The Mafia Boss' Runaway Bride

EPISODE 001 - Time Machine

Is life truly unfair, or have we merely suffered because we believed that life was supposed to be painless and that everything should go as planned?

"I'm sorry, Madison..."

How many times did I hear those words already? I can't count it anymore. I feel like I am already living the life of getting rejected every time I try to submit my portfolio to modeling agencies and apply to be one of their models.

I don't know what is wrong with me. I have a good portfolio, good feedback from other modeling agencies that I've worked for before. Except that, even them, they won't take me as their model anymore.

I'm trying to deny the fact that I know exactly the reason why they are rejecting my application. It is because of my jerk-ass ex-boyfriend, Matthew Evans. It's been almost a year now ever since we broke up and it's also been a year now ever since I can't get a job because he banned my name from every agency. That's how much power he has as he is one of the most famous actors in the whole of England now.

We never confirmed our relationship in the public, but he uses his fame to shame me, and make me suffer for dumping him. How could I not dump him? He was good before but he changed ever since he got the fame. He treated me like shit and even makes me feel like I am only after his fame and money.

He was toxic and manipulative. And even got the ass to cheat on me! That's why I decided to dump him and didn't let him explain his side to me. I just leave and blocked him, but that made him triggered and decided to pull the trigger and use everything he has to make me suffer and beg him to stop.

But I won't do that. I'd rather die than beg his ass.

"It's okay, I understand." I tried to smile at Jessica, not to make her feel bad that she has to reject my application, even though I am the one who saved their company when they are drowning. "I'm going now," although she rejected me, I still want to be nice and don't act like a bitch just because of rejection. I am not like Matthew who cannot take rejection.

I waved Jessica goodbye and walked out of the office. I know I don't want to waste any more time here because I truly want to improve myself; I don't need to be a victim of evil men like Matthew.

But it is not easy to leave Matthew's past behind.

I have to think of something to make his past fade away. It is almost 4:30 pm now. I have to do that something quick before time runs out.

I just need a little help from the universe, and then I can start my life again. My life with a purpose.

You don't expect life to be fair to you because you are a good person or you work so hard. Life has its own rules, it's complicated and not the same for everyone.

But the longer I try my best now to survive and get a job for myself, the more I get exhausted. A tear escaped from my eyes as I try to budget my 50 dollars left. What can I do with 50 dollars? I can only buy fast food for that and I don't where else can I get more money to survive a week.

I don't want to go and beg Matthew to stop torturing me; I don't want to give him the satisfaction of making my life a living hell because of his misogynist ass.

I am on my way home now, thinking that I should probably just end my life so I don't have to suffer anymore. And that I should probably just follow my parents and we can live a happy life in heaven. But when I'm by myself, I'm not sure if I'm ready to die. I don't know if I want to kill myself. And if I'm going to do it, I should just do it sooner, not later. If it means that the only life I get is hell, what's the point?

But maybe I'm a coward? Am I that much of a coward to care what Matthew thinks?

Maybe I'm more of a coward than I thought?

I don't want to find out.

Maybe I'm not that much of a coward.

"Please... give... me... food..." a voice from an old lady snapped me back from reality. I looked around and saw an old lady with a lot of bruises on her body, lying on the ground here at the street beside some trash bin. She looks very weak and I didn't see any other people around and there was no sound to show that anyone else was there. Then a thought occurred to me that this lady must be hungry and she must need some food. I thought it is better to ask before I approach her since we don't know who this person is. So I thought that it is better to talk first. As I approached her, she said:

"Please, miss, I need food... I have been alone for a long time..."

When I looked at her, I was a bit amazed. She was an old woman, with wrinkles all over her face and on her chin. There was a lot of blood on her clothes. She looked old but didn't look very bad. She looked like she must have been living alone in this place for a long time.

I only have 50 dollars with me, I ate lunch earlier, and honestly, I can go on without eating dinner at all. While this old lady looks like she wouldn't survive anymore because of starvation. I blinked my eyes and didn't think twice and went straight to the nearest restaurant and used my 50 dollars to buy her a meal.

"God bless you, miss. I am not worthy of such a blessing," she said when she finished eating.

I was so moved that tears were coming from my eyes. I had tears in my eyes when I thought about what I have done. I felt like I was blessed by God and there is nothing I can say to this great grace.

How could you not say that there are so many blessings and mercies in life? I believe this God's own spirit is in me and is guiding me. Sometimes I think, I am the happiest person in this world because of my life and my career. I thank God every single day for giving me such a rich life.

I watched as she enjoys her food. When she's done eating, she suddenly asked me a question which made me chuckle.

"You have a pure heart, miss..." she began "If you will be given a choice between going back in the past of living in the future. What would you choose?" I find the question ridiculous as I don't even believe in things like time machines or fantasy.

To make her feel better, I decided to answer her question.

"I'll say I want to go to the future as I can't find a reason why I should go back in the past." I smiled at her.

That's the truth.

Even if my parents were in the past, and that I could still spend more time with them. I'll know what happened, I'll lose them again and I can't afford a second time of witnessing how I will lose them.

I am so done with my life that the only thing I want right now is to know whether I'll survive these hardships at all. Because I am so done, I am so done feeling so small about myself.

"I want to know whether there's something good that will happen to the future me," I smiled at her warmly and she slowly took my hand and pinches it gently.

"You'll have the best time of your life," she said and I slowly saw a light behind her. It hurts my eyes so much that I had to cover my eyes, I could feel my knees trembling and I'm getting dizzy.

I don't know what's happening but everything went into pitch black.

"Young madam," a voice not far from me was the reason I snapped back into reality.

I opened my eyes and noticed how I am already lying on a soft mattress, a huge bed which I assumed was a king-sized bed. The light from the window outside is dim, and it only managed to capture the ceiling and walls. I guess it's the light from the dawn.

I slowly and cautiously opened my eyes.

What's happening? I don't remember going into a hotel? I can't even afford a hotel room. So, what is happening? What am I doing inside a huge room with a lot of expensive things around me?

I remembered that I took that old lady to the restaurant before I blacked out. I remember I'm very weak, but everything is dark, I can't see anything.

Suddenly, somebody started talking, I don't know where from.

"Young Madam, you have to prepare already." A bunch of people wearing a maid outfit went inside the room where I am. They looked all professional and their moves synchronized as they went slowly beside me.

Wait, wait, wait. What is happening right now? They had two old ladies with them, but they're different. They were not weak and weak looking like that old lady that I took to the restaurant and had a conversation with. They were looking up and straight and they look like they had the energy to last the whole day.

"Please follow me to the next room, m'lady," one of those two beautiful ladies spoke as she bowed and I followed her as they set up my room. "Do you like how we prepared this room for m'lady?" I nodded my head and smiled as I know that I'm not going anywhere.

"What is happening?" I couldn't help but ask already.

The youngest one chuckled and said "M'lady, today is your wedding day with Mr. Williams. Of course, you have to prepare already." She continued to chuckle.

Wait

What?!

Wedding?!

"Wedding?!" I am starting to freak out and they seemed to notice that. They stop doing what they are doing.

"Yes, m'lady. You're getting married to Mr. Williams..." they all looked confused as they try to tell me that today is my wedding day. I groaned, everything was too confusing for me to know what's going on. I stopped them from talking for a while.

The last thing I remember was I was on my way home from work. Then, I found myself in the unknown city, alone, with an old lady, blacking out, and now I was in a totally different world. Okay, I know not a totally different world, to be exact, but still... I don't know what's happening anymore.

Inside the room, there is a huge wooden table with different kinds of expensive food served on it. All the foods are prepared in the French way, there were fresh fruits, it made me feel like I was in heaven seeing it.

"Oh my God! I can't believe this!" I said to myself. There were two big bottles of champagne on it.

"We will attend your needs, m'lady." As if she read what I was thinking, the youngest one said. And she smiled.

"Are you sure? Do you really need me to attend to my needs?" I asked, over exaggerating it.

I can't calm down already so I started to walk away from them when I suddenly saw a calendar not far from me... and what the heck. The date says 2021, but the last time I checked it's just 2016.

Did I just time travel!?

EPISODE 2 – Wedding

Oh my god!

Oh my god, what am I going to do?

Am I really going to get married today? I don't know what's happening. The last time I checked, I am just talking with an old lady. There's a light! I saw a light so I had to close my eyes and it ended up pitch black! Then when I opened my eyes, I am already in the year 2021!

"M'lady, you have to prepare for the wedding already..." the servant knocked on my door to remind me of my wedding. My wedding that I don't even remember that I have! I don't even have any idea who the hell is Mr. Williams.

How come I am bound to marry someone without having any idea of his identity? The only thing I know is that he is rich. Rich-rich! I mean, for the record, I found out that he owns this whole penthouse where I woke up. Not everyone can own a freaking penthouse! Only millionaires or billionaires! Yes! They are the only ones who can buy a penthouse for their... girlfriend?

To find out that this penthouse is a gift to me is what makes me feel crazier about it.

I have a boyfriend – no scratch that – I have a fiancé who got me this penthouse as a gift?!

"Are you sure you have the right person?" I asked the servant as she tries to calm me down from freaking out. "I mean... you see, I don't remember having a boyfriend. A rich boyfriend to be exact! So why the hell am I suddenly going to get married?" I know she's probably thinking that I am crazy.

But who wouldn't get crazy?

I can't follow everything that is going on right now?

I know I told that old lady that I want to go to the future but I didn't know that my life literally went from being poor to suddenly having everything!?

"Of course, ma'am, I am sure that we have the right person. You are Madison Taylor, the only person who managed to tame the devil." Then she winks at me as if there's some secret behind that.

And what did she call my "fiancé"? The devil? What? Do they really call their boss like that?

"Ma'am, you really have to get ready now or you will be late." Her tone changed, I think she is getting impatient.

I know it is not her fault, but if I am always making last-minute changes to my wedding, I might have to pay for it.

So getting ready doesn't mean that I need to look perfect or need to spend hours doing my hair and makeup? I don't think I need to put much effort; I am already out.

On one hand, I kind of agree with this maid's reasoning, but on the other, I am not sure how much I like the way she looks or what she looks like.

"Okay, okay. I will just grab a quick bath and then dress up."

What is a quick bath? Is there a shower or a tub somewhere in here?

"Yes ma'am." She nods her head and closes the door after she walks away from me, leaving me alone to myself again.

For the past hour, I was in the room, staring at the mirror. I've always wanted to ask the maid that took care of me, but I know it is rude to ask what she looks like. Plus, you know, like it is like asking your neighbor's whereabouts.

Whenever I get the urge to get out of that room and get to know who lives in this penthouse, I will just look at the mirror and stare at myself. I am pretty good-looking, but not so much. Some would even say that I am pretty and beautiful, but not so much.

My eyes are bright and my skin is glowing and I do not know-how.

I think I am beautiful and I am glad that I look like that when I am in the future, but is this the real me in the future? And why am I marrying someone all of a sudden? Are we in love? I don't understand. Because obviously, this isn't an arranged marriage as I don't have the penny to offer.

When I got out of the bathroom, a bunch of makeup artists, wardrobe experts, and everything went to me to start preparing me for the wedding. They surely did their best to make me perfect!

The wedding dress was perfect for my body. It is so pretty. It fit and it looked amazing. My hair did come out a little from my updo. But it all turned out great. The staff was great and they all made it fun. I could not have been happier with my experience.

I started myself in front of the mirror, watching how they turned me into something so magical. My long black hair was curled into beach waves and they put red lipstick on my bow-shaped bow making me look like some goddess. I blinked my eyes and watched how the combination of brown and orange was perfect in my color hazelnut almond eyes.

I was walking out of the mirror, leaving it in my dressing room to the maids, but I couldn't help but stare at the image in front of me again, watching how beautiful I was, the long black hair curling waves on my shoulders, the red lipstick on my small bow lips, the brown almond eyes with the small bow on it, and the combination of green and orange looking very good in my hazelnut almond eyes.

That's when I heard a voice calling my name "Miss Madison, we have to go now,"

I looked back and the maids standing there looking at me with my hair, lipstick, and bow. I sighed and followed the maids out of the dressing room, into the living room where the driver who is going to pick me to go to the wedding venue is waiting for me.

I was surprised to see that there are a lot of securities that are going to escort me. But I tried not to mind that at all, I just need to calm down and try to figure how I'll deal with all of these when the wedding is over.

In my mind, I've prepared a lot for this wedding and my mind is all set on how it will be later when the wedding is over. But you know what's wrong, I can't really find any time for myself.

I looked at one of the security and he gave me a smile "You look wonderful as always, M'lady..." he said.

I noticed how all of them either addressed me as madam or m'lady.

We got into the venue and there I met some of the people who claimed to be my friends. They even called me 'Taylor' as if that's my code name or something. They all look expensive and good-looking, I tried to act as if I know all of them and they looked pleased to see me.

And then the ceremony was about to start so they went inside the venue already. The wedding is happening in a beach resort. All the guests are already in the venue and they were waiting for the main act.

There are a lot of people watching and watching while waiting for the wedding ceremony. I don't have any idea about the person that I am going to marry right now. What if people are just lying on my face and making me feel like everything is normal but the truth is they are just manipulating me?

The music started playing as soon as the door was opened. I looked around and noticed how beautiful the setting was. Everyone is dressed in fancy dresses, and I've seen that some of the guests are from wealthy families, politicians, actresses, and other successful individuals. What exactly is going on?

I sighed deeply, knowing that I shouldn't do anything funny.

But before I could take any more steps, not even get a chance to see what my fiancé looks like. I stopped.... I froze on where I was standing.

I saw how the other guests began to whisper and wonder why I was not moving. I'm feeling a lot of pressure on my body, and I'm not sure what's going to happen next.

"I'm sorry..." I said to everyone and turned my back and started running away.

Everyone gasps and I even hear some people yelling my name, but I'm too rushed to really stop and consider what's going on.

I can't get married today.

I have to figure things out first!

I can't believe I am now a runaway bride!

EPISODE 3 – The devil

That's how I'm feeling right now: fully buried by your thoughts and feelings about all of life's present challenges, to the point that you lack efficacy and feel stuck or paralyzed.

It's difficult for me to stroll around in this resort while wearing the same lengthy bridal gown. I'm not sure how far I've gotten away from the wedding venue, but I'm sure it's a long way because my legs are already hurting from the high heels I'm wearing. Given that I am now on a beach, the sand makes it much more difficult for me to walk.

What did I just do? Running away from a wedding that surely my future self was looking forward to, oh gosh! I don't know. I am still the same Madison Taylor from the year 2016 and I don't know what happened to me during 2017, 2018, 2019, and 2020!

Is it possible that I'm dreaming?

If this is a dream, please wake me up because I can no longer handle it!

As I sat on the beach, I hugged my legs, trying to take in the sight of the crabs wandering along the shore. I wish I could simply transform into a crab right now and not have to deal with any of this nonsense.

I didn't even get a chance to glance at my alleged fiancé's face. All of the attendees at the wedding location were unexpectedly attractive and people who might be considered successful. My fiancé is wealthy since he has a penthouse and can afford a team of security guards, staff, and that wedding venue. Everything was exorbitantly priced.

I licked my lower lip as I looked at the wedding dress that I am wearing right now. Even this wedding dress looks extravagant and expensive. Who am I kidding if I still keep a blind eye and assume that this is just something normal or whatever?

Should I just go back and try to fix things? I don't know where I can go now. I don't even have the money to pay for a cab so I can go home. I don't have anything at all, and I had the audacity to run away from that wedding.

I covered my eyes with my palm and screamed, trying to use screaming as a coping up mechanism.

I stood up, finally deciding that I should just go back and try to explain what's happening to my fiancé. Ugh, I even call him my fiancé now.

His last name is Williams.

Is it possible that he is from the Williams? The Williams whom people consider here in England as a royal family? Ugh, that's impossible. There's no way I get to attract a human being from the royal family.

I mean, yes, I am beautiful, but there is no way! I am just a poor person with 50 dollars... ah, yeah; I don't even have a dollar with me as I bought that old lady food so she can survive life. I sighed, I have to find that lady and let her explain to me what is happening.

I was about to stand up when suddenly a bunch of men got out from a van near me. Their faces were covered with a mask and two of them were in black attire. One of them pointed a gun at me, I froze.

"Get in the van," he said. I still didn't move.

"Just get in the van," he said again, this time louder.

I tried to say no, but they were already dragging me away. They pulled me up the steps of the van and pushed me in. The other men in black get in the back of the van.

I tried to scream but it was useless as no one was around us. I feel like there's no way someone can save me from this.

Tears started flowing down from my eyes down to my cheeks as they started to put a handkerchief on my nose, making me smell a weird smell of chemical that's slowly making me feel dizzy.

"Stop this, stop this," I kept saying to myself but it felt like no one heard me. As the van started moving I started feeling dizzy and the handkerchief on my nose started working on me, I started feeling like I'm going to throw up.

As I felt the handkerchief on my nose was working and then as the van stopped, I felt like I was going to throw up and then a wave of nausea hit me as I kept saying to myself "No, no, no."

"Damn it," I heard one of them cursed and said "It's the devil!" he cursed at his subordinates. I can't follow what's happening but it feels like he is trying to say that they are in trouble.

The devil...

Where did I hear that?

"Just go, they won't do anything bad to us because the devil's lover is with us." The other one said and I couldn't understand what is happening now.

I still feel dizzy and I feel like I'm about to pass out already.

When suddenly, I heard a gunshot from the outside, I tried to open my eyes and saw a bunch of cars surrounding the van, trapping them.

"Fuck, we're dead. We're dead!" one of the guys said and I could feel them panicking.

"Hostage her!" the other said and then pushed me toward his friend. I am too weak to even groan in pain. He opened the door of the van and dragged me out together with him. I screamed in pain when I sprained my ankle because of how he dragged me and I am wearing a high heel.

"Hurry up!" his friend urged, he is taller than his friend.

He dragged me toward the van and I tried to resist him. I fell down as he dragged me and I landed in the wet sand. I tried to push him off me but my ankle got swollen so I can't move. "Try to do something bad and we will kill her!" he tried to say but in just a blink of an eye, the guy is already lying on the ground, with his head bleeding.

He is dead!

What the fuck just happened?

"I want to watch you try," the stern cold voice came from a guy who is holding a gun in his hand. He slowly walked towards the light and there I saw a tall guy with a nice body standing there looking like a prince charming.

His jet black hair is a bit messy; he is wearing a white long sleeve which I assumed that he just removed his tuxedo.

His face is perfect. His eyes are full of mystery, and his lips are... perfect.

His voice is deep and resonant, but at the same time, gentle.

His face. The very thought of it brings my breath to a halt.

"I-I told you it's not safe to take the devil's lover," the guy behind me muttered before I heard another gunshot and then the guy beside me fell down on the ground beside the other guy who was killed a while ago.

"How many times do I have to remind you not to touch her." I slowly raised my head and looked at the guy in front of me. When he felt my stares, his eyes went down, and turn his gaze on me. His forehead frowned a little before he put down his hand that holding his gun and slowly walked towards me.

The moment I realized that he is walking towards me, he is already pulling me to carry on a bridal style.

He sighed and glared at me before his eyes become gentle and said "I told you it's dangerous to wander around if you're not bringing your gun."

And there I realized... this... this gorgeous guy, this very handsome guy in front of me, he is... he is the devil.

He is my fiancé!