ARIAMy head rolled to a side, my eyes fell on the dark sky staring back at me. I looked up at the stars gazing back at me.“You told me to fight, Dad.” I whispered out loud, “You said if I gave up, the world would crush me.”I thought I had no more tears left but I was wrong. It was always tearful when I talked to my father.“I fought like you told me to.” I could feel the sob forming in my raw throat. “You said if I fought, I would succeed.”Tears rolled down my cheeks.“Why didn’t you tell me that fighting brings pain?” I questioned, looking at the stars through my teary vision, “Look what I get every time I fight.”“I get raped.”The sob bubbled out of me, echoing in the silent night.“You fed me lies.” I accused, “You fed me lies.”My body shook with violent sobs, I closed my eyes, praying that they would never open again.***I woke up surrounded by darkness.My body ached, every part of it.I was very much alive, breathing and living.I looked around me, trying to look beyond t
ARIAI ignored the voice inside my head and focused on cleaning my body.I winced from the pain while washing myself.The water beneath me turned pink as I washed the blood off myself.He made me bleed.I had washed off the fluids but why didn't I feel clean? Why did I feel dirty still? When I was done, I turned off the shower and took a cream-colored towel that was hanging from the hook on the wall.I dried myself slowly and carefully.For the first time, I looked down at my body and took notice of the damage he had done to me.His marks covered every part of me; from my chest to my legs.Was this really my body? It didn’t feel like my body.He had punished me, could I be normal again?I settled down on the bed naked because I had no clothes. I covered myself with clean sheets, pulling them up to my chin.I cursed him hell.* * *One day, Lina came rolling a trolly full of dishes that seemed complex to me.“May I?” Lina whispered softly, staring at me like I was a caged animal behin
ARIA“Goodnight.” Lina uttered; she pushed the trolly towards the door. As usual, she locked the door, leaving me in darkness.I scoffed internally at her words.What was good about this night or any night?My gaze flicked to the small window in my cage.I didn’t know how long I had been in this dark room.I layed down on the bed, looking above me.A small smile stretched at my lips when suddenly, my mind went to my sister.Alara.I felt ashamed that I hadn’t even thought about her in weeks. I shook my head and sighed silently.I remembered her little babies.Leona and Konstantin.The last time I had seen her was when she had saw me off at the airport when I left for New York shortly after her bloody marriage.I didn’t know what she was doing but I knew that wherever she was, she was safe and unharmed. Most importantly, she was happy with her family.As much as I didn’t like her husband, I knew he would lay down his life for her and his babies.A part of me felt jealous but I immediat
ARIA Next day, I found myself sitting on the bench, playing piano again. I didn’t try my father’s song today. I let my fingers free and bruised soul loose. My fingers worked on the keys. The song was dark and filled with wretchedness. The sound of the notes bounced from the black walls of my cage in the beast’s castle. His dark eyes floated before me. His ruffled dark hair filled my vision. I snapped my eyes open, fingers halting as I blinked and shook my head to get rid of his darkness. *** I didn't know when the day ended or when the Sun came up again. I only knew whether it was day or night because of Lina and the food she brought. I didn’t know when it would end. Even though I desperately wanted it to. There was an emptiness inside me. A feeling that ate me alive; fed on my flesh and pained me. I looked down at my stomach, pressing my palm and waiting, as if I would feel something back but the only thing I felt was the truth. That I was pregnant. That there was a lif
FABIANO Fabiano stared at the little girl peering up at her with dark eyes. He was almost startled when he found the little girl in the office in his mansion in Naples. “Who are you?” He demanded but the girl stood quiet, watching him in a way that would’ve creped a normal person. But not him. Never him. He raised a brow, watching the girl with narrowed eyes as he tried to figure out who she was. She was small, nearly three or was she four? He didn’t know. But he did know that she wasn’t any servant’s daughter. She looked familiar. Very familiar. A bulb went on in his mind, a smile stretched on his lips as he squatted down to the little girl’s height, staring into his eyes. She didn’t flinch away from his gaze, unlike most adults. “Leona.” He uttered, watching the girl in surprise. He couldn’t believe his eyes. The last time he had seen this little girl was two years ago, when she was barely months old. He had picked her from her crib in Aria’s house in New York and hande
FABIANO Ignoring the tightening sensation in his chest, he focused on his brother. Adriano wasn’t his brother by blood. But he was more loyal to him than any of his blood relations had been. Adriano had stood with him every time he needed him. “Adriano.” He finally acknowledged his brother, giving him a mocking nod, which Adriano didn’t return. Fabiano’s eyebrows dipped, a frown forming on his face. He watched as his friend whispered to his daughter, let her on the ground and she ran out of his office. His brother moved his way, all signs of softness vanishing from his face. “Where is Aria?” Adriano’s voice was cold and harsh as he spoke. Fabiano stilled, finally understanding the reason of his visit. He stood taller, forced his body to relax under the scrutinizing gaze of his friend. “What do you mean?” Fabiano feigned innocence, shrugging his shoulders he continued, “I don’t know. I haven’t seen the bitch.” The flash of anger in Adriano’s dark eyes surprised him. As fa
FABIANO“Where is Aria?” Adriano ignored his question and asked one of his own.Fabiano seethed internally, trying to calm the demons that roared inside him. A part of him wanted to finish the man in front of him for trying to take his lioness away from him but he tried to bury that part.The man in front of him was his brother.He was the man who had stood by him when everyone had abandoned him.“Fabiano.” Adriano strode towards him, “Tell me where she is before everything gets ruined.”“She’s not here.”Adriano growled, “I know she isn’t here.” He barked, “WHERE IS SHE?”Fabiano tried to hold on to his calm façade. He couldn’t hurt his brother.“Fabio.” His brother looked so exhausted. Fabiano could understand. The threats of Bratva. The traitors that raised inside La Cosa Nostra. And most of all his daughter. Fabiano knew that there was a lot of his brother’s plate right now and his wife had, no doubt, told his brother to search for her sister.“You had an unhealthy obsession with
FABIANO Fabiano raised a brow curiously. The boy lifted his middle finger at Fabiano, a smile on his face as Fabiano’s lips parted in a mix of surprise and amusement. “Konstantin.” Adriano’s voice reached them both. With a last grin, the boy-Konstantin turned and ran back, disappearing from Fabiano’s sight. Fabiano wondered if his friend knew that his son knew about the middle finger. He probably didn’t know. “Konstantin.” He tested the Russian name on his tongue, finding it weird. He clicked his tongue then. Fabiano stared at the place where the boy with a Russian name was standing. Konstantin was the son of a Capo. He wondered why did the Bratva not kill him. Konstantin was the heir to Vitale Empire. They would’ve done a lot of damage by killing Konstantin. But they went for Leona instead. Fabiano smirked when he understood the logic. The Bratva were animals. But they were cleverer than Fabiano had thought them to be. Leona. The girl was going to be used in the worst
THE LETTER FROM FABIANO;This is where I first met you; in this very room and this is where it will all end.I couldn’t say it to your face so I wrote it down to give it to you.There is a question that we both asked ourselves many times but only I knew the answer to it.‘Why you? Why this woman?’Because you were the lone rose standing fall in the field full of wilted flowers.Injured yet strong, broken yet standing, failing yet surviving.Beautiful and different.Maybe that was your curse.I saw you. I saw your photo in Adriano’s office and I was obsessed with you from the very first moment. You were like a lioness, protecting your sister when you could have lost your life. Like a Queen.I knew that I’d go mad without you so I did what I wanted to.Stole you. Broke you. Tainted you.I gave you pain but you gave me something else.A home. A family.Venus. Massimo. You.You gave me something the little boy in me desired to have. The little boy whose dreams were shattered long ago, bef
ARIA My heart ached for us. “You can’t imagine how much I missed you.” I whispered. My sister whose side I had never left after she was born, was seeing me after two years. “There’s someone we want you to meet.” Adriano spoke up from behind, making us pull apart from each other. I turned and looked at him. My brother-in-law was the definition of tall, dark and handsome. He stepped towards me and patted my head, almost affectionately, making my eyebrows shoot up. We didn’t have the best relationship. “I almost missed you.” He smirked, making me crack a smile, “He’s waiting for you.” My lips dipped at his words. I frowned as he gave me a slow, small, smile. He nodded in my direction and then took a step aside. He jerked his head in the direction. I followed his gaze until I saw a tall figure, standing a few feet away from us. I saw color. Green. My lips formed a trembling smile when the figure’s face came into my view. Damon. “Go on. He is waiting for you.” He urged. I
FABIANO “Venus is alive.” Why did he say that? To punish her? To hurt her for betraying him? To hurt himself? He didn’t know but he saw the disbelief on her face as he continued to speak, “She was never dead. I took her away from here.” Aria’s lips against someone else’s. He changed what he was going to say and swallowed, his demons rattling their cages, wanting to break free and they did. “This is your punishment, Aria.” He sneered at her shock-striken features, “You wanted freedom? You’ll have it but you’ll never see your children again. You’ll die without seeing their faces. Venus is alive but you’ll never see how she grows up. Saint will know that her mother is a whore you left her son for another man. Enjoy your freedom you always begged for.” “I’ll stay. Please.” He didn’t pay her any attention. “I’ll do anything. Fabiano? Don’t do this.” She was in his feet, holding her legs, begging him, “Don’t…Hit me, whip me, do whatever you want but not this punishment. I’ll do wh
ARIA “It’s fine.” He sobered up, “I’ll take you there one day.” I stilled at his words as he smiled at me before I turned my back on him and walked the path that would lead me back to the garden. It took us several minutes to reach the garden. Once we were out, he closed the door and set the hinges before covering it with vines, arranging them in a way that didn’t look suspicious. When we walked a little more, he started to speak. I wanted to cover my ears with my hands. “You are caged here. I never see you with a phone. Do you even have one? When was the last time you talked to your sister?” He paused, staring at the ink on my neck, he glanced up and continued, “Your husband doesn’t love you. He has an unhealthy obsession with you.” My eyes were wild as I stared at him. he was right. I was caged. I didn't know what happened so suddenly but I exploded. The feelings I had bottled up inside me had burst out, overflowed. They trailed over my cheeks in the form of tears and then
ARIA I want you beside me. “There.” I stepped back moments later, thrusting the knife towards him with my shaky hands. “We look good side by side, ocean eyes.” He commented, taking in the names we had just carved and winked at me, making me feel all those things inside me again. “Don’t do it.” He paused, his brows dipping, “What?” “Don’t do this to me.” I whispered, my emotions overflowing as I stared into his eyes. “What are you talking about?” He leaned over, gripping my face in his palms. And I knew it, I was leaning to his touch. His eyes were filled with concern and disbelief as he searched my eyes. “This.” I pointed around, my eyes watering, “You’re making me get used to you. To this light you bring with you. To this freedom you introduce me to.” A tear rolled down. I didn’t know why I was feeling so emotional suddenly. “Did I hurt you, ocean eyes?” He asked, eyes brimming with concern. Concern for me. A woman he barely knew about. A woman who was married to another.
ARIA “Come on, ocean eyes.” I scoffed, “I am not going inside. God knows where it leads to.” He rolled his eyes, “You said it yourself before. I’ve been using it. There’s nothing wrong.” “How did you even know this thing,” I pointed to the door, “was here?” I arched my brow. He smirked, playfulness swimming in his eyes before he stepped out and came close to me. Really, really close. And he leaned down, his face a few inches away from me. I licked my lips, nervously. Playfulness vanished from his eyes as he glanced down at my lips, his eyes darkened before he glanced into my eyes, his lips brushing against my ears, sending shivers of unknown feelings over my skin. “Nothing will harm you, my goddess.” With that, he pulled my arm and pushed me into the darkness, his laugh following my scream. “I thought you were different than other men.” He let out a laugh behind me. I looked over my shoulder, glaring at him but he only poked out his tongue at me. Despite all my attempts, my l
ARIA He didn’t move. One minute passed. Then two… Then three… Hesitantly, I threaded my fingers through his black locks, feeling their softness on my palm and enjoying it. It felt foreign. Fabiano never let me touch him except…on some certain occasions. But with him…this man I knew nothing about, with Damon Xanthos whatever-his-last-name-might-be everything felt new, light and…good. After a few moments, my moves were more confident. My strokes firmer as I ran my fingers through his head, tugging lightly. I felt so…normal. I didn’t know my lips had moved because it was him who informed me about that when he murmured without looking at me; “You have a beautiful smile, my goddess.” **** One night, Fabiano came into my room, covered in blood. His steel eyes were darkened with a maniac energy that made my skin pop with goosebumps. His body, his eyes, everything about him was screaming danger, different than his usual kind. He placed his hands on my face and I flinched when I
FABIANO She was his. She might have jumped from the cliff to escape him but that wouldn’t happen in this life. His wife. The mother of his children. His lioness. His Queen. Fucking his. And he’d fight the fucking Gods to keep her with him. They might be Gods, but he was the one who fucking ruled over Hell. *** The doctor said Aria's condition was critical; he fucking knew that but his lioness hadn't opened her eyes in three days. He stared at her pale figure, silently questioning her. Why? But he knew why. Because of him. He had driven her to a point where she chased death; begged for it and was ready to jump into its arms even if it meant being away from him. Why? To escape the cage he kept her in. To fly even though he had cut her wings. He tortured her. He did. It wasn’t her fault. It was his. He couldn’t rein his demons. He couldn’t control himself. He always gave into their demands. He always let hem control him. They were worse. And they wanted to destro
FABIANOThe rain had slowed down, turned to drizzle but still, the clouds were rumbling and lightening was illuminating the sky when he rushed with an unconscious and bleeding Aria. He and his men had pulled her body out luckily but she was as close to death as one could be.He swore he could feel the Gods above there, partying and laughing down at her, celebrating their victory.But fuck Gods!Fuck them and fuck their plans!He wouldn’t let them take her away.She wasn’t theirs.She was his.She might have jumped from the cliff to escape him but that wouldn’t happen in this life.His wife.The mother of his children.His lioness.His Queen.Fucking his.And he’d fight the fucking Gods to keep her with him.They might be Gods, but he was the one who fucking ruled over Hell.***The doctor said Aria's condition was critical; he fucking knew that but his lioness hadn't opened her eyes in three days. He stared at her pale figure, silently questioning her. Why?But he knew why.Because