Chapter 4

Marcella’s POV

My mind was a mess on the drive back.

I couldn't even think straight after that kiss.

I didn’t give him my name at the bar. How did he know it?

Oh my god I'm being stupid of course he checked my name after I gave him my ID so it makes sense that he knows my name.

I touched my lips, still feeling the heat of his touch, and l wonder how everything got so crazy so fast.

We were just supposed to get married and do a fast transaction, how did I end up allowing him to kiss me and I didn't even get to ask him his bank details.

When the car dropped me off near the back entrance of our compound, l snuck through the gates and crept inside through the side door, trying not to make a sound.

Wait. How did his driver even know where I stay? Oh my god all of this is driving me crazy but I can't think about it right now.

I quickly pulled out my phone and messaged Anita because I don't want her to be worried. I’m back home safe. Don’t worry.

I walked up the stairs to my bedroom because I was finally in so I didn't have a reason to be afraid anymore. But the second I pushed my door open, my heart dropped to my stomach.

My father was standing in the middle of my room, his arms crossed and he was looking very very angry. Beside him was Sienna, with a fake, triumphant smile.

"See, Father?" Sienna sneered. "I told you she snuck out. She’s probably been out all night whoring herself out to random men while we’re all here preparing for her wedding."

Before I could even open my mouth to defend myself, my father stepped forward and slapped me on the face, hard.

The force of it snapped my head to the side, and the burning pain spread in my cheek. I stumbled back, clutching my face as tears started falling down my cheeks.

"You ungrateful little bitch!" my father roared, pointing a finger in my face. "Do you have any idea how much is riding on tomorrow? If you ruin this alliance, I'll kill you myself" he said and I don't doubt that because if you could then he would have killed me a long time ago but I'm here's cash cow so he needs me.

I glared up at him through my tears. "I hate you," I whispered, my voice shaking. "I swear to God, I will get revenge on you for this. Even if it’s the last thing I ever do." l promised

He just laughed in my face, completely unbothered, before turning around and walking out of the room while Sienna lingered by the door, giving me a nasty smile.

"You don't deserve Don Cavaliere anyway," she whispered, her eyes filled with jealousy. "He’s the most powerful, wealthy man in the city. If Father loved me enough to let me marry him, I would have been a real Donna. But you? You're just a useless replacement."

She turned on her heel and slammed the door shut behind her and I locked the door and slid down against it, burying my face in my knees as the tears finally fell.

Ever since my mother died when I was ten years old, my life had been a living nightmare. My father never treated me like a daughter again.

He married the worst woman on earth, Sienna’s mother, who physically and emotionally abused me for years.

My father was too stupid and blind to see it. He always took their side, convinced that I was just a rebellious, difficult child who needed to be controlled.

They all treat me like trash.

I walked into the bathroom, turned on the shower, and stepped under the water fully clothed.

I fell to my knees on the wet tiles, crying my heart out until I couldn't breathe. The water mixed with my tears, washing away the dirt from the night, but it couldn't wash away the pain in my heart.

No more, I promised myself, wrapping my arms around my body as I sobbed. No more being their punching bag.

I wiped the tears from my eyes and stared at my reflection in the glass.

Tomorrow is supposed to be the biggest wedding of the decade. The entire mafia underworld, high-society elites, and reporters will be there.

My father expects me to walk down the aisle like a good, obedient little lamb, handing my life over to Don Cavaliere so he can get money.

I'll do him one last act of service and humiliate him in front of everybody tomorrow. I'll make sure to make him pay for everything he put me through.