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                       ROSETTE

                       What?

                         Why?

     Although I had no right to ask any questions, I couldn't help it. It seemed quite odd that he would want to move far from his headquarters. The car we were riding in smoothly rolled down the road, low music playing. It was quiet in the car, both the driver and Micah focused on other things. I kept fiddling with my fingers, unsure of what to do in the presence of my husband.

      My eyes were trained on my laps, thoughts spiraling around in my head. In the short amount of time I have been around the mafia men I learned that submission was required.

"Would you stop playing with your fingers, it's irritating."

     I quickly put my fingers to rest, trying to avoid any negative reactions. He seemed satisfied with it but his eyes stayed on me, almost burning holes into my skull.

"You should learn to hold your head up high since you will head a mafia. I don't really see what you are scared of."

                       Honestly?

                    What the hell?

     I was very scared of him and nothing would change that.

        I was scared for my life.

     I turned my head to him with a bewildered look on my face. He only shrugged and got his attention back onto his phone. Puffing out a frustrated breath, I scooted closer to the window and just stared at it.

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                      ELIJAH

    What was she really scared of?

  All she had to do was be a perfect wife and lead the mafia with me.

         I didn't see the big deal.

     It angered me to know how that she didn't want to be by my side, but it enraged me to know that she didn't want to be part of my mafia.

It was clearly written all over her face.

       I couldn't take the risk of letting her go because then I'd have to kill her. A smirk made its way to my face as I thought of what I would do to her before killing her.

The sex would be mind blowing.

      Time went by and two hours later, we were at my mansion. I had designed it myself, making sure it was fit for my queen. The place was surrounded purely by forests, giving us all the privacy we needed. It was of the top most security and with it came a magnificent view of the highlands around.

      As the car went past the gates I could spot Rosette's jaw drop open, obviously showing her surprise.

            I guess I did good.

      A smile crept up my face as her eyes followed every outlining in sight, taking in the magnificent structure. I myself had been impressed once the building was finished. It stood tall and proud, it's golden hue shining against the sun rays.

       As soon as the car stopped, she alighted and hurried towards the door. It made me ecstatic to see her out of her shell and carefree. It was as if all her fear and hesitance was fading. The butler that had been waiting at the door opened it for her, letting her enjoy the interior. She stood at the door, her eyes wide and to my take, she was surprised by the magnificent job done in the interior.

      I strided towards the entrance, waiting to embrace the warmth of our new home. My brows furrowed when Rosette still stood at the door and worry started to seep in but it was overcome with anger once I got a look at what she had been staring at.

        Angela.