"God is up to something or the devil wouldn't be fighting you this hard."
~Unknown
The upcoming days are filled with a lot of tension. No one was talking, laughing or even teasing each other. It felt like as if all of us are strangers. I am not used to this environment and it is getting on my nerves. Everett has decided to stay with us till Rose gets married, no one knows who the groom is except for dad and him, both of them aren't willing to share anything. The date for the wedding has been fixed, it is to be held on the upcoming Saturday. Today is Monday.
Which means 4 more days.
Dad tried really hard to get the wedding cancelled, I overheard him whispering to mom in the kitchen that the 'groom's uncle is insisting on the marriage and wouldn't take no for an answer.'
Rose was to be married in a small church. The groom's family requested for a small intimate ceremony with only the bride and groom's close family present. They had no time for an extravagant wedding. This request did nothing but raise more suspicions about these unknown people, one thing is for sure, they are very dangerous seeing how Everett accidentally spilled out that they can kill us. I can't fathom how he got tangled up with such people. No one is answering my questions. I know there is more to the story. What has Everett possibly done, that now our lives are at risk?
Why the sudden wedding?
Why does dad seems like he would beat the shit out of Everett any given minute? If I ask something they brush it off. Saying it is not my business.
What rubbish!
Of course it is my business, this is my niece-friend who we are talking about. I am sick of them all treating me like a child. Rose is quiet these days and prefers to stay in her room all day. I can understand her situation, but can't relate to it, no one can. If I were at her place I would have behaved the same way, maybe worse. Being forcefully married to an unknown man at 18, that to someone who is capable of threatening or worse actually killing people. Leaving your dreams and aspirations without your will is every girls worst nightmare. After her marriage, Rose is going to shift to Italy, her soon to be husband is Italian and he is a well-known man there. He is a businessman, and what little information I could get was that he is a billionaire.
A BILLIONAIRE!!
Why would a billionaire like him want to marry a middle-class girl all of a sudden?
Well, I have a lot of questions and no one to answer them. I sigh heavily while shifting in my bed. The ringing of my phone brings me out of my thoughts, it's Olivia. I can't stop the unconscious smile after reading her name. She and Sammy are officially in a relationship now. When Sam ran after Olivia that day in school, he found her crying her eyes out in the janitor's room, she accidentally confessed her feelings to him in her emotional state. Lucky enough, Sam shared the same feelings for her, but thought that she was too good for him and was scared to ask her out or worse jeopardize their friendship. At the end both confessed their undying love for each other and are now are happy together.
At least something's going good in my life, I smile at the happy thought.
I talk with Olivia for an hour, catching up on different things mixed with some girls talk. I have not told my friends about the tension going on in my house, I would explain it to them after Rose gets married. Dad has also advised us not to share anything.
It is time for dinner, Rose is present with us tonight but she is acting a little unusual, I can't point out what it is, but I sense it, I don't know if it is just me who feels this way. I think I observe things a lot unintentionally. I shrug off the feeling and focus on my delicious mac and cheese that is begging me to eat it.
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The next few days are very hectic.
Everyone is busy with the preparations and shopping for the wedding. Even though it is an intimate wedding, there are still some things that needs to be arranged. We are trying to make this wedding as normal as we can for Rose. She is not interested in anything and told us that we could buy anything we prefer.
Well she can't be blamed.
The big day finally arrives. It is Saturday and everyone is in a hustle, running around the house, dressing up, checking everything at the last minute, this wedding should be perfect for Rose, it would be the only good memory for her of this day. The wedding is at 4 pm, we have plenty of time as it is 8 am right now. Rose's wedding dress just arrived, it is one expensive dress. Luckily, we had no budget limit, the groom is a billionaire so we were told to buy whatever the bride loved.
As for her, she didn't choose anything, so I had to do the selections for her. I'm aware of her choice in clothes and decorations, it was not a hard task. I know she will love the dress that I have chosen for her. I take the wedding dress and make my way towards her room. Mom and Bridget are already there, chatting and smiling while Rose is just nodding her head and replying with a small "hmm'' occasionally.
"The dress is here.'' I semi yell with a big grin plastered on my face while entering the room. Everyone turns their attention towards me "Rose, are you ready to see your dress?" I smile at her,
“Hmm", she answers with a blank expression.
My smile falters for a second but I keep it intact to cheer her up, that's the least I can do. "Ok, 1... 2... andddd 333" I prolong the last number dramatically and open the zipper of the cover in which the dress is packed safely. I take out the dress and hold it out in front of Rose.
She gasps.
She actually showed some emotion after the whole time. I have to hold back my happy tears.
"So??" I ask, getting impatient.
"Its.. Its marvelous.'' she whispers staring at the dress in awe.
"You like it?" I question again with the grin still plastered on my face.
"Like?? I love it!" she says walking up to the dress and holding it in her hands. The dress is designed by her favorite designer. She grazes her hand over the soft cloth, she has always told me that how she would love to wear her favorite designers dress on her wedding day, but it was quite expensive, so she usually ended our conversation by saying how it will only remain a dream of hers. Lucky for her, her dream finally came true. I grabbed the opportunity and bought the dress she would have preferred. Mom and Bridget cry out tears of joy and compliment my choice. I turn my gaze towards Rose, she still has the dress in her hands with a small smile but...
Her eyes.
Her eyes are sad.
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Small chapter I know but the next one is going to be long and interesting.
Hopefully all the confusion will be cleared up soon.
"You call it chaos I call it family" ~ UNKNOWN I take the dress from her, "go get a shower, the makeup artist will be here soon." I say, she silently nods her head. I start arranging her things, I sense her staring at me, I look up at her, she has a solemn expression. "I should go..", she says taking the towel and heading to the bathroom. I sense a different meaning behind her words, is she trying to tell me something? 'Please God, make this day easy for her', I say a small prayer. I arrange everything for her and leave the room. I decide to get a quick snack then start getting ready myself. I hop my way down the stairs, commotion in our living room grabs my attention. Curious Valentina is on high alert today, or mostly is every day. I make my way towards the living room. 4 unknown men are standing with my brother and dad. 3 of them are in black suits with sunglasses and an ear piece. They seem like bodyguards. They actually are bodyguards. The 4th man is wearing an expensive suit
"Bad decisions make good stories." ~Unknown A note. Of course, how cliché. I grab the note and make a dash straight to dad's office. I know Everett and dad would be there. I barge inside, the door slams on the wall with a loud 'Thud". "Rose ran away!!'' I say frantically. It is too late to realise. Angelo, Antonio and some of their men are also present there. "TROVALA!" (FIND HER!) Antonio roars. I can't understand what he said, but his booming voice doesn't fail to make me tremble. Without wasting a second Angelo and his men run past me, speaking frantically in their earpieces. He must have ordered them to find her. I hope they don't hurt her, please be safe Rose. Everett sits on the couch that is present in the office with a loud thud, his hands in his hair. "What is that in your hand?'' Antonio asks coldly, eyeing the note in my hand. Dad and Everett quickly look at me then to my hand that is clutching the note tightly. I totally forgot about it, I try to hide it behind me but
"If it comes, let it. If it goes, let it." ~UNKNOWN I am staring at my reflection in the mirror. I've changed into the bride's dress. In Rose’s dress. It is a floral A-line gown, with a sweetheart neckline and lace straps That reveal a deep V-back. The dress is stunning. But it is more of Rose’s preference than mine. It is a little tight for me. Rose was tall and had a killer model like figure. Then there is me, I'm short and curvy. All that food has to go somewhere, right? The dress is attached to me like a second skin. My breasts are dying to spill out, much to my dismay because of the deep neckline. I feel a little uncomfortable. I shake off the thoughts and smooth the fine lines of the dress. I retouch my makeup, Bridget did my hair. Mom handed me a bouquet of red roses. How comical. They are sobbing silently. I am just numb, unable to process how things took such a drastic turn. One minute I was headed to the bride's room to help her and the next minute I stand in front of
"Eye contact, how souls catch fire." ~YAHIA LABABIDI The car halts in front of the church. I was so busy in my thoughts that I didn't even realise how fast we reached, I look at the church through the window, it is small but beautiful. It is located in a secluded area, away from prying eyes. This is the place from where everything is about to change the moment I step inside. I will step inside as a normal girl, but will walk out with a new identity and purpose. I will be a married woman, wife of a mafia leader. Everything is going to change forever. Am I ready? Am I willing to sacrifice my happiness, freedom and family for an agreement? Yes! Definitely yes, I'll do it for my family. I'm not as brave as Rose, I cannot run away and not think about my family. I would be worried sick, it would be impossible to move on, I would always have guilt eating me up. I may be strong but this is something I can never do. Family over everything I believe. Everett opens the door for me, he holds
"Trouble usually finds me" ~UNKNOWN "There is one final thing left." Antonio's voice breaks our eye contact. "What is it now?" Dad asks annoyed. "She has to sign an agreement.." Antonio states with a sly smirk. "What?? Another agreement? Antonio, I think we already passed that stage! I'm not going to let my sister sign some stupid agreement like me." Everett adamantly denies. "You have no say in this!! She's our property now." Antonio says sharply. Property? "Now, where was I... You have to sign an agreement." he turns his attention to me, that devil-like smirk back on his face. Why do I feel like I'm not going to like it? A bodyguard enters the church with a black briefcase in hand. He bows respectfully, he opens it and hands a red file to Antonio. He dismisses him with a flick of his wrist. Antonio studies the papers, after a moment he nods approvingly, satisfied with whatever he just read. "Here", he hands me the file, I take it gently, I open it and skim through the papers
"Murder is like potato chips, you can't stop with just one" ~ STEPHEN KING I feel a light shake on my shoulder, which wakes me up from my dreamless slumber. I open my eyes, Ella is standing beside me, smiling down at me. "Ma'am we have reached our destination." It takes me a moment to comprehend her words, where am I and what destination is she talking about? Oh, yeah! I'm married and in Italy now. I turn my gaze towards my new husband, expecting to find him there but he's nowhere in sight. Ella takes notice of my search, "sir is waiting for you outside." I nod my head and stand up slowly, my muscles take their sweet time to relax, they have become stiff by staying in an odd position. A blanket falls down from my lap on the floor. I'm sure I slept without one, it must have been Ella who covered me. "Thank you" I smile at her only to receive a confused look but she smiles back nonetheless. I make my way towards the exit. The warm October air hits my face as I stand at the plane door.
"It may not be home but it is an adventure." ~UNKNOWN Antonio opens the door for me and holds his hand out, when did he come here so fast? I gently take his awaiting hand and step out of the SUV. I crane my neck to look around the beautiful piece of architecture, Antonio begins to make his way inside, I quicky follow behind him. We climb 6 small steps and stop in front of the beautiful front door, I can tell it is carved out of expensive wood, 2 large gold color door knockers are hanging on each door, it gives off a royal feeling. Before Antonio could use them. The doors open, it is like they opened by themselves because there is no one in sight to greet us. Antonio glances at me, signaling me to come, I follow him inside. I look around for someone, I finally notice the old lady standing beside the door with her hands folded in front of her. She must be the one who had opened the doors, she is wearing a neat maid's dress, her greying hair are in a tight bun. She is old, maybe around
"Be somebody nobody thought you could be." ~UNKNOWN Some shuffling noises wake me up. I flutter my eyes open, the room is dark except for the light emitting from the bed side lamps, the feeling of this unfamiliar room hits hard. No doubt this bed is super soft but it's not the one I'm used to. I'm in a whole new country with strangers and apparently married. By married, I remember, 'where is my husband?' The shuffling continues, I plop up on my elbows and look towards the washroom, someone's in there. Is it Alessandro? The thought makes me nervous. "On" I command softly, the dark room fills with light, I vividly remember sleeping with the lights on. I look around the room, on the sofa lays his dress coat, the one he wore at our wedding. I stare at it for a moment. Should I leave it or hang it in the closet like a good wife? Mom would be proud if I did the latter. I have to win his trust, that means I have to go with the good wife route. I sigh, stepping out of bed, I pick up his
"With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come"~ William Shakespeare10 years later..Alessandro's POV:"We've come so far haven't we?" Antonio says with a small satisfied smile as he closes the file I had signed seconds ago."Indeed we have uncle" I agree nodding my head slightly, "the business is flourishing, you are the first one in our generation to bring this family to where it stands today" he boosts proudly about my accomplishments.I was well aware of how much he loved to talk about how our mafioso is one of the most feared one in the world, I didn't stop him either knowing that there were only very few thin
"After all, soulmates always end up together."~Unknown"Aida.""Hmm?" I tilt my head upwards to have a better view of Alessandro, he was deep in thoughts while stroking my hairs. "I want to name our daughter Aida." he says placing his hand on my protruding stomach."It means happiness." He kisses my forehead, explaining further.I chuckle at his words, "that is a beautiful name but how are you so sure that it's going to be a girl? What if it's a boy?" I ask curiously as I place my hand above his.This was pure bliss.Him, me and our baby. No problems, no lies, no past.. Just us, our world."If it is a boy, then we will make another one so it would be a girl" he says with a big smile as if he has it all figured out, I laugh heartedly "that's not how it works, what if the
"The best time for new beginnings is now"~ UnknownWhat is up with this man?I couldn't help but question myself as I hold out the beautiful dress infront of me. I inspect the delicate patterns that have managed to catch my breathe, I was baffled when I laid my eyes on this dress for the first time just few moments ago.After our late lunch Alessandro demanded for me to go back to our room, as quoted by him 'I have a surprise for you upstairs.' I was actually nervous about this 'surprise'.Since I have entered Alessandro's life, the surprises I have received from him— let's say they haven't been too pleasent. I couldn't help but think that maybe there was a long lost sibling of Alessandro's that has been found and is waiting for me in the room to be introduced.Just kidding!
"Sometimes in the waves of change we find our true direction"~UnknownIt has been half and hour since the whole ordeal that had transpired between us, I was sitting on one of the comfy sofa.My mind was reeling with different thoughts, but the most prominent of them was the concern for my parents, I need to ask Alessandro about how long is he going to keep me here and find a way to contact my parents.I glance at the window, my eyes settle on a figure sitting comfortable on the sand near the sea shore, the waves come clashing together but die down just as they near him. Looks like the sea is scared of him as well. I paddle upstairs towards the bedroom in search of some suitable clothes to change into, I find a wooden chester at one corner, I pull open the first drawer and surprisingly enough I find my clothes in them.
"I know my worth, I've paid dearly for every ounce of it" ~ Alfa "Oh my!" I let out a breathless whisper as my eyes rake over his sturdy chest, why does he look like a fine ass meal? And why am I so hungry all of a sudden!? I clench my hands beside me as my fingers itch to trace those fine lines accentuating each peck. This man was a walking god and he knew it. I hear him clearing his throat which quickly pulls me out of my incoming lusty thoughts, I gaze at Alessandro and find a cocky smirk etched on his stupidly handsome face. I missed this man so much! My subconscious sighs dreamily. Me too girl, me too. I agree with her. "Enjoying the view?" He asks in his deep voice while striding towards me, I melt at his accent but quickly compose myself. "Yes, the sea makes it more breathtaking but I would like to go home now" I shrug my shoulders looking around the beach house, I deliberately said that even though I knew what he was referring too. He chuckles shaking his head finding amus
"We've got to live, no matter how many skies are fallen" ~D. H. Lawrence "Tina was always the ugly sibling, look at this, her runny nose in this picture" Everett cackles, pointing at one of my pictures in which embarrassingly enough I do have a running nose. "No! I was the cute one. You resembled a grumpy grandpa when you were born. Dad tell him" I look at dad, giving him a 'please take my side' look. He looks at me nervously then back at Everett, I follow my gaze only to see Everett making the same face. Dad clears his throat, "none of you were ugly or resembled a grumpy grandpa, be-" both Everett and I groan, "–cause both were beautiful children, all thanks to me, your handsome father's genes" he points at himself proudly. Mom scoffs, rolling her eyes, we all chuckle at dad's expense. We are currently sitting around the center table in the living room, going over our old pictures. It's been 5 days since I came back, I feel like as if I have been freed but there is still somethi
"Sometimes memories sneak out of my eyes and roll down my cheeks" ~Unknown Nothing can compare to the feeling of one's head resting on their mother's lap. Mother. A creation God created knowing that the world would have been doomed without these amazing women. I find myself thinking sometimes, how is it possible? How does the air around us suddenly calms down when we have our mother near us? How does a simple hug lift off one's burdens from their shoulders without even uttering a word to her? How does she know when we need her soothing words or when we just need her silence and her magical touch? Guess I will have to wait to find that out myself. After months of overworking my brain, I can finally feel it relax by mom's soothing caresses on my hair. Being near her brought me a sense of comfort that I was craving for. This incredible woman held me in the doorway until I cried my heart out. After that she walked me towards the living room, I was clinging to her like a koala, she didn
"You were a risk, a mystery, and the most certain thing I'd ever know" ~Beau Taplin, "A certainty" Alessandro's POV "Tutto è coperto." (Everything's covered.) Antonio informs me, taking away the file that I had just signed. I give him a nod, he knows I am grateful, I need this break. I go over a few more things with him before heading towards the mansion, I couldn't go there directly when I arrived back from my business trip, I first had to get some work settled in the warehouse, now it's all taken care of. I have handed over my responsibilities to Antonio for a few days, I need some time away from work so I can spend time with Valentina and maybe also convince her to marry me. I know she's stubborn and she's not going to stay here not until I give her a good reason to, I know I haven't been straight with my feelings with her but I am done playing around. I won't admit it out aloud but I am afraid, afraid to let someone into my life, afraid to commit, afraid to believe in love agai
"So I close my eyes to old ends, and open my heart to new beginnings" ~Unknown Bang! Bang! Bang! Several loud gunshots resonate through the air around me at the same time, and then silence. My ears buzz from the loud sound, my eyesight gets blurry. Everything around me seems to fade away, I feel a hand gripping my hair and tugging them harshly, my back hits a hard chest earning a surprised scream from me. I gasp out a breath, blinking my eyes furiously, my hair is tugged again and instinctively my hands shot up towards my head to push away the prying hand. "Leave her!" A dark voice commands through the silent air, I put my hands on my ears and press them in an attempt to get rid of the buzzing, surprisingly it works. I look around frantically until my gaze settles on Alessandro's tense frame, standing a few feet away from me. He has his gun pulled out, pointing towards me, before I could question him, I feel something jab my lower back making me go stiff. "Don't move!" Christop