"𝐿𝑜𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑖𝑚 𝑖𝑠 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑘𝑛𝑖𝑓𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑚𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑎𝑡—𝑑𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑖𝑚 𝑡𝑜 𝑝𝑢𝑙𝑙"
- Uɴᴋɴᴏᴡɴ

𝓛𝓲𝓼𝓪 𝓒𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓵𝓵𝓪𝓷𝓸

Rocco moved through the room with speed and precision as he helped me pack—like we are leaving for witness protection. I try and help occasionally but I'm stuck in the wheelchair cause he insisted. It's not like I'm made of porcelain or anything.

"Honey, I can—"

"No. That's not needed. A woman should be simply watching."

I didn't exactly know where his logic came from but at the same I couldn't question him. My hands twitch as I watch him put clothes, some old some he bought for me into the luggage. Two of his goons stood ready to take action when needed.

"Where are we going?" I asked, just to ease the tension that was crawling into the room.

"You think that's fucking important right now?"

I stayed silent as I watched him pack the rest of my stuff including things I'd never wear. Red laced lingerie, thongs and other clothing.

"On our honeymoon you will wear them and fuck me every night, alright?" He said, zipping up the suitcase and turning to look at me.

His smile sent shivers down my spine. "We have a flight soon, rest up, honey."

And then he walked out not bothering to kiss my forehead or anything.

𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐚 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐨

I brewed some tea and gave it to him. "When did you get back?"

"Two days ago. Bored of girls fucking me. And they only wanted me for... you know," Dante replies taking the cup in his hand.

"Porn... got it. There is no... thing of you floating on the internet, right?"

"You think? As a Romano that would happen?"

I cannot imagine his body being out there and being an embarrassment to our family name. He takes sips of the tea and watches me. The silence settles in after a while. "So... my brother is... you know..."

Is he serious? "I think Enzo likes her but I don't think he hasn't opened his heart to anyone yet. Lisa doesn't know what happened to your parents," I reply, the cup resting between my sweaty palms—the liquid swirling within it.

The door yanks open almost flying off its hinges and in walks Enzo, drenched in sweat and shivering. What happened to him?

As soon as I am about to ask he strides through, not even uttering a single word to me. We need a plan to get Lisa out of this marriage. Honeymoon... what if... "Hey Dante?"

He perks up and puts the cup down, eyes on me—alert and ready for my command. "Is there anyone you know that you recruited into your circle that would be able to keep tabs on our newlyweds?"

"Why'd you ask?"

𝓛𝓲𝓼𝓪 𝓒𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓵𝓵𝓪𝓷𝓸

My body is already burning without his hands near me. We arrived in Shanghai a little close to midnight. "At the hotel... you and I are gonna enjoy each other, aren't we, love?"

"Of course," I reply. The lie sat in my throat, itching and painful. I don't know how many more days with him would make me go insane.

When the hotel appears in my vision, my fingers ball into a fist. "We are here. Let's commemorate our marriage properly."

The guards follow his orders, taking our luggages in. His arm is around my shoulder—soft and yet heavy pulling me close to his warmth. I take a deep breath telling myself that this is my life now. And whoever Enzo is...He's our enemy.

At the lobby Rocco pulls me tighter into him as he talks with the receptionist so we can check into our suite on the top floor. "Great choice. It has an amazing view," the receptionist said as she processed the card.

Luckily we got someone who spoke English.

𝐄𝐧𝐳𝐨 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐨

I had nothing left, and her... she's still in his clutches. A scream rips through my lungs as I punch the table which breaks in half. As I pace around the room, running my hands roughly through my hair I decide to go to his house.

That's right. I'll get her back, somehow and no one will stop me. I rip the door open and stride out—laser focused on my one goal. Their voices are drowned in water as I walk straight to the garage where everything went sideways.

A bitter laugh escapes me and I suppress it.

Sera Romano

I try and call out to him but he's too far in his head to listen. And I don't think he's gonna find Lisa or Rocco there. Helplessly we watch as he leaves through the garage.

A roar of an engine comes to life and screeched out the door. I guess he's really going without a plan. What's worse is... I can't stop him right now.

"What is he doing?" Dante asks finally after his brother leaves.

"Rescuing your future sister-in-law..."

What else can I really say at the moment? That he's out for revenge?

𝓛𝓲𝓼𝓪 𝓒𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓵𝓵𝓪𝓷𝓸

After two nights in Shanghai he stopped paying attention to me all that much but his hands were still finding places to tease.

His work friends came and went too as well as other girls. I was able to walk around though within the confines of the suite. How long were we going to stay in Shanghai?

I didn't know. Or maybe he didn't want me to know. That night I get ready for bed ignoring the laughter and moans coming from the balcony area.

"So you're just keeping her as your trophy huh?" A small high-pitched voice sounds—like nails scratching the whiteboard.

"She's just something I can... replace whenever I want. And she gave me the best gift... her family's assets..." his voice, rough filters through as well.

Is this how I'm supposed to live from now on? Nothing more than a cheap toy to play wife with? As he kept talking, tears prickled at the edge of my eyes just waiting to spill.

I peak out from the doorway of the luxury bathroom. He's touching their thighs and kissing them like he's married them instead of me.