Chapter four

Be my wife??

…… his wife?!

The words echoed repeatedly in my head before my eyes shot up wide as realization of what he meant sank in.

“NEVER!”

I can never marry a demon.

Alessandro smirked coldly and lifted his chin slightly. “Not like your opinion matters,” he scoffed and then nodded to his men. “Drag her to the car,”

Theo…no no!!

“Don’t you dare!!” I shouted, using all my strength to make sure his men couldn’t move me. Even though I was failing miserably, I still kept on.

Does it mean nobody is hearing us.

“I will never marry you!” I snarled and that word seemed to stop him.

Sliding his hand into his pants pocket, he started turning and my heartbeat worsened but I refused to show any sign of weakness. I can’t abandon Theo. And I can’t tell him about him…. I can’t endanger the life of my son.

Swallowing hard, I bite my lips to hold the emotions tearing me up inside.

“You can’t marry me?” He repeated, shocked at my words. “Is that a rejection?”

Asshole, seems I just hit his ego.

I scoffed. “Nobody goes around forcing people to be their wife!”

“Then hand over the five hundred thousand dollars,” he stretched out his hand. And all the bravery in me seconds ago vanished instantly.

I opened my mouth then closed it… opened again and closed like a fish gasping for water.

Alessandro snorted and took a step forward. “You clearly know I can end you here and nobody can question that,” he raised his gun and trailed it from my cheeks moving down and my breath hitched. My heart raced as I stared down at the gun. “….after all, you are a thief.”

“And I bet you even know whose money you stole?” His voice dangerously dropped, scaring the shit off me. “… and nobody took anything from Alessandro Caruso and walked out free.” The gun stopped under my chin and my throat dried up immediately.

Using the gun, he lifted my chin so I could look at him.

He looked hot but at the same time, scary as a devil.

He gave his head a small shake. “I don’t run a charity organization, Mira Parker,”

WHAT?!

My eyes almost budged out.

He knows my name

“Yeah, probably how he was able to trace you,” my subconscious rolled its eyes and I sighed inwardly. But that relief was short–lived.

I watched as his lips twitched devilishly up.

“Surprise that I know your name?” He ticked then his expression hardened. “I know everything about you, little thief,”

He pushed the gun hard on my chin. I gasped, praying to the heavens that he doesn’t hit the trigger.

“Mira Parker ... moved to Silcily five years ago. 23 years," he smirked and my breathing stopped for real this time. “Work at Quiet Fig, a local coffee shop down the roadside during the day then at Noir Paradise during the night,”

He finished in a mocking tone.. just a reminder of how miserable my life was before adding the word that froze me instantly. “Black Cherry,”

Who the hell is this man?

I just took the money last night, not even up to 24hrs and he’s already here with my life information. What the fuck?

“I know everything sweetheart,” he belittled with a sharp sneer. “I know every detail about you,”

And for the first time, fear visibly appeared in my eyes.

Don’t tell me he knows about Theo?

His eyes twinkled mischievously and he goaded. “Worked two years at the house of eve then drugged a man with her friend and eloped with his wristwatch.”

The event of that night flashed in my head and shame washed over me.

Not able to hold it anymore. I glared sharply at him. He thinks he’s better than me! He thinks!!!

Tears burned right at the back of my head. “What the fuck do you want from me?!” I yelled but my trembling lips failed me.

Alessandro strengthened himself proudly and glared back at me with a cruel smirk.

“You know,”

“No,” I shook my head. Trying everything not to let the tears drop. “…….a person like you can’t possibly want me,” I chuckled

And his face split into a deep irritation.

“Don’t think so high of you. You’re nothing close to my class or level, having you in my space is a big privilege for you.” He tracked his eyes from my head to toe, his expression mellowed in disgust before those sharp gaze snapped back at me. “You stole from me, remember…. Ooh and before I forgot!”

“A single mother. Do you even know the father?”

His question hit me hard on the chest

And my ground seemed to shake under me.

I looked up with teary eyes to find his brow arched up, taunting.

“Ex mother,” I swallowed hard. “I lost the baby three years ago,”

Silence

Before he derided. “Better. No child deserves a thief as a mother. Now spare me the long sermon, get her into the car and…”

“I still can’t marry,” I hissed, cutting him off.

He stared at me for a while then motioned to his men. “Fine. Take her to the prison,” he paused and then snarled. “…..you're gonna rot there for the rest of your life.”

His men tightened their grip on me and roughly turned me to the next direction. The harsh grip was so painful but just as I took one step… Theo popped in my head again.

“Mom….. you’re back,” his tiny angelic voice rang in my head as the memory flashed in.

“Are you hurt, mom?”

I shut my eyes, remembering how he’d look at me.

“What’s your wish?” I remembered how I did laughed on his birthday last year after he blew off the candles in his cake. And with a hopeful and grinning face, he muttered. “Mom… I pray you never get to leave me in this life. I love you, mom!”

“What are you guys still waiting for? Get her to that station!” Alessandro’s voice echoed

And I quickly blinked back my tears. And forcefully slipped off their grip…. turning and running

“Hey… get her!”

One of them growled.

But I stopped in front of Alessandro before he could enter his car.

He paused and cocked his brow.

I sucked in a sharp breath. “I….I will marry you,”

His men froze.

He looked at me suspiciously before his lips twinkled cruelly.

“I will marry you… but that’s for months then we split,”

His face darkened at my word and the next thing, I heard the door slammed shut in anger and he quickly pushed me to the car. “Ahh..” I gasped as my back hit hard on the car. But I had no time to recover as he towered over me, trapping me with his body.

My widened gaze moved up to find those fierce hateful gazes on me.

He snarled, “You got no right to decide when I trash you off or not,”

“You….” I started but…” ahhh!!” My voice cut off as he grabbed my neck.

His eyes as scary as death itself. “For someone like you that can’t afford five hundred th dollars in a year and you are telling me months…. No, little one,” he licked his lips aggressively and pushed me harder on the car. “I, Alessandro Caruso, decide when to trash you. Because right now, you’re my little play thing. My toy…. I owe you.”

“No! I’m not your…..ahhh” I screamed as he forcefully turned me then yanked my hair with my front now roughly pressed against the car.

Alessandro leaned in. I gritted my teeth as his hot breath tickled my ear. “I owe you. Your body, your soul, your mind, even the air you breathe all belongs to me from now onwards.”

“You’re mad!!” I managed to sputtered out despite the pain around my scalp.

But his laugh shut me up. “You could have thought of that before stealing from Alessandro Caruso.”