Chapter 7

Sienna:

I read the note three times before throwing it in the bin as I fought the pain that I felt in my chest. A pain that was turning into anger. One that I knew that I had to control.

“I am a damn bride! I a fucking bride who was sent to this family. I am not what you want me to be!” I muttered, looking away from the bin, scoffing as I wiped the tears that threatened to fall from my face. I couldn’t weaken, I wasn’t going to allow them to weaken me.

“You will be nothing but a spy in his home. You are going to speak to him, understand him, lay with him if you have to. For the sake of your family, you are going to do this, Sienna.” Mother’s words played in my head and I couldn’t help but shake my leg as I grew anxious with each passing moment.

I ran my fingers through my hair before getting up from the chair just as the door opened, revealing Diablo whose eyes met mine.

“Don’t you knock?” I asked, snapping at the man. He studied my expression for a moment, noticing my anger, and I looked away from him as I turned to the mirror. I wanted him to leave. The idea of him being in front of me was not one that I wanted.

“I doubt that I needed to,” he said, looking at me, fully dressed in the same flower dress, one of my funeral dresses if anyone asks me at this point. His eyes studied my expression, and I raised an eyebrow. The last thing that I needed right now was to be dealing with his bullshit right now.

“Can I help you?” I asked, looking at him through the mirror as I tried to calm myself down. The ‘present’ that my parents sent to me was left untouched. I didn’t have it in me to think of opening it. It didn’t even matter at this point, I didn’t need to fake it to anyone at this point.

They wouldn’t even care if I did.

“We are getting ready to leave and it seems to me that you’re not ready.” He said, and I nodded. He looked down at the present that was in front of me, and I watched as the man walked toward the present for a moment, running his finger over the box.

“I am,” I said, wanting to walk past him. He wrapped his hand around my arm, stopping me, and I frowned. His grip was firm, but I could tell that he was making sure not to tighten it as not to hurt me.

“I am going to give you this message here and now, because it seems that you and your father have other plans.” He said, making me frown. He walked toward the trash bin and I frowned when he kneeled down to pick the note up. It was written in Russian, but the fact that he could easily read it made me frown.

“Sud'ba vashyey sem'i zavisit ot togo, chto vy delayete. Odna oshibka v etom brake, i vy budete ponosit' posledstviya. Ya skoro pozvonu vam za informatsiey, kotoruyu ya khochu, chtoby vy nashli, tak chto poka, naslazhdaytes' bytiem nevestoy...” The fate of your family depends on what you are doing. One mistake when it comes to this marriage, and you are going to be paying the consequences. I will be calling you for the information that I want you to find soon enough, for now, enjoy being a bride…

“How did you…?”

“Do you really think that I am foolish enough to trust you because the two of us said our ‘vows’?” He asked, stopping me. “You are going to have to try a lot better than that, neonata.”

“I didn’t choose to marry you, Diablo. I doubt that you expect me to be loyal to a man that I want nothing to do with.” I said, and he smirked despite the annoyance that I swore that I could read in his eyes.

“That makes the feeling mutual. However, one thing that I am not going to allow you to do is enter my house to be a spy for my enemy.” He said, wrapping his hand around my neck as he pushed me against the wall. “You are going to be loyal to me whether or not you like it. And if I find out that you are delivering messages behind my back, I am not going to be as lenient as I am being right now.”

“You and your leniency can…”

“Oh, trust me, I am only respecting the fact that you are a woman. Had it been a man, he would have known what it is to enter my house to cheat, lie, and spy.” He said, stopping me. “Get ready. We are leaving, and trust me when I tell you, Sienna Duraturo, you are not going to want to find yourself being against me. You know, those who get my last name are few, and there is a reason behind it too.”

“They don’t want it?” I asked, and he scoffed. The idea of him being as arrogant about his name was something that I couldn’t stand. It was an arrogance that my father had. It was one that I couldn’t help but find myself hating.

“It comes with a death penalty. And it is one that you signed when you said your ‘I do’. I figured that it would be fair to remind you of that small fact.” He said, leaning in. He pecked my cheek, and I looked away from him, watching as he smirked. “I believe that you are smart enough to understand my warning? Or do you want me to grow a lot more aggressive…?”

He didn’t wait for me to respond as he turned to the door. He looked at me over his shoulder, his eyes holding the hate of the world. And I had to admit, mine held the mutual feeling.

“I’ll be waiting for you in the car…”