Claimed By The Ruthless Mafia

Bella’s POV.

The sound of my phone jolted me awake from my slumber, disturbing the peaceful moment I had been sharing with Ryder. Gently, I disentangled myself from his embrace, aware that I was still unclothed, and hurriedly pulled the sheet to cover myself before answering the call.

“Mum!” I greeted cheerfully, my heart still elated from Ryder’s heartfelt confession of love.

“Bella, what is going on?” Her voice carried a tone of anger.

Confused by her question, I asked, “What do you mean, mum?”

“You and Ryder are all over the news, and your father is furious,” she complained.

My mind raced, trying to comprehend the situation. “What? I don’t understand, mum. What’s happening?”

“Where are you right now, Bella?” Her concern was evident.

“I am… I am…” I hesitated, unable to come up with a lie.

“Are you with Ryder?” She guessed, and I fell silent, confirming her suspicion.

“Why did you do this, Bella?” Her disappointment in me was palpable.

Suddenly, the phone was snatched from my hand, and Ryder took the call.

“Aunt Jenna! Ryder speaking. I understand…” He began, pausing to listen to my mother’s response.

“Don’t worry. We’re heading over there to explain everything,” he reassured, pausing briefly to listen to my mom’s words.

“I know Uncle is angry, but I’ll convince him. Believe me,” he said with determination, listening intently to my mother’s response.This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

“Okay, bye, Aunt Jenna,” he said, ending the call before turning his attention towards me.

“What about the news?” I anxiously inquired.

He smirked and played the recent news video on his phone. The footage displayed our romantic moments from last night-Ryder’s heartfelt proposal, the tender kiss, and him lifting me into his arms. Feeling overwhelmed, I couldn’t help but hide my face between my palms. He chuckled at my reaction.

“It’s too late to be shy now, baby girl. The whole world knows that you belong to me,” he proclaimed with pride.

“You did it intentionally,” I said, my eyes widening with realization.

“Yes, I planned this. I had a feeling that once you accepted my proposal, this would be my strategy to win your father over,” he admitted, shrugging casually. “Now he has to agree. The entire world knows about us, and when I tell him how much I love you and that I’m the only one who can make you truly happy, like no other man can, he’ll have to give us his blessings.”

Oh, my goodness! My man was absolutely incredible. He would go to any extent to claim me as his own. I had no doubt now about the depth of his love for me.

In his private jet, we soared to my parents’ place, where Ryder’s persistence won over my father’s blessings. The news about us had already thrilled Ryder’s family, and they eagerly began preparations for our wedding.

Ryder, impatient as ever, couldn’t bear the thought of waiting any longer. He swiftly chose the earliest available date for our wedding, which happened to be just three months away. He feared that I might have a change of heart, but little did he know that he was all I ever wanted. He was my life, my world. I loved him more than words could express.

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Three months later.

I stood at the entrance of the venue, anticipation coursing through my veins. On the other side of the grand wooden door, a room full of people eagerly awaited the bride’s entrance. Surrounding me were a swarm of busy individuals, ensuring that every detail was perfect for this momentous occasion.

“Are you ready?” My dad beamed at me, and I couldn’t help but return the smile.

Taking a nervous breath, I took in the breathtaking surroundings. The entrance was adorned with white flowers, elegantly lining almost every wall, and the door itself was adorned with delicate golden petals. White and gold were the prevailing themes of the decoration.

My father grinned and offered his hand, which I eagerly wrapped mine around. On the other side of that door stood Ryder, waiting patiently for me to take those momentous steps forward.

With a gentle push, the doors opened, and I could feel my heart racing. The music swelled, and I exhaled, trying to steady my nerves.

The aisle stretched before me, adorned with a luxurious red carpet and tree-like structures adorned with flowers, creating an enchanting pathway. The ceiling seemed to cascade with a floral waterfall, adding to the magical atmosphere.

But amidst all the beauty, my eyes found him first. Ryder, standing tall in a sleek black three-piece suit, exuding handsomeness that could sweep me off my feet and make me beg for his love till the end of time.

“Get a grip, girl. He’s going to be yours for eternity,” I told myself, trying to quell the fluttering butterflies in my stomach.