Episode 7

Episode 7

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Dimitri paced around the place in anger, one of his many brothels has been destroyed, not just any brothels but the one which was most popular. After Anabelle had left, he received a call from Yuri informing him about the situation at hand, to say he was pissed would be the wrong choice of word to use. He was mad at the news, that he started to destroy things around him, in a fit to contain his anger. 

"Where is he?" His father screamed angrily as he barged into his son's office to find out everything was a mess. He looked at him in anger as he rushed and grabbed his shirt holding it tightly as his hands turned into a fist ready to throw a punch at someone.

"You are making a mess here, when you are supposed to be fixing this, huh?" He screamed at him, as he threw him against the wall.

"And this mess just surprisingly had to happen immediately you brought in my Italian bride Mr. Vladamir," Dimitri said angrily as he arranged his shirt staring at his father in fury.

"Shut up, I know what you're thinking and I can promise you the Italians have nothing to do with this," his dad screamed out, pacing alongside with Dimitri.

"(eto nevozmozhno) it's not possible," he muttered in Russia as he was in deep thoughts about the whole situation.

"Their daughter is here, and the wedding is at hand already, find a way to fix this and if it happens to be one of our own, make sure they pay dearly," he said and left Dimitri clouded in his thought.

Mia

I paced around the room, ignoring the presence of my mother. I didn't know how to react, what to say, or even if I'm allowed to get pissed or not. Right now pacing is just helping to calm my nerves, cause any moment from now, I might explode.

"Marriage", I sighed at that thought and bite my fingers. How did my life end up this way? Damn been a Mafia daughter, damn the idea of getting married to someone I know nothing about just for a truce. Damn you, Dad, for having control over my life, damn it, I ranted out to my hearing alone.

"Amore,"  I heard my mother's voice, as I turned my head to stare at her, with my face holding no emotions.

"My child, I told you already that everything would be fine," she said looking at me with love in her eyes.

"How mother?, How can you be so sure?, How can you even say that confidently?, How?, You know very well who these people are, you know how many troubles and loses we've been through cause of them, and now surprisingly they want a truce, doesn't this seem like a setup or a very bad plan,?" I questioned her, as tears rolled down from my eyes. There was no faking it, I'm scared right now and I couldn't even act tough to hide it.

"Shhh, you have my word Amore, everything would be fine, I promise,"  she said and hugged me tightly while I sniffed in.

"I just wish, I could get lucky and just have what you and dad had, mom, it hurts so much mother," I said as I cried on her shoulders, while she patted my back softly... 

Anabelle

I walked to the kitchen, to meet the other chef already working on the food menu already. I sighed deeply as I recalled that I couldn't get Dimitri's special dish. The thought of that, made me remember how things went between the both of us. I just couldn't believe that our first meeting was going to be this way, even after how much hatred I spilled out towards him, yet the first thing we did was to drive our sexual urge being around each other.

"Ma'am, anything else, we just have the groom's special dish kept and a few side dishes to prepare," Ann said bringing me out of my own thought, while I nod my head, and inspected everything going on in the kitchen.

"Well, apparently he didn't say anything concerning that, why don't you just make research for dishes used in Russia weeding and we could pick the best from there," I told her, while she nods her head and left me alone to myself.

I was tasting and given a few notable corrections on the meal, when I felt a light tap on my shoulders, causing me to be startled a bit.

"Oh hi, you must be Yuri," I said after my gaze met the eyes of a familiar face, making me smile. I looked back at what I was doing, not minding he was standing in front of me, until it became a little bit awkward, causing me to voice out.

"You need something here?" I asked rather, while he smiled shaking his head negatively, as he showed his white set of teeth which were beautiful.

Okay, I said looking at him weirdly as I wondered what he was doing in front of me.

*I am sorry, I'm not really good with words. But I was hoping, you might want to grab lunch or a snack with me," he poured out looking relief, as he scratches the back of his neck.

At first, I was astonished by his outburst and wanted to reject him kindly, but then I felt he was too nice to be rejected. So I myself agree with the idea, making him more excited.

We finally got to a very expensive restaurant, that one could tell from the building. I looked around, amazed by the beauty of its art, making me smile, as we made were to our reservation.

"This place is beautiful," I said smiling, as our meal arrived, while he smiled back at me. "Yes it is, but not beautiful as you are Ms. Annabelle" he compliments me, as I looked at him dumbfounded and surprised that I didn't know the right words to say to him.

"Ermm, Thank you," I responded and continue facing my meal, while he did the same.

It was a simple dinner, but I could tell it meant so much to him. So much that I would think he has an interest in me. I walked back to my suite, and I was glad to find everyone sleeping.

"Yes, I didn't want to deal with Ann or her little outburst this evening, I just need to sleep and get ready for the wedding," I thought to myself and walked to my room.

*THE WEEDING*

I woke up alongside Ann, as we made preparation for the big day. Weeding is one of the most enticing events I loved the most. But sincerely, I didn't feel that spark on this one. I couldn't understand why, but I know it was prolly because this wedding has something to do with Dimitri, I thought and my heart suddenly felt pain.

Ever since I got acquainted with the bride and groom, I have been disputing and clouding my thoughts with so many things else, that I refuse to even think of how much pain, it was going to be like, watching them get married.

"I didn't know how to explain how I felt, the one true love to mine, the man who made my body react in ways I couldn't control, this man who had been my happiness and strength was going into the arms of another woman and I had to watch with a smiling face," the thought of that, made me held my chest, as I gasped for air.

The two were already on the alter, in front of the priest, looking dashingly beautiful and handsome in front of their family and everyone as they were about to take their vows.

"Do you, Dimitri Vladamir, take Mia Lorenzo to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death does you apart." The priest asked staring at him. At that moment he looked back at the contract and our eyes met for a brief second, making me breathe heavily.

"I do" he responded calmly...

"Do you, Mia Lorenzo to, take Dimitri Vladamir to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death does you apart." He asked her.

"I do" she responded too a bit hesitant.

"I now pronounce you husband and wife, you may kiss the bride," he declared and I couldn't hold it anymore, as I quietly left the hall, to fight my tears from falling.

"Why does it hurt so much?, I hate him right?, He caused me so many pain, then why does my heart bleed, knowing he is in the arms of another woman," I thought to myself and sniffed in.

Why do I feel this way, knowing he is married.

Dimitri

After the wedding, my thoughts were clouded with Anabelle, I felt restless and disturbed knowing she would soon be leaving. I didn't want that to happen, sincerely I didn't want her to go yet. But there's no way I'm telling her that and I know for sure that if I say that, she wouldn't believe me.

"Things just keep getting complicated for both of us, she prolly sees me as a married man, whom she wouldn't want to associate with, but then I wasn't in love with Mia. This was just only a deal for the peace of both families. But then I still had this lingering thought that if I let Anabelle go this time, I might lose her forever and I wasn't even ready for that. I wasn't even ready to do that, not now, never!" I thought to myself pacing in my office.

"Send Yuri to my office right now," I said to the guard on the door, while I walked back to my seat patiently waiting for him...

A few minutes later, Yuri was here, looking ready for the wedding party. I sighed as I recalled how much I needed to pretend like to be fine, to get things over with and the idea of doing that, keeps making me pissed.

"Invite the chefs and ask them to merry with us, since it's our last night, they shouldn't be left out, and probably get then something to wear too," I tell him, while he seems so thrilled with the idea and I could tell why he was, but I wasn't ready to deal with that first. I just needed to see Anabelle for the last time.

Anabelle

*The Wedding Party*

I didn't know why, Dimitri suddenly wanted us to merry with him. I mean it was already enough emotional damage to watch them get married on the alter. And now he wanted us to attend this, just to obviously pissed me off. I disagree on the first start, but Yuri kept pressing that I attend the party.

I later agreed to it, with the idea of not showing him that it affected me. I wanted to act strong in front of him, even if it was for a few hours before I go back to bed. So I dressed elegantly and wore the dress Yuri picked for me, and head straight to the grand hall.

I could hear murmurs as I walked into the hall, all eyes were on me and I felt like the earth should swallow me instantly. I walked slowly, wondering why they were all staring, until I felt the familiar face, smile at me and gave his hands out to me, making me sigh in relief as I accepted it.

"You indeed are beautiful, and everyone is saying it, look at it, all eyes are on you, Ms. Anabelle," he said smiling profusely, while I returned the gesture.

"I should thank you for that, you picked this dress and you do deserve some credit," I said to him, as I walked alongside with him.

"Shall I have this dance with you, milady," he said in a sweet voice, while I chuckled and accepted his offer instantly, dancing graciously with him...

*

It was almost over, the wedding, our stay here, and the amazing treats were all over like it never happened. We were already out of the suite with our luggage ready to return back to our families. I was indeed glad that I'm going back, I would get to see my son soon, the only person that keeps me going.

We were already at the receptionist's ready to sign out, when a group of men in a black outfits, looking well built with a hard faces, rushed to where we were and surround us.

I was about to say something when Yuri looked at me sadly, which made my heart beat faster in fear.

"What is going on here? Why are you surrounding us?" I questioned as my voice cracked a bit...

"I'm sorry, Ms. Anabelle, but I have orders to search you," he said looking down.

"Search me, for what," I asked dumbfounded, while they dragged our luggage and began to go through our stuff.

What is going on Yuri? I asked again but got no response...

Found it, sir, I heard, and when I turned my face, I saw a golden wristwatch that was in my luggage making me startled as I stared at it in shock...

"How did that get there? What is happening? I didn't take that?" I said but non one listened to me...

"I'm sorry but please come with us, you can't go back, just kindly come back with us," Yuri said and two guys grabbed me and pulled me with them, making my heart race faster.

"I didn't take that, this is a misunderstanding, please believe me," I screamed but all to no avail as they kept dragging me along with them...