Mia’s pov
“If you burst out crying once again and ruin your makeup for the hundredth time in that process, I’m going to take out my belt and beat you right here and now, not caring that we’re in public right now.” Father’s voice was angry as he thundered out, making me flinch and instantly forced myself into blinking my tears away.Knowing who father was, he might just go ahead with his promise, and no one would even bother to intervene on my behalf, that was very certain.“You don’t need to make use of your twin’s name, the names have been changed to yours on the marriage documents and the contracts already.” Father continued to speak after a moment while cleaning his gun with a handkerchief, making me suppress a shudder.Bring in close distance with guns give me so much anxiety, despite how much I’ve seen them literally throughout my entire life.I nodded stiffly when father kept staring at me like he expected me to say something to that, but was I supposed to say? Was I supposed to be happy that my actual name was now on the marriage documents? Is that supposed to make all this suddenly better?“You know, I never expected Maeve to do this. Maeve has always been reliable and perfect, but she did run away on her wedding day, that stupid child.” His mouth hardened as he spoke and I gulped a little.In as much as I was already feeling some kind of hatred germinate in my heart for my sister for putting me in this kind of situation, I couldn’t deny that I was worried about her.We had both been sheltered literally throughout our entire life, where could she have gone to? Was she with any money? And what if some creeps take advantage of her?“Are you going to find her?” I found myself asking after a few moments. Father scoffed as he blew air over the tip of his gun for a moment.“I suppose I should, but I won’t.”I flinched at his words.“That’s to teach her a lesson for being so stupid. She’s going to end up coming back, she can’t survive in the harsh world all by herself.” He continued after a few moments, and that fondness he usually reserves for Maeve was obvious in his voice.My hands tightened on the flowers and I remained silent. After sometime, we had to leave the car since the wedding was about to start.“Knowing how clumsy you are, here’s a warning right now; if you trip and fall while walking down the aisle, you won’t like what I’d do to you, so you had better get yourself collected right now.” His voice was low but filled with so much threat that I felt myself flinching as I nodded hastily at him, while trying to get my anxiety under control.We began to walk down the aisle after a few minutes, with my hand lightly gripping father’s bicep. I hated how unnerved I was feeling. I’ve always hated attention since I was little, and having thousands of people stare at me right now, was threatening to make my anxiety rise to the surface, but I was quick to shove it down since father’s throat was still ringing at the back of my mind.The reality of what was about to right now, felt like it was all starting to actually sink in, making me tighten my hold on the flower when I remembered the words on Maeve’s letter.Now, what she had said about her not deserving my love last night was just starting to make sense, she really doesn’t deserve my love. How could she even do this to me? She had definitely been planning to run away before we had spoken last night, that was probably why she had hugged me like her life depended on it.I suddenly began to feel angry at Maeve, for doing this to me, the anger was quick to turn into hate that when my hand was slipped into Mr. Romero‘s palm, that feeling of hatred intensified instantly, just as I swallowed down a sob.I’ve only seen Mr. Romero once, at a celebration gathering and we didn’t interact with him, it was from a distance. Feeling his cold hand enveloping mine through my gloves was making me feel light headed.Bile rose to my throat when he unveiled my face at the end of the exchange of promises, and when he leaned down to kiss me, I squeezed my eyes tight and wished I’d drop dead when I felt his lips press against mine. Feeling grateful on feeling how light the kiss was, a surprised sound slipped past my lips when he shoved into my lips roughly, making me feel really nauseous, as the crowd clapped loudly.And, there goes my first kiss, taken away from me by someone that looked just as old as my father, and also very hideous. I silently cursed out Maeve as we were presented to the cheering crowd as man and wife.——- The reception passed by in a blur and I couldn’t eat a thing because of how knotted my stomach was. I felt lost and numb, and could do nothing but wallow in self pity while watching people interact happily around me.When I shared my first dance with my new husband, he kept staring down at my exposed cleavage without shame in a way that creeped me out, I wasn’t looking forward to being left alone with him in the slightest way.I spent any time I could with mother, knowing I had no idea of what I’d see her again, I forced myself to smile through all the pictures that was taken.When I was finally in the car with Mr. Romero, I flinched when he pressed his lips against my exposed shoulder. When we arrived at his house, he was on me in an instant, shoving me against the wall hard that I cried out in pain.He was kissing up my throat and breathing harshly while I tried hard to force down my nausea and breath through my nose. I succeeded in tearing my lips from his to suck in deep breath, and then I wiped my lips instantly. He reeked of cigar and alcohol that I really felt like I’d have puked over him right now assuming I had eaten a thing throughout the whole of today.“Can you at least brush before continuing this? you reek so much.” I snapped out without thinking and his hand was coming down on my cheek before I could blink.“Why you little– how dare you?” He growled into my face, making me retch a little, he really smelled horrible right now. He shoved me sideways that I fell, and then he was on me in an instance, which made my eyes widened in horror.“You little bitch, I’m going to teach you a lesson you’d never forget. Teach you to never forget your place in this marriage, teach you some manners.” His voice was angry as he spoke, with his hands moving over my chest to tear off the satin over there, making more cleavage spill out.Tears were streaming down my face as I pleaded to no avail, I knew there was no use trying to physically refuse him because he had me trapped beneath him right now. He loosened his belt and I averted my gaze and squeezed my eyes tight, while sobbing harder on feeling him starting to shove the layers and layers of Maeve’s wedding dress upwards.He was about to tear off my underwear but suddenly froze about me as soon as gun shots echoed around the whole place loudly. My eyes widened and I screamed frightenly when suddenly, every window around this room was being shot at, at once.Mia’s pov The sound of glass shattering at once, coupled with the loud, defending sounds of gunshots, made my heart instantly fly into my throat. What was happening? I asked myself in fear just as I noticed men dressed in black start to jump into to house through the broken window all ar once.What happened next was so unexpected.One moment I was still screaming in fright, and next, Mr. Romero’s got shot a couple of times from different directions, just as he was about to lift off me. A horrified scream tore out of my throat just as he collapsed on top of me in a dead heap.Who were this people? What do they want? I asked myself just as some of those masked men moved forward to kick the heavy body off me, and with tears still streaming down my face and horrified scream ringing loudly around the room, i felt like I was going to faint when two of the men holsted me up in the next moment.“Please don’t kill me.” I cried out with tears pouring down my face, as I got pulled forward
Mia's POV Every time the vehicle met a bump on the road my entire body bounced along with my heart, and every swerve left me slamming against the closest surface that was next to me.Why is this happening to me? have I not suffered enough in my life? I asked myself inwardly.Fresh tears began to gather in the corner of my eyes, even if they were going to kill me in the end, did they have to put me through this much torture before they would end my miserable life?I squeezed my eyes shut as a sudden blinding light entered my eyes when the boot of the car was opened.Before I could have just myself that somebody reached forward and grabbed me pulling me out of the boot roughly and the only time I was given a chance to get my bearings was when I was standing again in front of that man.I was just gaping at him like a fool, wondering if he was a real person or a beautifully carved sculpture that had come to life.In my speechlessness, I was shoved down to my knees so hard that pain shot u
Lorenzo's POV I can't remember the last time that my hand was situated on a trigger and I had hesitated to pull it. Of all people I could hesitate before pulling the trigger, it had to be her of all people.The daughter of that bastard Gonzale.How did such a piece of crap manage to have such a beautiful daughter? I was totally stunned by her beauty. She had curves in all the right places that could make any man lose his mind and when those tear filled, green-doe flickered up at me, I thought I was going to lose my mind.As I closed my eyes and leaned on my bed, the only thing I could see behind my closed eyes, was the image of that girl crying. This was the first time in years that someone had gotten in my head and irritated me so much.Normally, watching someone cry while they begged for their life was something that sent a tantalizing feeling down my spine and gave me shivers and pleasure knowing that I had their life on the line and my finger on the trigger had been the one to en
Lorenzo's pov I was only a child when I was abandoned on the streets left to the cold and stained in my parent's blood and then the rain began to fall into the furious fire that had already consumed the only home I had ever known throughout my life. Everyone that I knew in my entire life was dead and in that moment when I was shaking with cold and biting my lips as my entire body trembled, I promised myself one thing. Revenge.I was going to kill those two bastards even if I died trying. It wasn't easy at all climbing up the ladder In the mafia world. I started by pickpocketing in the streets, and eventually, I joined a gang which was almost falling apart, and most of its members had left for bigger, popular hands. I was one of the youngest members of that gang and I was already so deadly from such a young age. Kids who were much older than I was could not keep up with me while I grew up and this often pissed off many of them, sometimes they would come together to attack me but they
Lorenzo's pov That night, it felt as if I was rolling on pins and needles as sleep became my worst enemy and evaded me like a plague, and when I was finally able to forcefully shut my eyelids, the only thing that was behind them, was the green doe eyed girl blinking up at me.At some point, I got up in the middle of the night, grabbed my pillow, and planted a punch into it, imagining that it was that bastard Gonzale. It was so strange to me how my heart would harden and become as cold as ice when I would think of that man and then it would instantly melt when I thought of his daughter.I should hate her so much that planting a bullet in her head would have come so naturally to me as flicking my fingers, but instead, I felt guilty and growled into my pillow as my blood boiled with frustration, my conscience had never been involved in anything mafia related until her. Her innocence was pricking my skin.So what? I spat back angrily at my consciousness.I was once innocent that I couldn
Mia's POV To say I was surprised that I saw another morning will be the greatest understatement that I could ever make in my entire life.After all, there had been no hesitation from the dark stranger and his men in killing off the man I was forcefully made to marry, so I had thought that he was just keeping me and prolonging my suffering for sadistic reasons before he finally ended everything with a bullet in my head that same night.I'm not sure if I'm just twisting up the situation or reading too far into it, but the most important thing to me right now is that I was still breathing the same air as everyone else.As time passed I tried not to think about my family too much, especially my mom. After all, my sister wouldn't even be bothered too much about me, especially with the way she literally abandoned me to take her horrible fate, and my father will probably be more worried that he had lost an important business partner and friend rather than focus on the fact that I had been k
Mia's POV A few nights later, I found myself cross-legged and locked in my room. There was no lock on the door but they might as well have been because I couldn't leave the room, food was brought to me at intervals in the morning afternoon, and then in the evening by a plump lady who always had a perpetual scowl on her face.Like I was the cause of her life problems.At some point, I began to seriously wonder if there was somebody that was always making her angry every damn time or if that was just how she appeared no matter how she was feeling at the moment, though I'm sure that I made her angry with the way I always suspiciously eyed any food that she bought for me.A little voice in the back of my mind was always telling me that there was a chance that the food was poisoned, but then I consider that if this man really wanted me dead, he wouldn't go through the roundabout way of poisoning my food and so I would eat it.Someone like him doesn’t seem like the kind to take someone’s li
Lorenzo's pov I could see fair reflecting off her greenish eyes which caught the bright lights in the bedroom beautifully.This was exactly what I wanted to see.The fear.The stark terror.The kind of fear that would make her tremble till she willingly fell down to her knees.The kind of fear that I had in my eyes as a child when I watched her father take the life of my parents without second thoughts. I had been helpless and powerless to do anything about it back then.Fine, I wasn’t going to kill her.I had pretty much accepted that I wouldn’t be able to do that to her.But, what about having a little fun with her body?I had to make sure that she suffered one way or the other, in order to leave her a scar on her soul like her father did mine. That she’d be consumed with so much fear that she would practically beg me to put a bullet through her brain, and I still wouldn't do it, because I’d want her to still suffer some more. Till I get my true revenge against her bastard father.