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Dragged in the Golden Cage

I, Elara Winthrop has always thought that being born with mafia blood in your veins is a sin itself. I hated my life more than anything else and the only thing I wanted was freedom from this life,but even i knew it was more than impossible for a wish like this to come true. I have become used to my life and started accepting what destiny plans for me.I am neither sad nor happy now. My life was going rough plain,until they entered my life. The most dangerous yet powerful future alphas of Chicago and Italy wants to conquer over me, not for love but as to become more powerful by creating good relations with Paris's alpha. I am going to marry one of them soon, but who will it be? am I going to find love or would spend my rest life regretting to be born in the mafia world? Check out my story to find more.

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Situation is not worse yet.

Cindy? What the hell is she doing here? and why did she inform about this before?

So many questions and a single way to get the answers, I went to her grasped her hand before she could react and took her to a corner where no one can notice us.

"What in the world are you doing here?"

I was beyond pissed.I wanted her to stay away from mafia world as much as possible and here she is enjoying the party with world's most dangerous men under the same roof. This girl really knows how to piss the shit out of me.

"What do you mean by 'what am I doing here'? My father too got an invitation for the party,so here I am."

she said.

"Why didn't you tell me before,you were coming to the party?"

My questions are not gonna stop until I know each and every reason of her being here.

"I thought maybe I could surprise you. You said,you wanted me to join the party with you but now it seems you are rather pissed seeing me here."

She said with an apologetic face and I felt bad for being rude.

"It's not like that Cindy. You don't know what kind of men are here and I know your father would not have allowed you to the attend the party easily. What excuse did you make?"

Her father knew the type of dangers roaming around freely here,he would never take a risk of letting Cindy encounter those disguised demons. God forbid but if even a single person's eye caught Cindy it would be so hazardous to her. Her father will have no other choice other than surrendering Cindy to that man.

"I promised him that I will let go the idea of convincing your father to send you to a university with me."

She said expecting me to yell at her. Ah! J can't believe this girl.

"You did what....?"

I was shocked.

"Promised my father.. ."

she tried to say but I cut her in between and said,

"Not that, the other part that you are crazy enough to try to convince my father about a thing,he doesn't gives a shit about?"

She is making me insane now.

"I know that convincing your father is not an easy job but I decided to try rather to do nothing."

She tried to excuse and I felt, does she even knows my father? He was a man of words and he never wanted me to enter university. He has always hated Cindy because according to him,she is the reason for my misbehavior and if Cindy ever tried to convince him something which was on my behalf he will not let that go easily, her condition will be pathetic.Her dad knew my father well and that was the reason he agreed on letting Cindy attend the party.

"But what's the reason,you let go of that thought and promised your dad a condition to bring you here?"

I asked smelling something fishy. Because if she was so determined to convince my father then why did she let go of that thought.

"I thought you might need me here more as there is no one in your side. I was worried for you, El.Everytime I was sitting idle I couldn't stop thinking that how will you manage everything alone. So I came to help you."

She said,her eyes were genuine enough for me to feel guilty about my behavior towards her. U wasted no time and hugged tightly she did the same and said,

"Don't cry out of guilt babe or you will ruin your makeup."

We both looked at each other and laughed.

"But wait... when did you become such hottie?"

She asked while complementing me.

"Since forever. You never noticed."

We laughed again.

"Can I interrupt the bestie moments because I went to get drink for someone and found that 'someone's missing."

Oh! totally forgot about Franco,so mean of me to abandon him like that but I laughed listening to his words.

"I am extremely sorry but I was surprised, seeing Cindy here."

I said and Cindy waved at him.

"Well, I wasn't knowing you too will be attending the party."

Said Franco.

"I wasn't going to but at the last moment I decided to crash in."

She said and smiled.

"Then can we go back to the party and enjoy because I spent half of my time looking for El."

He said and I felt bad.

We went back to the hall everyone was chatting, laughing, drinking and showing off. I felt extremely bored,seeing them. I tried to find my parents and I did.They were talking to some overly-aged man,hjs skin was all loosened up and here was nothing but only crisscross of wrinkled on his face and body but he seemed to be an important person as tells my father's way of talking to him. He caught my eyes and I gestured me to come over.

I excused myself from Cindy and Franco and went to him.

"This is my daughter,Elara."

He introduced me when my eyes spotted an extremely tall man with a heavy muscular body,dressed in a formal tuxedo. He age seemed to be between 27-30 and he was soon introduced to me.

"El, this is Ramsey Jones,alpha of Chicago and his son Elliott Jones."

I throat dried and I was nervous than ever.

So finally the moment is here for which I have been preparing myself from two days. I could not mess up things now I held myself together and plastered a fake smile on my face to greet them.

"She is a beautiful lady."

Said Ramsey Jones and did not like him,praising me.

Elliott returned my greetings with a cold face and soon got busy with his phone call and left which gave me an excuse to take my leave. As soon. As I left the spot, I found Franco, there was something in his eyes anger? possessiveness?