Chapter 2

Noah's pov

The car slowed to a halt, i looked outside to see a big gate then one of the men punched a password into the tablet and the gate opened. We drove down and a big penthouse or should I call it a mansion appeared in front of me. 

"We are here" one of the men said. I just nodded okay and got out of the car. The mansion was really tall and big, bigger than my father's mansion. The two men led me inside, we took the elevator to the top floor, when we got to the door, a maid opened it and welcomed us in. I looked at my surroundings and noticed there were a lot of guards around the house.

When I enter the house, I was in awe, I thought since he was a Maifa boss, his home would be empty but the house was decorated nicely.

"Have a seat, Boss will be with you shortly" one of the men said. I took my seat and looked around then I saw a big window glass, I stood up and walked to the window. The window had the perfect view of the city, the starts shined so brightly and lights were everywhere. I felt like I was on top of the world, I felt free. I was so lost looking outside the window that I did not hear him come in.

I heard someone cleared their throat and I looked back and there he was, the person my father sold me to, my new owner and my future husband, Damian Moretti.

The name felt like a thunderclap. I have heard news about him before, once I heard my step mother Vivian talking about him, she said he kills without a second thought that he once killed someone for stepping on his toes. But I did not want to believe in the rumours, I want to think there is a good part inside him and he won't treat me like they treated me. 

I just stood there with my head low, I was scared to look him in the eyes.

"Raise your head" he said. His voice sounded very cold. I did as I was told and gathered the courage to look him in the eyes. When I met his eyes, I was star strucked. This man in front of me was a man God took his time to make. 

Damian Moretti was the kind of man who could silence a room with nothing more than his presence. Towering at well over six feet, he carried himself with an air of absolute control every step measured, every word deliberate. His body was built like a weapon broad shoulders, a sculpted chest.

His face was striking, carved from sharp angles and cool composure. Midnight-black hair swept back in a precise style, never a strand out of place. But it was his eyes that left me breathless icy, piercing blue, so vivid they seemed to see right through flesh and bone. Beautiful and unsettling, like winter skies before a storm.

Everything about him was refined and lethal his tailored suits, the way he could make anyone feel small with a glance. Damian looked like someone that didn’t need to raise his voice to be obeyed. He was power incarnate cold, ruthless, and undeniably captivating.

I was nothing compared to him, I have a very small stature for a guy because my father decided not to feed me every time I make a mistake or when I was lied on by my Step mother and sister. I have boring brown eyes and brown hair just like my mother after that, there is nothing special about me.

"So, you are the one that was sold to me?" He questioned 

“You’re smaller than I expected.” he said 

He then started examining me like a predator. "Do you know why you are here" he asked 

"My father said we were getting married because he owes you money" I replied 

"Yes, he did" he said 

"The wedding will be in a week time, nothing big, just families and friends" he said, I just nodded with my head down, then he brought his hand to my face and raised it to meet his eyes.

"Whenever I speak, you answer me with words, am I clear?" He said 

"Yes" I replied.

"This marriage is just business, nothing more, there will be no love in this marriage so if you have that picture that we would be a happy couple, I suggest to delete it" he said. All the hope I had came crashing down, will I ever get to experience what love feels like? Will I forever be lonely? Well who could love a broken boy like me?

"Yes sir, whatever you say" I replied him.

"Follow me, I will show you to your room" he said, I followed him like a lost puppy then we reached in front of a door.

"This is your room, my room is just down the hall, do not enter my room without my permission and do not go anywhere without my permission, is that clear?" He asked 

"Yes sir" I said then he turned around and left. When I opened the door, the room was a very spacious room, more than the ones at my father's house, the walls were painted grey, there was a queen sized bed in the middle of the room, the bathroom was so spacious and I even had my own walk in closet but the thing that stood out for me the most was the giant window.

I walked up to the window and sat on the chair in front of it, I just looked up to the sky and remembered what my mother once told me. She told me that if I was ever feeling alone or lost that I should just look up at the stars and talk, that the stars listen to us even if they could not speak.

"Mother, I miss you so much, all the hopes I had about me being free and all just came crashing down, I don't know if I can survive this, I am tired" I said talking to the stars with tears in my eyes.

I did not know when I slept off. A knock jolted me from my sleep, I opened the door and saw a old woman dressed in a maid uniform with her grey hair pinned up and neat.

“I’m Elena. Mr. Moretti asked me to tell you to come downstairs for your breakfast.” she said 

I just nodded because I was unsure of what to say then I followed her downstairs. When I got to the dinner table, Damien was already there, he was dressed in a black suit and he looked really hot while drinking his coffee. I took my seat beside him when a tray was placed on the table filled with eggs, toast, and fruit. Nothing fancy, but far more than i ever got back home.

"Eat" he commanded. I started eating but I only ate a few bits before I was full. Back at my father's house, I was not allowed to eat with them, I only eat their leftover, I quickly dismissed that memory from my mind.

"Is that all you eat?" He asked 

"Yes, I am not really hungry" I lied, he just looked at me and did not say anything for a few minutes.

"I have a job for you" he said 

"What is that?" I questioned 

"You will work for me, you will be my personal assistant, answering my mails, getting my coffee and other stuff" he said while sipping his coffee.

"But I have don't have experience working as a personal assistant " I said 

"How could you? When your father gave you everything on a platter, don't think because you are getting married to me, you get to spend my money just the way you see fit, I am not your father " he spat angrily.

I just looked at him in disbelief, so he thinks my father gave me everything I have ever wanted? He think I am a spoilt brat. I guess there is no hope for me after all.

"Fine, I will do it" I told him

"You did not have a choice, you will start after the wedding" he said and stood up and left. I just watched his back as he existed the room.

I just sat there doing nothing until Elena came to clear the table.

"Don't worry, I can do it" I told her, back at my father's house, I was made to do the dishes and other house chores.

"No sir, it is my job, how can I let you get your hands dirty?" She said 

"Please call me Noah, you are very much older than me and no, my hands won't get dirty" I said, she hesitated a little be later have in. I took the dishes to the sink and washed them.

"Mr Moretti is not as cold as he seems, give him time" she said. I just looked at her and smiled. When I was done, I went to my room and laid on my bed then I took my book and pencil and started drawing.

Drawing has always make me free from this cruel world, it was my safe space ,when my mother was still alive, she taught me how to draw and I have not stopped since then. During college, because I needed money, I sold some of my paintings just to get enough money for myself.

The week just flew by fast and tomorrow was the wedding, Mr Moretti already got me what I needed for the wedding so I only need to show up tomorrow. Tomorrow, my life was going to change either for the better or worse.