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Continued: "How about fuck off?" Niko spits angrily before turning us away and walking us to Dimitri. "We're out of here," he spits so lowly that his voice reverberates through my bones. "You should sort that out before I do." "Your wedding is not over," Dimitri warns quietly and calmly. "It's done when I say it's done. We've married, you have what you want. I won't stay here and allow him to verbally abuse my wife before all these people," Niko states, taking my hand and lacing our fingers together before he turns us away. Everyone parted, making room for us to leave. My cheeks burned with embarrassment, knowing everyone had heard exactly what Franko said. It's obvious he's planted seedlings of doubt within the minds of every guest here. "Niko," I whimper, anxious to be gone already. Needing to find the protection only he seems to give me. "It's okay," he mumbles quietly, obviously trying to reassure me as I stumble to keep up with his quick steps. He leads me outside
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Bianca Niko is unsettled, his leg bouncing beside mine as he stared upfront while one of Luca's men drove us out of Dimitri's drive. The irony is upon me that I came here a Rossi, and I'm leaving a Costa. It's nerve-wracking and upsetting. It's also exciting and sordid. Niko's warning that my use of the word 'no' plays in my mind. I wonder what would have happened if we had been alone five to ten minutes more. There's so much that remained unsaid in those moments before we were interrupted. There's so much Niko could have done. For a moment, he scared me. It seems my virginity might have been a buffer between Niko wanting and taking what he wanted. Would he really have fucked me here in the back seat of the car? The driveway gives way to the forest surrounding the roads between Dimitri's and Luca's, and I find myself lost in the sea of green and brown foliage that mesmerises me. I'm a married woman now, and the thought is strange and foreign. As I process this in my
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Continued: I press my thighs together at the sudden intrusive thoughts of needing Niko. "Keep staring at me like that, and we won't get as far as the bonnet of this fucking car," he tells me. A small smile now plays on his lips. Is he playing with me just for kicks? "I wasn't staring. I was listing out the things I hate about you," I lie, turning to stare at the plane waiting for us to board it. Now, a smile plays at my lips—a large smile because I know he knows I'm bluffing. "Is that so?" He questions humorously. He shifts beside me, but I avoid looking his way to see what he's doing. "Yup. Just tallying up the things I despise about my now husband so I can memorise each and every one." "You're something else, Bee." "Never claimed to be perfect like Emma," I shrug nonchalantly. "I wouldn't want you to be anything but yourself. They're ready. Come on?" He requests. Turning, I note he's outside of the car, holding his hand out for me that I take, unwillingly, of course
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Niko Bianca sits across from me as we taxi down the runway to take off for this impromptu honeymoon I hadn't expected to take. She looks worn and tired, yet she lounges back in her wedding dress so unladylike that I can't imagine doing anything but spend this time looking and appreciating the vision before me. She's comfortable even if she should be anxious and wary. I was swept up in my own emotions, so I brooded opposite her, remaining stoic and quiet as I assessed Bianca in her calm state. She is beautiful and breathtaking. I'm honoured to have stood up there beside her, making vows to remain beside her for the rest of our lives. I hadn't expected to feel so overwhelmingly possessive of her, and I hadn't expected to lose my shit the moment Franko goaded me to get that exact reaction. She didn't want to marry, andthat much is evident, but does shetrulydislike being with me? And does she want to be with a man like Franko, who obviously favours his father's tendency to treat wome
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Continued: She shakes her head slowly, her brain obviously refuting my proposal, yet she doesn't voice her reluctance, which means a part of her, no matter how small, wants me back, and I can work with that. Expand on it. "It's our wedding night—evening. I want you, Bee. I've wanted you all week." "No—," she squeaks. "What did I tell you about that word?" I ask gruffly. I drop her foot, placing it down on the floor. And I follow it, kneeling at her feet like a man possessed. "It's a dirty word," I grin. "One punishable by denial." "And what did I tell you?" She asks. "I'm your husband, Bee. I have needs. Needs that you haven't met." "They're not my responsibility..." she whines, yet there's playfulness in her eyes that I suddenly want to play against. "So when you want to get off, is your need not my responsibility?" I counter her. "No." "You sure about that? You sure you don't want me to help you along?" I ask, skating my fingers up the inside her thighs that are spread in
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Bianca Our conversation had me tripping. Niko's words confounded me but also resonated with a version of myself deep inside, making me wonder if I could truly find happiness with him, considering he's already willing to become my protector. Dimitri's words play over and over in my mind. His assumption that Niko was a gift over a burden had me staring at Niko in disbelief. I'm sure my mouth was hanging open, my jaw touching the floor. My face must have been a vision, not that Niko mentioned anything or pointed it out. The flight to Europe, Italy, Cantazaro, to be exact, was turbulent yet short. I hate flying, the insecurity that a flight brings you, the uncertainty of your future the whole time you're in the air. So the moment we touched down, I sighed a breath of relief. But that also left me wondering what the hell I should be doing now. The pilot and her co-pilot left the aircraft, walking down the steps onto the tarmac while Niko and I remained sitting in the chairs. He had
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Continued:Grinding my teeth, I force myself to mount the metal steps. The heat of the air around the plane instantly clings to my skin, and perspiration spreads across my body as the hefty material still surrounds me. I hadn't thought of how it would pose a hindrance. I wish I had clothes to change into, but we didn't pack, and I wonder if there's a change of clothes here for the pair of us. Time is of the essence. Just go, Bee! I snarl internally. Indecision falters my brain process, leaving me standing on the threshold between freedom and a life shackled in chains. I stay. My gaze darts back to Niko, so unsuspecting that he's sleeping on the chair opposite the one I should be sitting in. I study him, floating to him easier than I tried to leave. His face is clean-shaven, his skin bronzed, just like mine. His dark brown, almost black hair is pushed back, with product sitting proudly but kemp. With his eyes closed and in his state sleep-like, he's missing the constant frown li
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Niko By the end of the day, with moonlight guiding us out of the plane and into the awaiting car, Bianca and I have found some common ground to make our journey easier.I guide her into the back seat, nodding to Dimitri's men as they load a handful of shopping bags into the boot in a quiet manner.Nothing is said, but I presume that's Dimitri's doing. His driver takes us through the mainland and over to the docks, where a boat waits for us. Bianca has long since fallen asleep against my shoulder, the skirt of her dress acting as a blanket between us. I'm roasting, but I have no choice but to sit as still as possible as I'm what you call nap-trapped.I think over the day, the lacklustre ceremony and the complete absence of an after-party. We didn't even get to sit down for the planned meal, nor did we get to the speeches, which, of course, I was looking forward to, considering Mass was the one to be giving us a speech. Honestly, what did he come up with, considering our relationship
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Continued: Reaching inside, I find I'm disappointed beyond words to find skimpy bikinis, baby doll dresses, swim shorts, and lounge pants for Niko. My face must be a picture of unhappiness because Niko laughs so loud that it resounds around the open space. "I don't think Dimitri wants us to stay clothed for long if you know what I mean," he chatters. "This dress is the most uncomfortable thing I have ever worn, and these will barely keep the chill of the air off my skin." "Perhaps that's the point," he grins, stroking a red babydoll between his thumb and forefinger. "May I have your shirt?" I blurt out, glowering at the audacity of myself. "My shirt?" "Yes, can I have your shirt? You can peel this dress from me, and then I'll soak in the tub before bed and wear your shirt over one of these bikinis. I'm tired, Niko..." "I was hoping to show you out back. The hot tub is situated perfectly." "Fine, I'll soak in that," I huff, grabbing for the gold bikini with a vastly larger am
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Bianca So Niko can cook, and he's more than comfortable moving around the kitchen like some bronzed god capable of doing even the most mundane task. I went into the kitchen with the intent of hashing out plans for our future marriage. My mind was whirling upstairs after he touched me, when for a moment I begged internally for him to lean down to kiss me, and when he didn't, I felt so crushed, I knew I couldn't let him touch me like that again. I couldn't give myself to him like that, not if I wanted any chance of escaping this marriage, the spoken contract I've seemingly fallen into with the Moretta's and most importantly my insanity. I should have run back on the plane. I should have taken the opportunity that arose with both hands and run as far away as I possibly could. And yet I didn't; I stayed. And now I'm regretting passing up the chance of freedom to stay loyal to a man who, if given half the chance, will destroy me from the inside out. We eat in tense silence, the only
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Continued: "I'll make us something. I'm sure the fridge is stocked." "Do you know how to cook?" She calls to me. "I'm sure I can put something together," I shrug nonchalantly as I leave the room. She rolls her eyes dramatically and flips a loose tendril of hair behind her ear before seemingly dismissing me. Smirking to myself, I shake my head in disbelief. The truth is I can cook pretty well, actually, but there's never any need when I'm home. Anna does a good enough job to feed us all; besides, I'm far too busy most of the time to sit in the kitchen and create a dish when my mind isin twenty other places. My Aunt taught me how to cook, that was her thing. We lived above a small Italian restaurant. Apparently, it's where my parents met. My father wooed my mother; he obviously took her breath away and pushed her down the stairs of irreparable damage. Maybe she'd still be alive if he were anything but an Italian mob. The kitchen is fully stocked, as I presumed it would be, but I
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Niko As defiant as ever, Bianca attempts to slip her wedding gown down her arms to play with me. Luckily for her, I'm more than willing to play the cat to her mouse. I race to her side, stopping her from undressing from the garment made to wrap a bride up for their groom. In our culture, the whole meaning of a wedding gown is to present her to her awaiting husband as the pure second half of him. That is why they usually only dress in white. Bianca broke that silent rule with the red, but I love it. It's very much her. A wedding night is the first time a man supposedly has a claim to her. He unwraps his gift to reveal the natural beauty below before finishing up with his unspoken vows. "That's a husband's job," I note, stroking her now bare skin on her shoulder. A look transpires between us, and I can't quite decipher what it means. Does Bianca want me as I want her? Or am I reading into emotions that don't truly belong between us? The sexual tension has been palpable for the las
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Continued: I'm sure I'm leaving sand in my wake with every step, but I don't care. A bee has well and truly gotten in my bonnet. I'm not entirely sure what's gotten into me; I had been happier on the plane after our pleasant interaction, but now...now, I feel far too vulnerable to allow Niko to have the real me. It must have been a momentary lapse in judgment, and I'll need to push him away harder than before to keep him at arm's length. Storming through the open plan living, dining, and kitchen area, I barely take in my surroundings of the exquisitely detailed home as I search for somewhere to relieve my bladder. I mount the floating steps and climb to the second floor in an attempt to take a minute to myself, but Niko does not give me much of a reprieve. Three closed doors greet me as I take a moment of indecisiveness on the landing. Looking at the closest one, I open the black door into a large bedroom with a round bed in the middle of the room. Just to the right, alon
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Bianca Niko has to carry me out of the boat because the sailor refuses to dock the boat on the beach, leaving us with no choice but to climb into the shallow water to access the beach before us. Three trips, and we're left on the sand as the boat fires up. We watch it disappear into the late-night darkness, which pulls at something deep in my soul. Silence carries us as we're essentially abandoned here on this island, and I scream internally at the unknown surrounding us. I'm the first to move, turning to stare up at the beachside house that tops even Luca's country house. It's grand in size, basically, all glass, as the rooms look out over the sea behind me. There is no privacy, and you can see the furnishings inside the home from here. It's beautifully surrounded by flowers and foliage, and if it were any other day than today, I might have been just a little excited to be here in the middle of nowhere, where the world couldn't touch me. "Did he happen to give you a key?
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"We'll be moving out in five minutes," the man with no name notes as he begins untying the boat from the dock."Are you okay?" I ask Bianca as I sit beside her. I didn't particularly want to sit; I'd have preferred to stand guard over her, but I wanted to conceal the fact that I'd unholstered my gun, slid the safety back, and aligned my finger, ready to pull the trigger at a moment's notice.Neither she nor the man notices my move, and I use my tuxedo blazer to cover my gun, which is lying under the material in the direction of the man before us.I'll be damned if my wife dies so soon after I claimed her as my own."Why does this feel all sorts of wrong?" Bianca answers my question with a question. Her voice is barely audible, making me wonder if she feels the same things as I do now."Because we didn't plan this," I shrug."Would he send us here to die?" She asks me."No. He needs me," I whisper."Would he send me here to die? Are you to end me here on his island where no one will fi
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Niko By the end of the day, with moonlight guiding us out of the plane and into the awaiting car, Bianca and I have found some common ground to make our journey easier.I guide her into the back seat, nodding to Dimitri's men as they load a handful of shopping bags into the boot in a quiet manner.Nothing is said, but I presume that's Dimitri's doing. His driver takes us through the mainland and over to the docks, where a boat waits for us. Bianca has long since fallen asleep against my shoulder, the skirt of her dress acting as a blanket between us. I'm roasting, but I have no choice but to sit as still as possible as I'm what you call nap-trapped.I think over the day, the lacklustre ceremony and the complete absence of an after-party. We didn't even get to sit down for the planned meal, nor did we get to the speeches, which, of course, I was looking forward to, considering Mass was the one to be giving us a speech. Honestly, what did he come up with, considering our relationship
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Continued:Grinding my teeth, I force myself to mount the metal steps. The heat of the air around the plane instantly clings to my skin, and perspiration spreads across my body as the hefty material still surrounds me. I hadn't thought of how it would pose a hindrance. I wish I had clothes to change into, but we didn't pack, and I wonder if there's a change of clothes here for the pair of us. Time is of the essence. Just go, Bee! I snarl internally. Indecision falters my brain process, leaving me standing on the threshold between freedom and a life shackled in chains. I stay. My gaze darts back to Niko, so unsuspecting that he's sleeping on the chair opposite the one I should be sitting in. I study him, floating to him easier than I tried to leave. His face is clean-shaven, his skin bronzed, just like mine. His dark brown, almost black hair is pushed back, with product sitting proudly but kemp. With his eyes closed and in his state sleep-like, he's missing the constant frown li
