Imprisoned by My Mafia Lover - Chapter 4

Chapter 4: Fiancée

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

[Andrew Alex’s perspective.]

“Beep… Beep… Beep…”

A rapid and regular sound suddenly sounded. I suddenly woke up. My finger was already on the gun at my waist. I subconsciously pulled the safety lock and loaded it. Then, I realized that this was only a hospital ward, the sound came from the machine that was beside the hospital bed.

I walked to the bed with a frown. The little girl that I had just rescued from Burgert Residence was on the bed. She was just out of the emergency room. Her facial features were sharp, but her face was pale due to excessive blood loss. Her golden curly hair hung on both sides of her cheeks. Pain appeared on her face, and her lips were slightly parted as if she was mumbling something. The doctor said that due to excessive blood loss, she had brain ischemia when she was sent to the hospital. However, as long as she woke up, she would be out of danger. Otherwise…

When I saw the numbers that kept flashing on the machine, as well as the curves that kept twisting and turning until they gradually became flat, my heart stopped. I quickly pressed the bell beside the bed and shouted angrily, “Help!!!”

The subordinate at the door and the doctor who heard my screams ran in together. However, they were frozen by my gloomy expression and did not dare to approach me.

“What are you waiting for? Why are you standing there?” I shouted in a low voice. “Help her!!!”

The doctor and nurse started to get busy. I sat at the side in annoyance. I was holding a stack of documents that Glen had just sent over. It was about the Burgert family. In it, there was a detailed introduction of all the people, assets, and powers under the Burgert family. This included the little girl on the bed, Yuna Burgert.

In fact, there was not much information about Yuna, but just a few words were enough to make me angry.

Yuna Burgert, the daughter of the head of the family, Jason. 19 years old. Daughter of a mistress. Blonde hair. She had a rudimentary family curriculum. When she was 10 years old, she was brought back to the family by the head of the family, Jason, but she was not taken seriously. She was constantly bullied by her older brothers.

The word ‘bullied’ was like a needle in my eye. I knew that her life was not going well, but I never thought that she would be one of Burgert’s people. The Burgert Residence looked luxurious on the outside, but on the inside, it was really rotten.

The continuous clanging of the machines did not stop. Seeing the doctor’s expression, my mood sank to the bottom of the ocean. A fear that I had never experienced before intimidated me. Along with this fear came a wave of monstrous anger. As the dark force that controlled Europe, I had inherited the position of the head of the Mafia King, Alex’s family. There was nothing that I could not obtain. I would not allow Yuna to die just like that.

I grabbed the useless doctor in front of me and stared at Yuna’s pale face. I held her hand tightly and said word by word, “You can’t die. Wake up!!!”

Following that, I gently kissed her forehead.

“Wake up, Yuna.”

[Yuna Burgert’s perspective.]

“Water… Water… Where’s the water?”

I was trapped in a white fog. I felt as if I was in Burgert Residence, but there was not a single person around. However, I was used to it. I was not like those noble brothers. There were often no servants around me. I walked around in a daze. I felt thirsty. Water. I want some water. Where can I find water?

I did not know how long I had been walking, but my throat felt like it was on fire. Finally, I saw a blurry figure in front of me. I quickly walked a few steps and tried my best to say something.

“Excuse me, can I have a glass of water?”

The figure in front of me turned around, and I was stunned.

“Mother… Mother?”

My mother was just a mistress who could not reveal herself in public. In the eyes of the people, bringing me back to the Burgert family was already great mercy and tolerance, so how could she care about the life and death of a lowly woman. Ever since I was forcibly taken away from her when I was ten years old, I had never seen her again. The funny thing was, the warmth in my life was all brought to me by this woman. Since then, my life had been nothing but humiliation, pain, and suffering.

My mother’s face looked tired, and she had the same gentle look that I had always known. I could not help but walk toward her, toward a place where there was no pain. Suddenly, there was a muffled sound from the other side, and I stopped in my tracks, trying to find the source of the sound. When I turned around again, my mother’s figure, which was originally right in front of my eyes, disappeared again. Even the surrounding Burgert Residence became blurry.

“Yuna…”

I heard it. Someone called my name…

I seemed to have woken up from a long dream.

The first thing I regained was my consciousness. The burning pain in my throat was not a dream. I tried to open my mouth, but I could not say anything.

Where am I? Am I not dead yet?

I recalled the last scene I saw. A handsome man with chiseled facial features. He gave off the aura of a king that shook the world. He was evil and handsome, and there was also a look of shock and panic on his face.

Did he save me?

My hearing and sense of smell gradually recovered. I could smell the smell of hospital disinfectant. Was I in the hospital?

I was still confused when I heard the man’s deep magnetic voice say, “She will be my fiancée.”

I was shocked and tried to open my eyes to look outside.