Death is far better than living with two elder siblings. The siblings who are ready all the time to push you in problems to save their asses.
An elder sister that hates you and is so jealous because you are going to marry the man of her dreams. And an elder brother who is using you just to strengthen his position among the mafia.
Only sensible person in this house is my brother's wife Gianna, and her 2 years old daughter Aida.
"Hello Emilia, the most important human in this family." Someone taunted me and I need not to lift my head up in order to know who it is.
Of course, it's Lily, my elder sister.
Just ignore her, she isn't worth the time and efforts, I reminded myself.
"Heard that Adriano is coming for lunch today." She came closer and leaned onto the kitchen counter where I was preparing the lunch.
Ignore her, my mind kept repeating.
"Aww look at you, are you just going to ignore me? Come on now, soon you will get married and start the best of your life, fuck a hot husband and if he be generous enough he will also not share you with his brothers."
Why she always have to remind me of what might happen to me in near future?
Sharing a wife is a common thing here.
"Or you know, he might bring his mistress home and make you watch while he fucks her." Why does she always have to say all these things that make my head spin?
To hurt me? To provoke me?
"I know you act so innocent and uninterested in this marriage but you still desire for Adriano to turn you into his pet." She commented.
"I am just thinking that will you be Don's dog or kitten or rather a.....Pig."
She is crossing her limits now.
"Go away Lily." why does she think so bad for me all the time? If I had even a little power I either would have run away or I would face Adriano and reject his proposal for marriage.
But I am a punk ass coward.
He makes my legs wobble, my throat dry and my mouth sealed."Oh come on Emilia, I am your sister. I know you are dying to be his little obedient wife, aren't you?"
"Lily I don't, OK." Tears pooled my eyes because I felt so powerless and humiliated.
"I don't want to marry him, I just want to run away, you can have him all you want which we both know is never going to happen, so just shut up and stop irritating me now please. Leave." My cheeks got covered in tears as I saw a beaming smile on her face.That was her sole intention, I should have know. To humiliate me, to remind me what is waiting for me after marriage. To corrupt my mind so that I take the wrong step and speak the words I shouldn't have.
But the humiliation she gave me is nothing compared to the fear of Don I have in my mind. His fear is the only thing that is keeping me from running away from this hell.
She went out of the kitchen, leaving me in pool of my own tears and she looked so happy.
In past seven years, I never for once talked to any boy other than family, never gone out with any friend as I was not allowed to make friends, spent most of my time in kitchen, mother says it is my 'training' on how to become a good wife.
The thought of marriage seems like a collar around my neck. But I can't do anything about it.
I can't run away from all of this. He will hunt me down, one way or another.I think every girl has thought of running away from her family atleast once in her life. And I am no different.
My brother and Adriano sat at the dinner table while me, mother, Lily and Giana (my sister-in-law) served them food."Adriano" I hear a faint voice that came out of my sister's mouth."May I speak?" Adriano didn't even lift his head from his plate, instead he simply nodded. He usually prefer silence on the dinner table.What does she want now?"Emilia told me today that she doesn't want to get married, she said she is going to run far away from here soon." Hearing her words my eyes popped out of the socket due to the shock.Adriano's hand, that held the spoon filled with food, stopped in the mid air, leaving his mouth half open.Whatever my ears heard left me unsettled. Has she gone crazy? Does she really want me dead so bad?Don't cry. Don't cry. I bit back my cheek as I tried to stop myself from shivering under Adriano's presence.I looked at my sister and saw that wicked smirk lurking on her face again, the one she gave me in the kitchen. So this was all that she was planning to do
13 year old Emilia was different, a good different. She was chirpy, bubbly, talkative and adventurous.Once I heard my father saying to my mother, "Both Emilia and Lily are big girls now. Old enough for marriage. If they are to find a husband and become perfect housewives, their wings need to be clipped before they learn how to fly."And mom.......well, she agreed with him.That's how my mother was, followed every order that my father gave. she is still the same, following every order that a man gives her, without any questions.I can't say that my father's absence and untimely death was acceptable because after he was gone, my whole family was completely at the mercy of Adriano.After hearing what my father told my mother I got really upset, my cheeks turned red due to humiliation. I ran into my room and hugged the pillow and started crying.That's when my uncle Alfonso came bragging in my room.Men here never knock at the door.Uncle Alfonso didn't live with us, he used to visit my
Adriano didn't even spare me a single glance while we were in the car, he seemed busy on this phone.The gate opened and I stepped out of the car as we reached the mansion.He went straight to his room and I followed him.This is the time. God save me please, I gulped.Adriano's room was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.It was lavish.A huge king-sized bed, neat blanket and pillows, black and white walls, a huge bookshelf, there was a mirror wall and a door that might lead to bathroom.Adriano went straight to the bathroom and I stood still near the doorframe. He hasn't told me to get in, yet.Five mins later he came out with his shirt sleeves rolled up and wiping his hands and face with towel."Come in" He looked at me standing on the door frame and I went inside."Take rest." He said and started moving out.Is he not going to do what we are supposed to do on our wedding day?Where is he going?Does he have work on his wedding day too?"Where are you going?" The question sl
*Mature content ahead*I have never seen a naked man before.I have never been naked in front of any man.My breath hitched."Relax." Adriano held my hands in his and told me. My hands seem way too small when compared to his."Take a deep breath." He encouraged me. "Are you really ready for this?" He questioned.I nodded.Why does he keep asking me this again and again?"Words, Emilia. Words. I want your words." He told me."Yes....yes I am ready." One thing is on seeing his naked figure I could feel something strange happening to my body.I am kinda getting excited. I could feel my heart racing, not in an anxious manner anymore, but rather in a curious manner.The second thing is I really feel like exploring the sensations I am feeling to the fullest. And this can only happen with this man as he is my husband now.Third, I want to get over with it.Seeing Adriano's smooth skin from head to toe affected me in a brand new manner.I nodded as he locked the door, put his phone on 'do not
Opening my eyes I saw Adriano's hot body next to mine. For others he seemed cold and ruthless, but when he was in bed with you, he was all mine. Or that's what I expect. I drifted back to sleep again. When I again opened the eyes Adriano stood ready with a tray of food near the bedpost. I was shocked. After last night I thought he was nice but never expected such a level of compassion and care towards you. He slowly sat on the bed offering the food in front of me and started feeding you. Before I could protest he kept feeding me, not giving me any chance to speak up as he stuffed my mouth with more and more food. Literally to the point I started choking on it. He finally stopped as I gulped it down. "Good girl. Well, that food had poison." He accepted without wasting a single second and my breath stuck in your throat. "That's what you get for hiding things from me." His smile was evil. He knows my secret. He knows that I was not a virgin.I woke up sweating. Oh, it was a drea
I didn't go back to bed. I couldn't, actually. I don't even have slightest of an idea where Adriano went off to in the middle of the night, shirtless. Is he still mad at me? Does he hate me now? Has he gone to any of his mistresses? Does he have any mistress? Is he gone to make a plan on how to end my life? Is he going to tell my family about it? Is he going to abandon me and end our marriage? And answers to all my questions seemed to be just one, that is YES. When the clock stuck seven I finally decided to shower. I hadn't realized I was crying and laying on the floor for so many hours. I was crying because I felt hurt, which even I am not sure why. Not like anything was my fault. Not like Adriano has any right to be angry with me. But I was afraid of what was about to come next. Truth to be told, I felt so nervous to get out of my room and meet my in-laws. I am not a social person at all. People make me nervous, socialising makes me nervous. All I know about them is that Enzo
I took my pregnancy prevention pill and slid the rest under the mattress on the side where I sleep. I am not even sure I can talk to Adriano right away, about it. I need a little bit of time. Everything seems so rushed. I borrowed the pills from Gianna, before I left my house to get married to Adriano. Me and Adriano had sex twice in two days and both the time he came inside me which made it quite clear that he wants to be a father as soon as possible. Of course he wants an heir, a son. He hadn't talk about it directly with me but his actions make everything crystal clear that he does want a child. Soon. Last night he came back home and he looked calm, patient and his face as impassive as ever. For the whole day I kept thinking about him. Whether he is still mad? But we ate dinner in silence and when I returned back to the bedroom I found him already waiting for me. My heartbeat fastened and without wasting a second I started apologizing. I didn't even knew what was my fault
It's been weeks following the same routine. Adriano and Enzo leave for the office after having breakfast. Me and Sofia making and serving them the food. Adriano usually returns home very late, Enzo doesn't even come back sometimes. And after he takes a shower Adriano expects me to warm his bed every night, without missing. Thanks to the pills I am taking because Adriano climaxes inside me every time we do it. I need to tell him myself about it, before he finds it out on his own. But I never got an opportunity till now to have a conversation with him. He barely talks, not like he ignores me but more like an introvert. He just leaves early in the morning, comes back home late, fucks me and then sleeps. Today Adriano called. Called me on my mobile phone. Like for the first time ever. At first I hesitated to pick up, thinking about the worst case scenarios but I made up my mind and finally picked up the call, thinking about not to make him wait. "Hello." My voice came out soft. "Be