In Love With The Mafia Boss

Chapter 3

One week.

Bella returned to the camp a week ago, or perhaps it would be more accurate to say that it has been a week since she met the enigmatic, freaky-handsome mysterious man in that mansion-the mafia mansion.

Since the mobsters had kicked Bella out of that location, she decided to refer to it as that.

And yes she has been kicked out, and she was confused as to why they did that.

She knew that she should be grateful that she’s still alive right now, that those mobs did not kill her and as much as she doesn’t want to she cannot help but to be pissed.

She's been deliberated and she knew that she should be thankful for the fact that they still let her live and she can't deny that what happened there and her brief meeting with that attractive—likely Italian—man left her perplexed.

It has been a week and Bella has been trying so hard to know his identity, and she hates it that she was so focused to the task that she has been ignoring Ram Jordan that was quietly waiting for her to talk to him.

“Will you stop hovering?”

Bella said, creasing her perfectly plucked eyebrows.

Ram Jordan used to hover around her and it always pisses her off for no good reason.

“Oh you are talking to me now?”

He said smiling from ear to ear.

“Talking to lieutenant Ram Jordan, yes I am.”

“No, I prefer you talk to Ram as your best friend Bella, what’s going on with you?”

He asked, Bella threw him a short glance then sighed as she shift her attention back to the computer in front of her.

The keyboards were soft to her touch as if it were created and belongs to her fingers, the clicking sound of it were music to her ears and she just can’t stop typing in it.

“I- I met someone Ram.”

She finally said. That took Ram’s attention, he stopped walking around and turned to face her.

“You did?”

He asked amused. Bella only nodded as an answer.

Ram made his way closer towards her, he dragged a mono block chair on the corner of that room and seated comfortably beside her.

“Now you really got my attention. Who is this someone?”

He asked intrigued, Bella smiled at him and turned to face him.

“Are we talking best friends or soldiers?”

“Best friends Bella, best friends.”

He said.

“Okay…”

“Okay? So are you going to tell me who is this someone you are talking about or do I have to guess?”

Ram said, letting out all the seriousness he got.

Bella only rolled her eyes at him, Ram can be the best person to confide and most of the time he is not, but she guessed that she could talk fine with Ram today. Bella figured that she would not lose her chance to get a proper conversation with Ram especially she thinks that whatever the thing she’s being worried about is just completely for nothing.

It has been a week since they met, and it has been a long week wasted for Bella for letting her self be occupied by the thoughts of someone who likely has forgotten that she still exists after their very short encounter.

Bella sighed once more as she picked up an apple that has been sitting beside her computer for so long as she got to work today.

Bella bite into it as if she hasn’t been eating for a while.

“So this someone you are talking about, was it a he?”

Ram asked and eyed her suspiciously.

Bella only nodded to agree with the fact Ram just said and managed to swallow the pieces of an apple that she was eating.

“Well yeah I guess, he is kind of a he.”

“Kind of?”

Ram said confused, Bella giggled softly then turned to face Ram once more.

She managed to be serious this time, she needs to talk about it, and if she had someone to talk to about her personal issues, she has no one but Ram.

“He’s… he’s a man Ram, a man… and oh God he’s in my head like all the time.”

“Hmm I see, you like him?”

He asked intrigued.

“Yes, I mean no, not ‘like’ like, he’s just… I don’t know, Is it bad?”

Bella said, allowing her worried look visible to him.

Ram laughed at her, which pisses her off almost instantly, she, only glared at him, which made him stop and cleared his throat.

“Okay, I am not used to talking to Isabella ‘the soldier’ about these kinds of things but, maybe it is bad, or maybe it’s not. This ‘man’ that we are talking about, does he…-“

“Likes me?”

Bella chose to finish Ram sentence, she figured she could not handle Ram saying that thing for no valid reason.

Ram Jordan was right, they were best friends since they were both a babe, the moment her tiyo Anton brought her to the camp at the age of twelve for her first training, Ram was the very first person who became her friend.

The majority of the time, they joke around. Bella can't recall a moment when she and Ram discussed their personal lives outside the camp or the headquarters, but they were both okay with it.

They were friends but they managed to be discreet especially when it comes to their personal issues such as their love lives.

Love issues were the thing Bella was never comfortable sharing to other people, except to her mamman Lisa who knew probably everyone she dated in the past.

But why does Bella felt like exploding if ever she tries to hold whatever the thing she has with that mysterious man that might be an enemy if she ever choose to keep it to herself?

That person, or if it is safe to say the man was hunting her, as if he was a lost soul that’s asking for help and Bella hates the fact that she was probably the only one who’s getting crazy about it.

She has been thinking about him nonstop ever since the day he made a decision to liberate her and Bella was not her usual self, distracted by the thought of his chilly, dark eyes. Those pair of eyes kept bugging her subconscious day and night.

“Hey we finish each other’s sentences Isabella. Yes I was asking if you by any chance knows whether or not he likes you too.”

Ram’s loud voice once again catches her attention, and Bella was pissed enough to hit Ram on his shoulders, Ram squeaked with a much louder ‘ouch’ as he moved to get away from her.

“No Ram, he doesn’t.”

She said annoyed.

“We just met, and I hate it that I am feeling confused and all for no good reason at all. He was… handsome, masculine, very manly, and he was… serious.”

“Serious?”

Bella faced Ram again and quickly nodded.

“Serious. I mean very serious, plus the fact that he might be an enemy.”

Bella said almost a whisper just enough for Ram to hear.

Ram creased his eyebrows and eyed her confused.

“What do you exactly mean by that?”

He asked, Bella looked away and pretended to be busy with the loads of paper works lying over her desk.

“Was he a member of-“

“Autori Del Crimine, the mafia? Yes. Could be… oh God’s teeth, I don’t know!”

Bella said trying so hard to disregard the interruption to what Ram was about to say.

“Oh you really got it bad Smith.”

Ram teased her.

“Really, you think so?”

She said being sarcastic. Ram only laughed at her.

“You have a crush on a mobster?”

He teased again refusing to notice her annoyed reaction, Bella rolled her eyes at him and managed to grab the piece of crumpled paper beside her and throws it to Ram.

Her action only made him laugh even louder.

“Not crush you bastard, this is not a high school fling.”

She said even more pissed than she is.

“Okay, fine if you say so, anyway here you can have this.”

Ram said as he walked closer to her and handed her a piece of paper.

Bella’s eyebrow creased and managed to not move or do nothing but to stare at what Ram was giving to her.

“It’s a discount card for the most expensive bar in town, I suggest you get a day off and knock yourself out.”

He said rolling his eyes.

She grinned playfully as she grabbed the card from Ram Jordan’s hand.

This is her chance to have a good time at the most expensive bar in town, she had no intention to blow that off.

“I am going alone.”

She said, refusing to drop the grin off her face.

“Fine whatever, just quit falling for that mafia baby. He’s no good for you.”

He said being serious.

“Again, you think so?”

“Ha, ha. Quit being cute with me Smith, that won’t work.”

He said as he turned his back at her and walked towards the exist, Bella giggled softly and shouted.

“Thank you best friend.”