Daisy"So what's all of this, then?" C.J. asks me as she puts some books to the side. It's all I ever wanted to do. Since I was a little girl, I have wanted to plan my own wedding and be a working wife. I want to live a normal everyday life and give back to people who deserve it.I'm still planning my wedding. It's been 6 weeks since I came back to the manor. Antonio's parents left weeks ago but I still FaceTime his mom who has become another mother figure to me. I don't call them by their names, they started as Mr and Mrs Rosa but now it's just mom and dad. As weird as that sounds, they spoke with Nino about it beforehand and because I had been through quite a lot and coming out of it slowly with their support as well as everyone else here, they assumed I would benefit from having parental relationships with them and I was such an emotional mess when they bought it up."Well, I've been doing my assignments and spending so much time at the park on the grounds with Clara these days whi
Antonio"You know I hate being called in this early" My underboss Xanders says as he sits in the chair across from me."Yeah well, I needed a plan on something and I couldn't ask my brother seems how he's just arrived back from Italy. In a foul mood" I point out."Of course. What's going on?""I've got the casinos usually standard inspection today and I have to be present but I need you to pick a guy up for me""Go on" he says casually sitting in the chair eating a mars bar."Jerry Harrison.""And who is he may I ask?""An idiot with a problem"Jerry Harrison is an addict. Drugs, alcohol and gambling.You name it, he's probably done it. The idiot decided it be best to take a gamble in my casino last night and raked up a good amount of debt. He's been told to not enter unless he knows he can pay after his tab is cleared and yet the CCTV footage showed a clear image of him thinking he can walk away.Not for much fucking longer."What's he done?""He tried to put his hands up 3 waitresse
DaisyEverything seems to go well these days.My job has been relaxing to a degree. I love the feel of walking down each aisle, running my fingers along the spine of books and feeling like I have the world at my feet.Some parts of my life I wish would stay hidden which is why I ended up in central London.It's busy and I more than likely have a higher chance of getting hit by a car than ever seeing my father again which is a disturbing bonus if I might add."Daisy doo" C.J. shouts as I head through the door. It's September which in London means the weather is short old. Thankfully we had a good summer but now it seems like the rainy season is about to hit.Big time."Yeah?" I shout back. We share a 2 bedroom place and half all bills which works well for us. C.J. works at the doctors as a mental health nurse whereas I work at our local 3-floor library."You have a package. It's a big package today" she says which is still bizarre. Yesterday I received a bracelet in the mail. Expensive
Just before we arrived at her place of home I told myself it would be a quick proposal of what I wanted and then I would leave.Money was supposed to be the main idea, but then I saw her and I couldn't pass off the opportunity to get her with my ring on her finger. It was a quick decision I shouldn't have made. I like my life the way it is and I have always said I don't want nor do I need a woman to change that lifestyle. I assumed with my aura and power radiating everywhere that she would obey and agree but what I didn't expect was for her to not give a rat's ass about her father.The man raised her if all that he says is correct. We didn't do an extensive search on her background just her details and where she lived just to make sure he wasn't a lying son of a bitch on top of being a thieving bastard. "Did you manage to get it?" I ask my brother as we get back in the car."By get it do you mean her phone and her friend's phone signal to hack into?""Yeah that," I say to Max as I
DaisyThe last 3 weeks have gone by quickly. What on earth has my father gotten me into?Week one wasn't so bad.I spent the first few days numb to the idea of becoming someone's wife.Let alone that someone be an asshole and self-absorbed. Then the package showed up on my doorstep a few days later.It was A book on the Mafia which threw me for a loop.Mafia?He's in the Mafia.I wonder what he does for the families.And a singular black rose with the thorns cut off and a note which read:"See you in 3 weeks Princess"I didn't do a lot the first few days after that but I did continuously think about the pros and the cons of this. More cons than anything else.-Week two I had become a nervous wreck.Work was going by quickly which meant the day was nearing an end and my nerves couldn't handle the stress or pressure my father had put me under. So eating has become my favourite thing.C.J. has done nothing but soothe me, making me feel like I have options but I know that deep down I don
Antonio Yesterday was spent waiting for confirmation that Daisy had picked her dress and at the very last minute she had picked a dress.She barely spoke to me on the way to the manor and once we did arrive, she asked where she was sleeping and then made her way over there. I didn't see him at all yesterday which was fine by me.She must be expecting to be sleeping in her own room but as of tonight, my wife will be with me. In our room in bed with me."You ready?" My dad asks me as I stand at the chapel waiting for my bride to head down here to me."It's arranged. It means nothing""Me and your mother were in an arranged marriage and look at us" he says while smirking at me. At his age, he's still a handsome chap and I would say that because I look exactly like him."Jesus. Fuck I didn't know that" I say as I look at the door again."My only bit of advice is to be faithful son. Arranged or not she wasn't in the wrong. It was her father's doing and she's paying a hefty price for it""
Daisy"What happened to your hand?""I had an accident when I was 14. I had to have stitches but my stupid ass went and picked at them which made it scar" I laugh. The memory of itself is pointless. It's hurtful and it reminds me of a time when I couldn't defend myself."What kind of accident?""It doesn't matter. I learnt my lesson after that. Briefly"We travel in silence for the remainder of the drive, his hand stays on my covered thigh and my hand stays on top of his but it still feels awfully heavy with tension.-The night is full of his family dancing and mingling, Antonioni's Nieces and Nephews running around and doing exactly what children love to do.The music stops briefly before the MC comes on to ask for the bride and groom to attend the dance floor for their first dance as Mr and Mrs.Surely he knows it isn't real. This isn't what neither of us wanted and I will be sure to give my father exactly what I think of him tomorrow or whenever I see the sorry excuse for a man."
Daisy"I screamed so loudly that I'm sure our neighbours could hear. They often phoned the police for disputes. They never really saw me because I couldn't attend school much due to injuries and pain when I couldn't walk, so they assumed I was his wife or something. The police would show up and I'd be locked in my room so I try not to use locks if I can help it. They never did anything. I learnt how to stitch up wounds because more often than not, Jerry would come home and would need some form of treatment.I didn't know what else to do with my spare time and when he would split my skin I'd spent countless hours cleaning it and attempting to stitch it but when I'm right-handed and try doing it with my left I could never get it right so I messed up."Grabbing my hand, the same hand he examined earlier, he shakes his head and speaks. Finally."He stabbed you?" Antonio asks while trying to hold some form of rage in."Twice. The second time he was stone-cold sober actually but I'd just co
Daisy"So what's all of this, then?" C.J. asks me as she puts some books to the side. It's all I ever wanted to do. Since I was a little girl, I have wanted to plan my own wedding and be a working wife. I want to live a normal everyday life and give back to people who deserve it.I'm still planning my wedding. It's been 6 weeks since I came back to the manor. Antonio's parents left weeks ago but I still FaceTime his mom who has become another mother figure to me. I don't call them by their names, they started as Mr and Mrs Rosa but now it's just mom and dad. As weird as that sounds, they spoke with Nino about it beforehand and because I had been through quite a lot and coming out of it slowly with their support as well as everyone else here, they assumed I would benefit from having parental relationships with them and I was such an emotional mess when they bought it up."Well, I've been doing my assignments and spending so much time at the park on the grounds with Clara these days whi
Antonio "You look good these days," my mom says as she stands beside me at the kitchen counter. Over the last week, I've managed to get Daisy all packed up in her apartment and settled in here. She's been spending a lot of time doing online classes for mental health, learning new things, and exploring different ways to manage her own issues while trying to get a degree for herself."Yeah. I've actually got something to tell you," I explain. My mother and father are going back to Italy this coming weekend. Now that the new year has passed, I need to explain what will be happening in the next couple of months."Go on?""Me and Daisy are getting Married" I explain as I sift through the cupboards to get Clara her snack. It's currently snowing outside and she has been making snow angels and snow princesses as Daisy called it all morning."I'm- well I hate to break it to you honey but- you're already married" she laughs. When we got back here my mother took it upon herself to take Daisy a
DaisyI submit to him.I let him take me the way I wanted him to take me.I let myself submit to what I know I want, and deep down, everything is perfect at this very moment.I want to believe it will stay like this, but my mind doesn't go to that place. Right now, though, it's gone to a blissful place called 'Orgasm land,' and I can't for the life of me bring myself to care about much else."One more for me princess" "I can't- I""Give me one more Daze! One. Fucking. More" he grunts out as he leans over me and rubs my clit like a man possessed and I can't help it. My body even though it feels spent and achy, gives him another orgasm."Good girl." He whispers in my ear while biting the curve of it. The sensation making me milk his orgasm right out of him."Shot, Nino we didn't use a condom" I gasped out. I don't want to sound like a shitty person but the last time we didn't use a condom I ended up with Clara- and not that I will ever regret my little girl but it took its toll out on
Antonio With the bath running and Daisy holding herself back, I'm tired of wanting her to see what I see, so I take her hand and pull her further in.The bath isn't big enough for both of us, but I want her to enjoy a soak while I find something to make her so we can watch some TV in bed before I go home and watch over my daughter.Our daughter.Once she's in the bath I take myself out of the bathroom so she doesn't feel nervous about undressing in front of me. Not that she should be nervous. She's still my fucking wife. She's still the most beautiful woman I have ever laid eyes on and she will see that by the end of tonight."You good?" I ask through the door.Her contented sigh and a simple "Yes" is what settles my mind. I know she has problems and I know she's had to face such shit since she left New York the last time but this feels like it can be fixed.Not everything is unfixable and not everything is as easy as tossing money to the situation I know but I want her to feel like
Daisy "You gotta help me here Daze," Antonio says as he takes my hand and leads me back to the sofa. The truth is...I don't know what to do anymore. I'm so lost and I've spent every waking moment trying to find myself again, trying to find the person I once was and that's my issue. I'm not that person anymore and I don't think I ever will be. I want to believe that everything happens for a reason and only kind, it does but at the end of the day, I never asked to get shot at. Twice might I add. Thank you. "I want to. I do but it's hard to. I've spent so many months alone even when I have had people around me. I hate it Antonio I hate it" I say, the tears streaming down my cheeks but every time I wipe them more fall and the more that fall the more I realise how I'm on the edge and the only way to get off this edge is to come clean about what's going on with me. I want to so badly to leave it all in the past, leave it where it's supposed to be but this past is following me to my fut
Antonio Christmas Day and there are smiles all around. Everything in me is trying my hardest to smile, I have my daughter here who is happily playing with her toys. She had no idea how hard it was when I assumed she wasn't here. She will never know the extent of how bad my pain was over the last year and I plan to make sure she has a brilliant life.Will want for nothing and will be a happy child having the childhood she deserves."You okay lad?" My dad asks me and I want to say no. I want to say that there is something...or rather someone missing and I know exactly who that someone is but at the end of the day, how do I bring it up with 18 of my family members present at the moment?She wants a divorce. She won't even look me in the eye. She has never been more fragile and lost before and I can't seem to bring myself to admit it. She needs me but I need her more. I need her like my life depends on it. I need to have her with me at all times just so I know she's okay but how do I ad
Daisy"What are we doing for Christmas D?" My best friend asks me from my smallish kitchen. It's been weeks since I stepped on Antonio's home grounds, I told him I didn't want our daughter around those women to which he told me his mother told him about the horrible shit they said to me and about Clara."What do you mean?" I ask. I don't actually want to tell her that I'm not going anywhere because then she would feel obligated to stay here with me when she could be having fun.When we moved back Max insisted on her living with him, again, I was super happy for her.And while I've been sitting here looking at papers that really do need my signature to send to Antonio I can't bear the thought of having someone else's happiness ruined because of me so I reply with everything that it takes to plaster a happy smile on my broken face."I actually have a night planned of watching movies and sorting through Clara's old clothes that don't exactly fit anymore" I laugh avoiding her eyes. I don'
DaisyIt is pretty quiet for a very lost soul right now. Nothing I looked at looked the least bit appetising for me right now. I didn't want to go and get Clara straight away. I didn't want to change myself being seen and stopped by Max or Antonio.I've never been here before and I'm glad I found it. My thoughts come to the surface and I let everything I have been thinking and feeling explode into the tears that I let fall.Getting off the bus here I assumed I'd feel lighter but the heaviness of the situation makes me feel worse. Weighted by all my problems.Sinking in water I didn't even realise was rising or am I drowning? I feel like I have a backpack on.A backpack full of bricks that's making me sink, like I'm struggling to catch the breath I keep gasping for. The water rose above my stomach, then my chest and not but not least my face.All these thoughts and nowhere to scream them out. I'm so in on my thoughts that I don't feel the calloused hand touch my skin. Looking up I fee
Antonio I watched as she walked out of that door. My world walked out scared shitless of me because I didn't even realise I had a hold of her arms. I don't think it was that tight but she refused to let me go with her. Refused to let me be around her in fear and that is something I don't ever want her to feel. "Man...what the fuck!" my brother shouts at me. I haven't had a moment where I can gather my bearings because the moment Daisy left her apartment he forgot who he was speaking to but I guess his mind isn't talking to the don, he's talking to his twin brother who fucked up."What do you want me to say? I fucked up? I don't even remember losing my temper with her. I don't even remember grabbing her. All I remember is coming to the now and having you both shouting at me so back the fuck off" I shout back at him. It isn't until he brings his phone up with a video of her shaking under my hold, tears streaming down her face and trying to pull away from my grip that I realise I must