.

Her heart was heavy and even her voice was failing her to speak.

“At first, I didn’t do anything even after she slapped me but calling me good for nothing and a slut was really out of it.” She paused again and sniffled.

“I just wanted to prove to her that I wasn’t like anything she called me, but then it only proved that I was foolish. I should have been more careful.” She finished her narration and wiped off all the tears droplets from her eyes.

“What did my brother say to you?” Bella asked, seeming to understand a few out of all Lillian had said.

Lillian turned to her, teary-eyed and gulped down hard.

“He said I killed the baby. The baby is dead, and I’m to be blamed for it.” Her voice was louder than usual, probably because of the hurt she felt deep down.

“What?” Bella scoffed out in shock.

“Yeah and that it was my initial plan. He thinks I planned it from the onset.” Lillian’s lips trembled as she spoke and even though she had murmured her words, Bella was still able to read her lips.

“He really said all that?” Bella asked and sat beside her.

“I don’t even know how…” Lillian trailed off when she couldn’t describe her emotions. Her tears wouldn’t stop falling, even if she tried to fight it.Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

Bella heaved a low sigh and brought out a handkerchief, wiping her face with it afterward.

“Common, that’s ridiculous. Why would he say such a thing?” She asked no one in particular, still wiping off her tears.

“Besides, the baby was meant to be terminated anyway, so whose fault is it that it faced its fate way sooner than expected?” She let out in another sneer.

“It’s not your fault, so stop blaming yourself.” She spoke out softly this time and handed the handkerchief to Lillian.

Lillian sniffled and wiped the underneath of her eyelids gently before turning to face Bella properly.

“I know. But it’s just that I feel hurt that your brother thinks that of me. I never wanted him to have such an impression of me, it’s just so unfortunate.” Lillian muttered the last part, holding to her chest.

“It will be fine, trust me.” Bella advised with a small nod.

There was silence in the room, with the two ladies having similar thoughts running through their head.

“But wait a minute, since when did you start getting bothered about what my brother thinks of you?” Bella asked out of the blue as she tilted her head with a gaze filled with suspicions.

“Oh please!” Lillian waved off, gathering her legs together on the mattress.

“Please tell me, I’m curious to know.” Bella pressed on in all smiles.

“I don’t know.” Lillian uttered simply and rolled her eyes.

Bella let out a soft chuckle, staring at her with amusement.

“So, what were you guys doing? I overheard him yelling at someone in the room.” Lillian stated, changing the subject.

“Well, it’s a long story.” Bella uttered in a heavy sigh.

“Then make it short. You know, that really got me so scared, thinking he might pour the aggression on me.” Lillian expressed and rolled her eyes.

“Which was why I decided to wait for you in your room. I just wanted to be certain he doesn’t pour out all his frustration on you.” Bella replied with a shrug.

“Aww, thanks for caring. But I really need to know what happened.” Lillian chipped in and sucked in her breath, forming a thin line on her lips.

“Yeah. Remember I told you about an operation that was taking place today?” Bella asked, raising an eyebrow, and Lillian nodded slowly.

“Well, we were attacked and lost the whole goods, including some of the ones we’ve sold out.” Bella explained and frowned a little.

“Oh my goodness.” Lillian muttered, taking her hand to cover her mouth.

“Yeah, so that was what caused the whole saga in the room back then.” Bella replied with a heavy sigh.

“But were you hurt?” Lillian asked as she held her shoulders to check for any sort of injuries before lifting her eyes to stare into hers.

“No.” Came Bella’s cold reply.