Chapter Two

" That's not going to happen. I'm old enough to choose my husband by myself. You can't tell me to just marry anyone like that. I'm a human and I also make choices " Emilia shouted at her mom.

Without hesitation, Isabella moved closer to her and slapped her.

" How dare you shout at me? Are you out of your senses? I gave birth to you and I did everything for you. You don't have the right to reject my offer. You have to do what I wanted", Isabella shot back.

" Did you just slap me, Mom? Because I said that I'm not going to marry that wicked billionaire? Is it by the Force to marry someone I don't love? Were you forced to marry Dad?" Emilia asked.

Isabella signed.

" Why are you not getting me? What concerns me about you loving him or not? He's your future husband and you must marry him", Isabella said.

" Not at all. I'm not going to do such a thing. You are always wicked, Mom. Ever since the death of my dad, you have been treating me as if you are not the one who gave birth to me. Is this how you used to do before Dad died", Emialia yelled at her.

Just as she was about to continue talking, her mother gave her another slap.

" What's wrong with you, Emialia? Why don't you love him? Everyone in this state is finding a way to get connected to him. He's attractive and he's a billionaire. Is there anyone with those qualities in the whole of New York? Isabella shouted at her.

" You have to marry him and that's my command. You can't say no to my orders. After this, I don't want to hear anything from you anymore ", Isabella said.

Emilia replied, as tears began to flow from her eyes like a sea," But why? I'm not after his money or influence. I want a good and pitiful husband. He's wicked and you know".

" And so? Because he's wicked, right? Is that the reason why you said that you can't marry him? That's not even a reason to reject such an offer", Isabella said.

Looking at her mom with a bad face, Emilia said, " Yes, you can't count that as a reason, because you are the same. You are wicked also".

" Are you in your right senses," Isabella said angrily as she moved closer to her again and punched her in her face.

" Did I lie? Is that not the truth? Are you not a wicked mother? I would rather die than marry such a person in my life", Emilia said.

" Who taught you all this? Do you want to go against my command? Ohhh… Do you want to die? Should I show you how people die" Isabella asked.

Moving backward, Emila responded, " Or is it because of your company? That wicked man wants to take advantage of me because of your company? What a wicked world!! You are not worth being called a mother ".

Hearing this, Isabella moved closer to her but Emilia shouted at her.

" If you lay your hand on me again, I'm going to kill myself. I'm just two meters away from the kitchen. You too know that I'm a fast runner. All I need to do is to stab myself with a knife" Emilia said, as she moved backwards.

" I'm not trying to hurt you. I'm just telling you to obey my commands. I love you, my daughter " Isabella said as she moved closer to her.

" Hey, Isabella. This would be your last warning. Don't move an inch from that place or I'm going to kill myself" Emilia shouted at her.

Isabella stopped. She looked at her daughter's face and smiled.

" I know that you can't do that. This is not your first time saying that" Isabella said.

" Yes, you are right. But it could also be the last, because I'm going to do it", Emilia said as she moved backwards.

Suddenly, Isabella stood up and ran towards her. Before Emilia could enter the kitchen, she grabbed her clothes and carried her to the room. She then beat the hell out of her.

" Why are you just so stubborn? I have told you several times not to disobey me " Isabella said as she punched her the last time.

She stopped beating her and Emilia stood up.

With tears rolling from her eyes," For you to do such a thing to me because of that wicked man, you are very wicked.". " I don't know if I should continue calling you mother ".

" Ohhh… you are still abusing me, right? Do you want more of my beating?" Isabella shouted at her.

" Must you force me to marry a person I don't love? Must you do this thing against my will? Why are you doing this to me? Is it because I am the only person you gave birth to?" Emilia said.

" You don't have the right to disobey me. You must marry him and that's final, " Isabella said.

" You have been the stumbling block against my will and wishes. You have been controlling all the aspects of my life. Now, you still want to force me into marrying someone I don't love", Emilia said.

" Enough of your RUBBISH. Once you get married to him, you are going to love him" Isabella said.

Emilia chucked

" Is that how love works? Is that how your marriage with Dad went ?" Emilia asked her mother.

" Don't ask me foolish questions, Emilia. That's your future husband and the marriage is soon," Isabella said.

" Mom, why? " Emaila asked.

" Because I don't want to go to jail. I have no other choice, Emilia. You only have to follow my orders. Get married to him and I'm going to get a loan from him", Isabella said.

" A loan? He's not even giving you the money for free. Is he the only one you can borrow money from?" Emilia inquired.

" He's the only one, Emilia, and it's because I chanced to know him before, " Isabella said.

" How do you know him?" Emilia asked.

" That's a long story. Just leave that alone. I don't know why you can't marry him. You are just shouting that he's wicked. I don't know why you can't marry a mafia boss". Isabella said

"Did you just say Mafia? You want me to marry a mafia?" Emilia asked.

" That's the final. Be it a mafia or not. That's the person you are going to marry" Isabella shouted at her.

Hearing this, Emails suddenly got up and ran out of the room and Isabella ran after her. She went to the kitchen and took out a shaped knife.

" Will you please stop, Emaila?" Isabella said as she moved closer to her.

" Don't come near me. I would just kill myself rather than marry that wicked mafia billionaire. You don't care and you are not ready to hear me out. This is the only option that I have. Just watch me as I take my own life ", Emialia shot back.

Holding the handle of the knife, she raised the knife.