Chapter Six Emily’s POV

My heart skipped a bit once I realised that it was Dave speaking on the phone. My eyes went up to Dante briefly and I but my lips.

“Why are you calling me now?” I spoke to Dave on the phone despite Dante standing in front of me.

His eyes turned cold as if he could tell who I was speaking to on the phone.

“You didn't feel the need to tell me that you were getting married Emily and you are asking why I am calling you?!” he raised his voice on the call and I moved the phone away from my ear.

“Who the fuck is that?” Dante was about to collect my phone but I moved away.

“Why will you want to know that? We aren't the regular husband and wives so don't act lovey dovey with me right now.” I told him and saw a brief look of hurt on his face.

“Can I ask this call first before we speak?” he didn't make a move to leave the room.

“Please,” I added and he left me alone with a bang on my door.

“Is that the man you married? Are you sure you aren't getting abused in there?” Dave spoke and my eyes widened.

I forgot to mute the call.

“This happened so fast, Dave. I would love for you to stop calling me. I am married now and there is nothing I can do about this.” I told him softly and he laughed in a sickly manner.

“Nothing you can do about it? You cheated on me! What did I not give to you huh!”

Tears welled up in my eyes from the accusation.

“I would never do that Dave and you know that. I loved you a lot” I told him.

“Loved? It's been a month since you got married. Do you know how I had to muster up the courage to call you but here you are already deeply in love with your husband.” his voice was filled with so much hate which hurt me.

“Dave.”

“Don't you dare call my name? I thought…” his voice broke down and I could hear him sobbing.

“Dave please.”

My dad put me in this mess. Three years of relationship gone and now I am stuck in this loveless marriage. I love Dave with so much in me. We had many plans for the future and all of that was ruined with just a few words from my dad.

“I can't believe this. Have a good marriage Emily.” he ended the call.

“Dave.” tears rolled down my eyes and I screamed into my pillow.

My heart felt heavy and my emotions were all over the place. The marriage isn't based on real love and Dante and I haven't even spoken if we can still have spouses. I doubt he will agree so this was the best way.

If my dad hears that I am still speaking to Dave then he will likely be in danger.

“I hate this so much. My heart aches.” I held my chest and went through Dave and it’s pictured. More tears kept pouring down my face as I did.

The door to my room was knocked and I wiped my face fast.

“Are you okay in there, Emily?” Dante’s mother said from outside of the door.

I walked close to the door but didn't open it because I didn't want her to see my puffy face.

“I am fine Luciana. Thanks for checking in.” I told her.

“Okay then. Your dinner will be brought up to you. I don't think you will want to eat with everyone right now.” she said calmly and left.

Luciana has tried creating a bond between us but I didn't just want it. She is a nice woman but I know nothing about this family aside from the fact that they are dangerous. They could have something up their sleeves.

She wouldn't want me to explain to her that I was crying because I just broke up with my boyfriend while being married to her son so I didn't open the door.

I went to the washroom and once I saw my reflection I gasped. My face was red with puffy cheeks and swollen eyes. I looked like a mess.

“Thank goodness I didn't let her in.” I splashed water on my face and felt more years coming down.

“Why the heck am I still crying.” I laughed at myself.

I thought it would be easy to let Dave go. It was either that or I just know that once my dad finds out, he won't let me go back to college or even be an artist.

I heard my door being opened while still washing my face. “The maid must have brought my food,” I told myself and decided to take a shower at once which I did.

It took a long time due to me crying once again in the shower but I was done and stepped out of the bathroom.

My food was on the table and I sighed. Luciana was a lovely woman.

I walked to my closet changed into pink pajamas and screamed once I felt a hand wrap around my waist from behind.

The hand went down to my vagina area and caressed that area. Just from the scent, I could tell it was Dante.

“Are you done bawling your eyes?” he whispered in my ear and I pushed him off me.

“What are you doing in my room?” I asked him.

“Were you crying because of your little boyfriend?” I perceived jealousy from his statement and smirked.

“Are you jealous?” his eyes turned dark and he held my chin.

“You belong to me. You can't speak to that boy while we are married or I will do something about him. Got it” 

I pushed my face off his hand and a tear rolled down my cheeks.

“You aren't any different,” I said with tears in my eyes.

“Emily… I”

“Get out of my room.”

“Emily.”

“Out right now!”