#Chapter 15- A Timely Meetings
#Chapter 15 – A Timely Meeting
Stella
I roll my eyes and click a button on the side of the car door. The window rolls up, Adrian drawing his hands away. Without another word, Sebastian steps on the gas pedal and the car speeds away.
“Stella,” Sebastian says my name like it is butter rolling off of his tongue, “if you need to talk to me about your marriage with him-”
“No,” I cut him off, “it’s fine. I would rather you not get involved. It will only make things worse for me, trust
me.”
I can feel his gaze burn into the side of my face. I have to lock away before, unable to look at the confused and saddened look in his eyes. Out of the corner of my eye, I watch as he slowly nods, turning his full attention towards the road.
The rest of the drive is silent except for the radio that plays news reports for Sebastian to listen to. He needs to stay updated on the city as the heir to the Obsidian Pact’s Godfather title. I watch as we drive by tall skyscrapers, making our way to where the different Mafia family members meet.
“You can stay in the car if you want,” Sebastian looks over at me, “or you can sit in a nearby room and wait until we’re done.”
“What if I were to go in? It can help clear my head and I can be introduced to the other leaders,” 1 breathe out. Sebastian thinks it over, slowly nodding.
“You’re going to need a mask, though,” he says, putting the car in park as we sit in front of the mafia building. He reaches into the backseat and pulls out my mask from the masquerade ball.
I take it from his hands and smile, placing it on my face, walking inside the building with him.
I’m met with unimpressed and disinterested faces as soon as I enter the room. My brothers nod their heads at me as I enter, Sebastian pulling out my seat for me.
As the meeting moves on, all thanks to Sebastian and Dominic. I stare straight ahead, avoiding the other leaders‘ gazes. A couple of times throughout the meeting, they’d lean over to each other and whisper while staring at me.
Once the meeting was over, Sebastian allowed the others to ask any questions about his plans. One man raised his hand and Sebastian nods at him.
“We are displeased by her presence,” he begins, staring at me, “it’s a disgrace that someone who we don’t even know, can’t carry a gun, and is severely under qualified is allowed to sit at the table with us.”
Many of the men agree with low grumbles, nodding their heads and looking back and forth at each other. My brothers, on the other hand, glare at them.
Silas places his gun on the wooden table while Luca cracks his knuckles. Sebastian’s graze goes dark and it looks like Matteo is ready to do surgery on each and every one of them if I said the word.
Luca slams his fists against the table and stand, his chair scraping against the floor. He looks at every single one of them, eyes dark and in a sharp glare.
No words have to be said for their message to get across.
I am the mafia princess.
The mafia leaders gulp and their hands slightly shake on the top of the wooden table. One of them stands from their chair and keeps their hands pressed against the table, leaning over.
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“Jury are the roatia primeres does not mean you are qualified to be in here,” he speaks directly to the stand and match his demeanor, my eyes darkening from behind my mask
“Let var maku mojster when I say this,” I spit the word out, “you inherited your power and title just like I dud and yes, under your management, you have lost a substantial amount of power and influence in the city. It’s
decting You’re lucky to be sitting here”
The man’s jaws, eyes widening from surprise. Hears his throat and turns to exit the room without another wordt straighten my back and look at the rest of the men.
To the side, Sebastian begins to slowly clap, an amused and proud smile on his face. Nobody dared to speak up against my brothers and 1.
They slowly exit the meeting room one by one, bowing the whour eyes remain on me while the men leave. I tum to him
heads to us as they go. I stand beside Sebastian, and place my hands on my hips.
‘I think I should get some firearm training, no?” I ask alogo. Sebastian nods and I turn to the rest of the who nod as well.
group,
“We’ll go shoot,” Silas‘ deadpan tone makes my smile grow. Luca rests his hands on Silas‘ shoulders, leaning
over him
*And we’ll have some fun too!” He chimes in.
Adrian
Clara’s hand is tightly wrapped in mine, squishing my fingers as she drags me towards the shooting range. The sound of gunshots grow louder and louder the closer we get to the range.
Clara practically skips, her gegles mixing with the firing bullets. She looks back at me and smiles.
We turn the corner and find ourselves at the end of the range. There are a few empty spaces between us and the other people at the range. One group is large, their laughter floating over to us.
I inhale and turn, placing a gun on the counter in front of us. A familiar head of dark hair catches my attention. My breath hitches in my throat.
It’s Stella She’s surrounded by five men and is smiling brightly, talking with them as the man, who posed as a delivery person, loads a magazine for her.
Clara tenses at my side, slipping to the other side of my body. She looks over at the group, watching as Stella slaps the man’s arm. My heart pounds inside my chest, ears growing hot from jealousy.
“Look at her,” Clara begins, her tone filled with nothing but disgust. “I always knew that she was unfaithful towards you. Of course, she fell for another man while you two are married. How cruel-”
“No,” I interject, shaking my head. I release Clara and place my hands on my hips, my eyes unable to leave Stella’s smiling face. “She would not cheat on me. She is only doing this to provoke me, to put on a show.”
“And you know this how?” Clara questions me. I ignore her keeping my gaze steady on the group.
Stella steps up to the stall. The silver hand gun is big in her hands, it probably feels heavy to her. She looks over her shoulder as the delivery man steps up behind her.
She tucks a lock of dark hair behind her ear, smiling as he presses his chest against her back. My breathing instantly becomes shallow and ragged. He places his hands on top of hers and raises the gun up in the air.
He leans down and whispers something into her ear, their expressions now serious. He points to different parts of the gun with one hand while he explains.
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#Chapter 15–A Timely Meeting
I look at the counter where the gun sits. A wave of discomfort and jealousy surges from within me, my mind beginning to wander to all of the possibilities of what Stella’s relationship is with that man.
No. There is no relationship between them. I am her husband and she is my wife. If she wants to learn how to shoot, I’ll teach her how to shoot.
