Chapter five

I woke up the next morning confused about where I was? Sitting up abruptly on the bed I looked around and sighed when all the memories of the night before came to me. I got married.....yey. The joy that usually accompanies me each morning wasn't there as I grumpily made my way down the stairs and into the kitchen.

"And here I thought you'd be well rested by morning".

The minute I heard his voice I jumped. I was so not expecting him to be here. Why is he even here?

"Sorry I startled you", he apologized mockingly, faking a British accent. Which was quite impressive by the way.

"You didn't scare me", I denied. Turning to face him. He was seated by the counter, his face in a thick grey mask that covered most of his face, except his eyes mouth and chin. His stare was on my partially exposed body and I cursed myself for not putting on more concealing night ware.

"Yeah right", he retorted, in that same British accent, rolling his eyes.

"We're British now?" I asked faking my own accent and failing miserably. His mouth bent to form a frown at that.

"Don't try. You sound even more like a dying cat if you talk like that".

I gasped dramatically before saying in my British accent," how rude. I sound just fine". Then dramatically looked away. Whatever game we were playing is unknown to me. And I have a feeling that his not going to be calm for long.

"You wish", he rolled his eyes again.

" What are you doing here anyway? Aren't you suppose to be doing something?" I was already irritated with him being around. He sad a few days and it's only been a night and his back.

" Actually I do", he said amusedly. Is he playing games with me or something? Because the last he sounded care free he turned into a psychopath and almost strangled me to death. Feeling threatened I quickly said

"I got to go change. Bye".

I moved my feet quickly not wanting to acknowledge the fact that my ass was half out and probably clapping for him. I could feel his gaze burning holes on my butt cheeks. I'm sure by the time I'm upstairs they'll have huge dent like eyes in them. Though I didn't get to know because I stopped and turned around shocked on the way up, because of what he said.

"Your parents house was attacked last night". My heart plummeted to my gut and I couldn't digest anything he just said. "I came back here to take you there, that's if you want to?"

"Yes, yes of course", I said , frantically taking the stairs back down and forgetting that I'm only in my lady boxes and t-shirts that barely covered my ass. I hope mum's okay. Though asking him that might just land me in problems. Also I'm sure he would have told me if my parents were killed, so all i have to do is hope they are alright.

"Aren't you going to change first?" He asked and I stopped abruptly on the third stair from the last.

"Oh yes that", I turned around again and my butt cheeks felt uncomfortable. It's like they knew his eyes were on them but when I turned to look back he was looking at the freezer. Was i being paranoid?

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Thirty minutes later we were on the road back to the very place he forcefully took me from yesterday. The car ride was tense, with no one was willing to speak. I was seated right where he had strangled me last night and something in me says he put me here to spite me. I chose not speak but look out the window at the scenery. My body-con black dress with a lace back just came up to my knees, pared with red platform heels and a red scarf to hide my neck. I didn't put on much makeup today, just a bit of lipstick and shaped my eyebrows. My skin didn't have blemishes on it thus far so I was okay. Well in other words it didn't have anything I wanted to conceal so there wasn't a need for makeup. Mostly I just do it for the pleasure of it. Pressing my lips into thin line I scooted deeper into my seat getting comfortable. The movements making my semi tight dress to pull up midways above the knees. I was still focused on the rocks and trees outside my window when Diablo spoke.

"Christiano?" Diablo called to his driver.

"Yes sir", the man frantically replied.

" Don't forget to pick up Angel by the turn off. Understood?"

" Yes, of course sir".

Now his bringing other women to my parents house? How disrespectful. Anyway whatever, It's not like he loves me right? Oh for pit sake I don't love him either. Thea why are you acting so naive, the guy could be a vampire for all we know. No vamps are hot, more like a fox or an Olga or whatever.

Gosh if his ugly I'll totally jump off a cliff, I swear. I can't be married to an ugly guy. And I'll never know until I actually sleep with him?! He's tots ugly, why would he say that if his not. He's maybe good at pleasuring women and that's the only tactic he can use to make them love him? Is that what he wants me to do, see how good his A-game is and maybe consider staying despite his ugly face? Awe poor guy....he has an ugly face so he trained himself in bed to make up for his disadvantage. Turning to face him, I blurted out the first thing that came to my unconscious mind.

I'm blaming it on my unconscious mind because I didn't even consider what I ended up asking him.

" Have you ever had a girlfriend?" I asked, forgetting all that happened last night.

"No", he said nonchalantly. Not even looking up from his phone as he did. His so full of himself but anyway it's hard for me to believe him. He cannot be this old and his never had a girlfriend.

"Now that's a lie", I said, disbelievingly. That caught his attention and he looked up and straight at me. Displeasure written in his gaze and I flinched away from him. Me with my big mouth. Why can't I just keep quiet? Anyway it's day light out he shouldn't be able to harm me right?

" Are you insinuating that I'd purposely lie?" His voice was firm and a "no nonsense" was written in every soluble he spoke.

" Ah..........yeah", I said instead of apologizing. I guess I was in a notorious mood. The car stopped just then and a man hopped into the limo, sitting down besides my devil for a husband. Wait I thought we were picking up a woman? Saves me right for assuming things. I even went as far as sex. I must be sure starving for that one thing.

" È passato molto tempo, è bello rivederti fratello (It's been long, it's good to see you brother)", Diablo said in Italian as he gave his brother a hug. It is my mother's language so I could understand everything they were saying but chose to act dumb. Why? I have no idea. Turning my focus back on the scenery outside my window, I listened in to their conversation.

"Sì, anche tu mi sei mancato ( yes, I missed you as well)", Angel said while returning the devil's hug. I wonder how hugging him feels like? When they broke away from each other's embrace, Angels eyes landed on me. "Chi è lei? ( Who's she?)" He asked Diablo.

" Mia moglie ( My wife)", Diablo answered without a moments hesitation and I wish he did hesitate. His words made me feel fuzzy inside and I didn't like it at all. I clenched my jaw and balled up my fists as I tried to tame all the butterflies in my belly. My wife, I mocked him in my mind as my mouth twisted into a frown. I don't like the fact that my body is reacting to his stupid words when I've only known him for a day.

"Lei è bellissima ( she's beautiful)", Angel said, his words making me blush. And just like that my plan failed. So much for wanting to listen in.

"Ha......", Daniel scoffed.

" Perché l'hai fatto? ( Why'd you do that?)" I asked feeling offended. He doesn't think I'm pretty? To say the truth, it hurt me knowing that. I wanted to ignore that pang of hurt in my chest but it just hurt more the more I tried to shove it in. It even surprised me how his words are affecting me. When did I start seeking his approval? it must be because I haven't had a man love me in so long. Don't get me wrong, I do get compliments from men. Some even go as far as saying I resemble Angelina Jolie, which I can say it's true because omg I love her. But those are just men and he is my husband. Argh.......stop! Just stop Thea your hurting yourself not him.

"Questions, questions. You only get to ask me one question a day. Exceed that count and you know what happens", The bustard spoke smugly. I just returned his scoff and turned to look out the window again. I wasn't in the mood to talk anymore.

" Hey beautiful, just ignore this masked idiot", Angel said, smacking the side of Diablo's head. Hearing him insult Daniel, I bursted out laughing. Best part is Diablo didn't get to do anything and I looked at Angel with gratitude.

I had a strong feeling that him and I are going to be such good friends.