Marriage By Mistake | āœ“

By writtenbycristal

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šŸ¤šŸ£ | š–­š—ˆš–»š—ˆš–½š—’ š–§š—Žš—‹š—š—Œ š–¬š—’ š–„š–ŗš—†š—‚š—…š—’
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šŸ„šŸ£ | š–Ø š–«š—ˆš—š–¾ š–øš—ˆš—Ž ā™”
šŸ„šŸ¤ | š–³š–¾š—…š—… š–¬š–¾ š–³š—š–¾ š–Æš—…š–ŗš—‡
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šŸ„šŸ§ | š–£š–¾š—Œš—š—‹š—ˆš—’ š–Øš— . . . š–£š–¾š—Œš—š—‹š—ˆš—’ š–Øš— š– š—…š—…
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By writtenbycristal

❝ 𝙱𝚎 𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚜𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚐 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝 ❞

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"Bianca, I don't think I want what we have to end."

This sentence has been on my mind since last night and this morning while I'm currently showering at five in the morning.

After Elijah said that, I was lucky enough to be saved by Natalie because I didn't know what to say in response to him. To be honest I was in total shock. Natalie took me to introduce me to Angelina and Valentino Morales who were really nice.

When they left, Celestina and her friend, Blanca came up to us and I gave them a hug because it's been a while since I've seen them. I also introduced them to Natalie. I spent the rest of the night with them because I honestly don't know when will be the next time I will get to see Celestina or Blanca.

After I finished showering, I put on my undergarments, put on some lotion and perfume and put on a black silk robe. This is only until my skin absorbs the lotion so it'll make it easier to put on my clothes in a few minutes. I take the towel out on my hair and slowly run my fingers through my damp hair. I grab a wide-toothed comb and comb out my hair until it's the way I prefer it to be.

Once I hang both of the towels, I walk out of the bathroom and see that Elijah is slowly adjusting the pillow on the bed that's already made. "You know, you didn't have to make the bed. You could have just gone back to sleep after I left."

"Well I can't, love, cause I sleep better when I have you in my arms." He says as he sits down on the bed and looks at me. I feel my cheeks wanting to turn red so to avoid that, I walk into the closet to grab a change of clothes for tonight and a black tote to put everything inside.

I'll have to find a way to get Elijah out of the room so I can grab the spare knife and gun I have under the bed in a box and put it in my bag before I leave.

I notice that my skin has absorbed the lotion so I take this chance to keep away from Elijah. I changed into a grey off the shoulder long sleeve shirt, black jeans and clear heels.

Once I'm done, I grab my bag and walk out of the closet and set the bag on the couch and walk to the bathroom to brush my hair and teeth. "Bianca, please don't be rushing back and forth. I'm worried you'll fall and break your ankles." Elijah says after I come out of the closet for the second time.

If only you knew that I rush back and forth on a weekly basis, with heels. Hell, I can even kill my victims with my heel and still make their death look like an accident.

"Can you go check if Odette is in Grayson's room or if she went back to her apartment after we came back?" I know she stayed here but I need to get Elijah out of the room so I can get everything I need from the box and also my burner phone and put it in my tote.

"Sure, I'll be right back." He says and walks out of the room. I listen for his footsteps to quiet down so I know he's at the end of the hallway and once I'm positive that he is, I reach under the bed and pull out the box and take out my spare gun, knife and burner phone. I put them at the bottom of my tote and cover them with my clothes and I put the box where it was.

"Odette seems to have stayed the night and has just gone downstairs to grab her car." I close the zipper of my tote and pull it over my shoulder and put my phone in my back pocket.

"What are your plans for today? Since it's your first day as leader."

"I'm having a weekly meeting with everyone and making sure our guns, shipments, and the Albanians are intact. We still have to come up with a plan to take down Roman Miles."

"Do y'all not have a spy?"

"The only person good enough is Natalie."

And me.

"But I would never send her there by herself."

I may know someone he could ask to accompany her but I need to find a way to tell him how I know this person. "Why don't you ask someone from a different mafia to accompany her? I met this girl, Celestina, she's living with Valentino Morales. But I also met someone else, her name's Vanessa Irvine. Celestina said that many do not know of her because she's sometimes never at their mansion and is instead out and about all over the world collecting information from spying on other mafias for Valentino."

"Huh. I know everyone who lives in the Morales Residence and I've never met her. I could give Valentino a call and ask if he's willing to do a favor for me and in return I'll return it. Thanks, love."

"No problem."

"Bianca! Let's go!"

"Try to not miss me too much, Elijah."

"I can never not miss you, Bianca." I hear him mumble just as I exit the room.

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"Jonathan! Our daughters are here!" My mama yells before she hugs Odette. Papa comes rushing and hugs me. "Te extrañe little diabla!"
Translation: I've missed you

"Te extrañe también papá."

Odette and I then switch and hug the other parent we haven't hugged yet. "I've missed you and your sister being here. Especially you, little diabla." My mama looks at me and Odette sneaks past her. 

"Sorry...?" I say.

"Anyways you two come in! I had your papa help me with cooking breakfast."

"OH MY GOD! SERENITYYY!! MAMA MADE FRENCH TOAST!!" Odette yells from the kitchen and I run over. I love the french toast my mama makes. There is a bowl with cut up strawberries and another with powdered sugar. I grab myself a plate and serve myself four slices of french toast, pouring syrup and sprinkling a bit of powdered sugar. I also give myself a few strawberries on my plate.

"So, Odette, how have your clients been treating you?" Papa asks as he sits down.

"So, remember the father that wants custody of his five year old daughter? Well I went to his house to talk with him and the daughter and- you know I'm not allowed to say anything but all I can say is that I need to make sure I win and be able to let the father have full custody of his daughter."

"I know you'll make the father's dream come true, Odette."

"The court date is set for next Thursday and at first I was hoping you two could be there but then I remembered that-"

"Someone's still after us." Mama says.

I reach towards my neck to feel the thin chain necklace that holds the ring that Elijah gave me and I remember that I'm not wearing it and instead I left it back in his- our room. I'm still not used to saying the word, 'our'.

"I killed off a small human trafficking ring like a week ago." I say hoping to brighten the mood. "Or I mean I had Cassandra and Ryan help me with a few kills and help the girls who were kidnapped."

"How are they?" Mama asks.

Oh good. They're probably hanging out with their new significant other. "They're doing good. I think they're coming up with my new schedule for this week."

"How was your latest fight with- what was his name? The King?" Papa asks.

"Well, let's see-" I take another bite of my french toast.

—Odette's phone rings—

"Hello, this is Odette Montgomery. Yes, I have his file, could you give me a second? Thank you."
Odette gets up from her seat and mouths, 'sorry' to the three of us and walks to the living room.

"Little diabla."

"Hm? Oh right! I don't even know why The King is so hyped up from where he fights because if I didn't go easy on him, I probably would have won in under five minutes."

"That's my girl!"

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I decided to keep both my phone and burner phone turned off because I only wanted to keep my attention on my family. Odette obviously had to keep her phone on because of her job.

But to be honest, it felt nice, not being Bianca or La Diabla for a change. I was able to be Serenity without a care in the world.  

"I should've never given Grayson my work phone number because now he won't stop calling it since I turned off my regular phone." Odette sits down next to me on the couch.

"Who's Grayson?" Papa asks as he sets a plate of snacks such as chips on the table in front of us.

"Someone." I say.

"No one." Odette says.

My sister and I look at each other then back at our papa.

"No one." I rephrase.

"Someone."

"SERENITY!"

"ODETTE!"

We both yell our names at the same time.

"Well, Odette, make sure to let this Grayson guy know that I know how to fight and I know how to use a gun."

"Jonathan, leave our daughter alone. What about you Serenity? Have you found anyone?" Mama asks.

"First of all, I have all the time in the world and secondly-" I kind of accidentally married the now boss of The Castillo Mafia while we were both drunk. "Secondly, I sort of can't find someone to love with the life or lives I live." I add.

"Oh baby. I know you'll find someone." She tells me. I have the biggest urge to ask my parents if they were in any way involved with The Castillo Mafia but I feel like now isn't the time. I mean I know the answer from what Natalie told me but I need to hear it from them.

We spent around three hours playing a whole bunch of board games since it's sort of one of the only things we can do as a family without going out in public. Then we watched a movie and by the time it was over, it was already lunch time.

Odette and I decided to go buy some Italian food. "Are you going to tell them about your accidental drunken marriage to Elijah?" Odette asks when I come back in the car with the food.

"I won't have to if we can make a believable divorce happen." I replied.

"Serenity, by the time you two will be able to come up with a believable lie and y'all have the papers, you two would already have fallen for each other."

"No we won't."

"You say that now but mark my words, sis." I turned on the radio to take away the silence that's now in the car. There is no way I could ever be with someone like Elijah and Elijah could never be with someone like me.

I mean we both sort of have similar lives but I could probably be killed if he thought I purposely got the both of us drunk and married one another so I could spy on his mafia. But there's no way my Estrella or Luciano would ever allow that if they know who my parents are but then my parents would find out who I've been staying with and- you know what- I'm not even going to think about it. I'll just let it go how it comes.

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In my opinion, lunch went fairly quick since all we would be talking about while eating our food was Odette's experiences with her co-workers, mostly William about gossip and stuff like that. It was really entertaining seeing Odette exposing William like that because the guy annoys the shit out of me.

Odette and I decided to cook dinner so we made some spicy chicken, white rice and some grilled peppers. Let's just say that our parents wished we made more than we did because they absolutely loved it.

I'm going to miss having days like this for a while where I can just be my normal identity without being scared of messing up around someone else who doesn't know the triple life I live.

I'm going to give myself a day every two weeks to visit my parents until I'm able to get this marriage between Elijah and I broken.

"Aria, since you're our main sniper, I will need you to stay hidden in the trees. Hiding on top of a building is too obvious and it could be where the Albanians first look."

"Alright. Plus I'll get to have a view of the action."
Aria says before doing a spin with the chair.

"Samuel, you'll stay in the car to watch the cameras and make sure there aren't people in our blindspots."

"Got it."

"Grayson and Jayden, I'll need you two to be on the lookout that no Albanians escape while we're shooting them if they're out of Aria's range."

They both nod their heads.

"Natalie, anyone who we don't see coming-"

"I'll take them down. Easy as pie."

"Remember everyone. Always be aware of your surroundings while you're taking someone down. You never know if anyone can be coming up behind you. One second you snap the neck of someone and the next your head is hit, you're blacked out and you're being dragged, carried away without us knowing." I add.

"Let's get geared up." Natalie says as she's the first one to walk out of the room.

"Oh and Samuel?"

"Boss?"

"Double check that all the mics are fully working."

"On it."

Once he leaves, I pull out my phone to send Bianca another message that she has yet to respond or even see. I think she may have turned her phone off because Odette's phone has been the same other than her work phone which Grayson keeps calling to talk to her.

Elijah: Hey, love. Yet another message but I just wanted to let you know that I'll be going to steal some shipments from the Albanians tonight. I'll let you know when we come back.

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