THE SINFUL BONDAGE OF MAFIA PRINCESS
040. A TRUSTED LIE

It was late in the evening when Ruella got out of the car and was in the center of Milan. He stepped into a bakery. Yes, the woman visited the Flavian bakery, Pasticceria Martesana.

His presence along with his two guards attracted the attention of anyone, as well as Flavia who was busy putting bread that was still smoking hot smoke into the storefront.

Ruella walked over to the storefront to see which loaves she would choose.

"You came here by yourself?" Ask Flavia to Ruella. "How are you doing? Sav said you were in a state of decline. Then why did you come here?"

"I want to eat bread here. Fla, please choose the best bread here. I'll enjoy it with orange juice too." Said Ruella after walking towards a table that was there to enjoy the bread.

For a moment Flavia noticed Ruella walking to the table and sitting in one of her chairs. Not knowing why, seeing the woman herself felt that Ruella had come not just to eat bread, but there was something else to aim for.

Flavia brought three kinds of bread mixed with cake and orange juice to Ruella's table. He did not leave immediately, but he sat in the chair in front of Ruella.

"Thank you, my baby will be happy to eat these breads." Said Ruella with a smile.

"What's wrong? You can order someone to buy these buns, and you don't need to come here, right? Though your condition if I notice it still has not recovered properly. Is there something you want to talk to me about?" Ask Flavia honestly.

Ruella pulled her lips to show a knotty smile to the woman sitting opposite her.

"Fla, answer me honestly, do you hate me too?" Look Ruella.

Ruella's question made Flavia speechless look at the woman. If asked like that directly, he would be confused as to what to answer, but what Ruella asked was the truth. Of course Flavia hated the woman who had already taken the life of the man she loved.

"Why are you quiet? Just answer honestly. To be honest, even if you don't say it, I know it too." Ruella. "Yes, almost everyone in the world hates me. It's only natural that you hate me too."

"When someone hates someone else, it must be for a reason, right?" Answer Flavia. "I also have a reason to hate you, and I think with my reasons that anyone would hate you."

Ruella took out a photo from inside the brown envelope she had placed on the table, and thrust it at Flavia.

Flavia just stared at the photo. A photograph of a woman, but she does not recognize who she is. He also did not understand the intention of Ruella showing him the photo.

"It looks like you don't recognize who that woman is. Right so?" Asked Ruella who read Flavia's facial expression that seemed to be twitching her forehead.

"Who is this woman? And why are you showing it to me? I don't recognize him." Answer Flavia wonder.

"I'm not gonna ask you to believe my story because everyone I'm telling you doesn't believe it. Even my parents." Said Ruella who spoke very calmly.

Flavia could see the serious look on her face that Ruella was currently displaying.

"Why did you tell me that? What does that have to do with me?" Flavia asked increasingly astonished to hear the story that Ruella had told him.

"The person who stopped my car was a man and at the nightclub before I saw him making out with the woman who was chasing me. They both turned out to be lovers, although the woman was five years older than the man. They were both hitmen paid for by the man I put in jail two years earlier."

"Rue, just tell me the point. Why are you telling me something that has nothing to do with me?" Flavia's gaze seemed uninterested in Ruella's story.

"I bumped into the man and left from there." Answer Ruella.

"You mean—"

"That man is Matteo Florenzi." Cut Ruella.

Flavia seemed petrified upon hearing the name of her lover who died three years ago. It looks sad mixed with anger from the eyes of the woman because of the story told about her lover by Ruella.

"I know you won't believe what I'm saying. What I said before about the couple no one believed it. Even my father didn't believe it because there was no evidence. The CCTV in that place had already died one day earlier. The woman who was with your lover also disappeared." Said Ruella with a feeling that could think that what she said would be useless.

"Because you're lying. A woman like you always lies about things." Exciting Flavia with teary eyes. "Don't tell a lie if you know no one will believe you!"

"The woman is the woman who is after me, despite the many changes from her but I know the woman in the photo is the same woman as the man's lover named Matteo." Said Ruella did not care whether her words would be trusted or not. "Your love and that woman are from the same orphanage. It's been a long time since they've been in a relationship and since they were teenagers they've been getting paid to kill people."

"No! Don't tell any more lies! You just made it all up. Why are you telling me this lie? Nor do you accept any punishment for what you did to Matteo! You must have drunk it and hit it, and then your father sabotaged the CCTV footage at the scene to bestow the wrongs you made on your father's hired man who is now in prison." Flavia looked full of emotion when he said it until some of the guests at the place noticed them, as well as his father who was behind the storefront.

"My father did pay that man to take my place in prison but he didn't do any more than that." Answer Ruella.

Flavia laughed sickly at Ruella's words. The woman did not seem to believe all of Ruella's words.

"What's your purpose in saying that now? Isn't that not important to you? You're free and you don't get any punishment." Flavian Exclamation.

"I just want you to know that from the very beginning your lover deceived everyone, including you and Savero." Answer Ruella. "But I'm not forcing you to believe it."

After saying so, Ruella took the photo she showed Flavia and put it back in the envelope. Then he got up from there and walked out of the bakery which became silent.

But his steps were stifled when he saw someone standing near the exit. No he thought that Savero was there and it seemed that he was listening to everything that Ruella had said to Flavia earlier.

...–NATZSIMO–...