His Bride: Being the mafia’s princess

Don tucked his gun into his pants as he glared at the men on the ground, some were unconscious while a few were groaning in extreme pain. He didn’t waste any more seconds before he left the area.

Pablo was actually more prepared, considering the number of guards he had secretly placed in the building.

Fortunately, Don and his personal guards were well-trained enough to take them all down. Although, they wouldn’t stop trooping into the building, more like they already knew of the intruders.

As Don ran up the stairs, he was more vigilant than ever. The occurrence from earlier should never happen again, especially since he had only a limited time.

Yes! He was already informed by Sir. Jeffrey about the short time they had to rescue Lillian. He would rather not waste a second out of it even though, three minutes had passed already.

He halted when he got to a hallway leading to different rooms. Opening one of the rooms, he concluded he wouldn’t be able to make it if he searched through them one after the other, considering how spacious it looked.

“F*ck!” He mumbled as he ran his hand through his hair, frustratingly.

He took a few steps into the hallway, where he began to yell Lillian’s name. “Lillian! ….. Lillian! Where are you?!” Don continued to yell as he took steps forward quietly.

Shortly, a sound of a fallen object was heard, then muffled groans followed. Without being told who that might be, he hastened his steps into the room where the sounds were coming from and searched deeper until he found Lillian!

The state she was in almost weakened Don to the knees, if not that his biggest goal was to get her out of that seat and from the building immediately. It was so obvious she had tried to fight for her freedom, with how disarranged everything around her looked.

He hastily ran to her aid as he began to rid her of every barrier, including the bomb. Luckily, he was good with these things, so it didn’t take him much time and effort, at the same being so careful before the bomb went off.

She jumped into his arms immediately she was freed and cried like a baby. “Don!”

Don exhaled softly and patted her back, “Shhh, it’s okay. I’m here now.” His soothing words into her ears made her calm a little as she sniffled.

Right before then, Lillian almost thought she would die, especially after listening to Pablo’s conversation with her father. She became certain there was nobody that could save her in that short period of time.Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

But hearing Don’s voice mended all her shattered hope, which was why she alerted him by pushing a nearby rod to the ground.

Slowly, Don disengaged from the hug as he wiped her tear-stained cheeks with his hands gently. Her eye bags were puffy, which only meant she’d been crying even before he arrived.

While wiping her tears, his heart was burning with rage, but he managed not to show it. He couldn’t wait to get his eyes on Pablo, then he would show who really was boss.

“Let’s go.” He lifted Lillian up when he finished and led her out of the place, being careful and extra vigilant at the same time.

Lillian suddenly fell back on the staircase as a soft groan left her lips. Her free hand rested on her tummy and she held unto it tight.

“What’s wrong?” Don asked, crouching down to her level instantly.

“I’m just having some pains around my tummy, I don’t really know.”

“Can you walk on your own?”

“I’ll try.”

Don didn’t hesitate any more before he turned his back against her. “Hop on!”

Lillian was taken aback for a while, that she almost forgot about the cramps. Was this the man she married? Why was he being too caring all of a sudden?

Don could feel her hesitation and just wrapped her hands around himself as he carried her up, and her body went stiff for a moment. Their body contact caused a surging shock through their bodies that shook them both.

Both of them seemed to observe this, but none said a word. Don continued his journey down the staircase, but soon stopped when he sighted the person he’d expected to see last.

“Well, well, well, if it isn’t my favorite couple, who else would it be?” Pablo was standing at the entrance of the building as a deep frown stood firm on his face.

His clenched fists were behind his back and he counted a few steps forward, crossing an unconscious body on the floor.

Don wasn’t left out in revealing his anger and hate, staring at him with lots of disdain as he tightened his grip on her subconsciously.

Lillian observed everything around her, including the unconscious bodies on the floor, then she whispered into his ears, even if he was beginning to hurt her with his hands, “Please, let me down.”

Don freed her and she stood slightly behind him. He also didn’t waste time shielding her with his hands.

“You aren’t even my special guest. Even though you’re on the list of those I expected to see, I still didn’t wish to.”

“You’re a bastard.” Don said in between gritted teeth.

He almost stomped towards him but retreated when a series of boys marched in, looking all armed and fully covered from their head to toe. Then they surrounded him and Lillian. He couldn’t leave Lillian all by herself, so he only pushed her further behind him.

“What can you do to me now?” Pablo spread his hands in the air with all boldness, taking another steps forward.

He held the upper hand already by holding Rex and Draco hostage and having Don surrounded by different armed men, or so he thought.

“Even your so-called personal guards can’t do anything to save you both from my wrath.” As soon as he said this, some men dragged Draco and Rex and truly, they were also held captive.

Pablo sucked in his breath and smirked, “You might really think that you can do as you wish since you are a member of the organization, but to tell you what? I was once a member, but thanks to your father-in-law, I was exiled even before I could taste power.” By now, the smirk on his face had grown even more malicious.

He brought out a pistol, which he pointed at Don. “It wouldn’t be a bad idea to kill you first, then I can finally get rid of her.” He glared at Lillian.

Lillian glanced at Don, who didn’t even look shaken up one bit. Was he not afraid of death?

She thought of a way to stop what was about to happen, but none seemed like a perfect plan – a plan which would hurt no one.

This man looked so determined to kill her, so how was she to stop him?

Her five senses became at alert when she heard Pablo cock his gun, and she gasped out in fear.