Chapter 5 A Daring Disguise

It was the day of the wedding in the Mafia lord's mansion. The day that would forever alter Bella's life had finally arrived.

Bella desperately hoped that the blood test would yield a positive result, sparing her from marrying Loren. She longed for a miracle from above, as it was her only hope of escaping this forced union.

Creaks...

The door swung open, causing Bella to sit up straight in the bed, her gaze fixed on the entrance. Fifty maids walked in and stood before her, with Old Lady Amato leading them, making her gasp in shock and her eyes wide opened in utter disbelief. The maids carried trays filled with various items: hairpins, undergarments, shoes of different styles, an array of makeup shades, and more.

Without needing to be told, Bella understood that the test had come back negative. She was free from any diseases, and she would indeed be marrying Bernardi Lorenzo.

"Her ladyship will be marrying the Master today, after which she will become the Madam of this house. Treat her with respect from this moment forward and ensure she is dressed beautifully. Note: No mistakes will be tolerated," Old Lady Amato sternly warned the maids, who all responded with a slight bow.

"There's no escape after all. I am trapped here," Bella muttered to herself, her face filled with sadness and despair.

She was led to the bathroom, where her body was bathed in a tub adorned with flower petals.

Once she was finished bathing, she was brought out completely naked and made to sit on a chair with her legs placed on a table.

An elderly woman entered the bathroom, likely in her eighties, with neatly styled white hair, dressed in a fluffy white garment, and leaning on a walking stick.

"Spread your legs," Old Lady Amato ordered with a serious expression. Bella looked up at her in confusion, trying to comprehend what was being asked of her.

"My lady, please open your legs wide," Old Lady Amato repeated, leaning towards Bella with a smile on her face.

"Why should I?" Bella asked, her hands instinctively covering her breasts and private areas.

"It's a virginity test. Please comply to make it easier for Old Rossi," Old Lady Amato explained, gesturing towards Old Lady Rossi, who already had gloves in her hand.

The two maids held Bella and spread her legs, causing old lady Rossi to begin her examination.

Bella felt shattered and betrayed, tears streaming down her cheeks as she watched the old lady insert two fingers into her private area, leaving her feeling flustered.

"She's a virgin," old lady Rossi announced with a smile, while the other maids nodded in agreement with a smile plastered on their lips.

Bella felt hurt, her heart aching. She couldn't believe that women like them would do this to her.

"Congratulations, my lady," said old lady Amato with a bow.

"Congratulations, my lady," chorused the other maids with a bow.

The maids then lifted her up and placed her in front of a large mirror. They began to approach one by one, each carrying trays of accessories.

One maid applied Bella's makeup, another styled her hair, and another helped her put on her shoes.

But none of it mattered to Bella as tears continued to flow down her face.

"We won't be able to finish your makeup if you keep crying. Your tears are ruining it," a maid complained sadly, but Bella ignored her and continued to shed tears.

"At this rate, you'll be the ugliest bride," old lady Rossi sighed heavily.

"And the master will punish me and my family. Please, have mercy and stop crying," pleaded a trembling maid.

"Just do your work and don't upset the young Madam with your tears," ordered old lady Amato with a sigh.

Normally, old lady Amato would have slapped Bella by now but she refrained and expressed her frustration with heavy sighs instead.

"They're all afraid to hurt her. She will become their lord's woman in a few hours."

Eventually, the makeup was done, though not perfectly as Bella's tears continued to fall down her cheeks. She was then lifted up by two maids and held by her arms. Old lady Amato stepped forward to help her with the undergarments. But she seemed reluctant to stop at the fifth undergarment as she continued to collect more undergarment from the maid carrying them.

A worried soon maid walked in and approached old lady Amato, whispering into her ear.

Bella breathed a sigh of relief when old lady Amato released the undergarment robe, as it had become difficult to breathe.

"This is trouble!" exclaimed old lady Amato with a frightened expression. "You stay with her, lady. The rest of you, follow me," she instructed, pointing to the lady standing by the bath.

Old lady Amato, old lady Rossi, and the other maids left, leaving only the bath maid to watch over Bella.

Struggling with the heavy undergarment, Bella pushed the maid to the floor when she tried to help.

She managed to get up on her own and made her way to her room, where she sat on the queen's bed, lost in thought.

She couldn't understand why old lady Amato had left in such a hurry, but one thing was clear: she had a chance to escape the mansion.

With a determined expression, Bella got up from the bed and walked to the window, observing the busy maids.

"This is the perfect opportunity," she murmured to herself before returning to the bed.

"What's your name?" Bella asked the maid, who had her head bowed before her.

"I'm Lucia, my lady," she replied.

"Come closer," Bella ordered, and the maid obeyed. But Bella landed a punch to her face.

Lucia's nose bled from the gold ring on Bella's finger, and she winced in pain on the floor. Bella then used her high heels to hit Lucia on the head, causing her to lose consciousness.

Quickly, she undressed herself and changed into Lucia's clothes, helping Lucia change into hers.

With all the servants occupied, no one would be able to tell who was who. Disguising herself as one of the maids was the perfect plan to escape Loren's mansion.

Bella swiftly left the room and locked the door, blending in with the other servants who were still busy inside the mansion.

She hasn't even walked s long distance when she heard s voice call up to her making her retract in her steps.

"Hey, you, help me take these crabs to the kitchen," one of the chefs ordered Bella, causing her to pause.

She took the tray with her head bowed, planning to find a way to drop it unnoticed.

Walking down the hallway, Bella finally placed the tray on a table but before she could make her escape, a voice commanded from behind, making her halt in her steps.

"Hey, you, come inside!"

"I'm sorry, but I work in the kitchen and I need to return there," Bella said, avoiding eye contact with the man.

"Leave the kitchen. They can find someone else. Master Loren requires your presence," the man insisted.

The name Loren sent shivers down Bella's spine. She had been trying to escape him, and now this man was asking her to see him.

"I'm sorry, but I must go now," Bella replied, preparing to leave.

"Who dares to defy my command?" a voice yelled from behind, a voice Bella instantly recognized. It was Loren's voice.