Her Enemy's Touch

Solane “What!” I exclaimed,my mouth widened in shock as my Father broke the news of the marriage arrangements to me.“Get ready for the wedding preparation, the date has been scheduled for two weeks from now,” Father said,his gaze pinned on me intently.“Father… you can't do this to me. I have always obeyed your wishes, doing every single thing you want me to do. But not… this” I said, wearily,my voice losing its steadiness. “I said what I said, Solane,” he said,his voice rigged on the edge and his expression stoic. I know that tone, he only calls me Solane when he’s in a serious mood. I know better not to press harder but my dreams of getting married to someone that I love is at stake here.Father is a man who achieves whatever he sets his mind to achieve. Once he made a decision no matter what it would cost him,he made sure to fulfil it to the last. This made him one of the dreaded Mafia in Sicily making his persistence on this marriage scares me. I slowly lowered myself,my knees

SolaneI watched in horror as the two men hugged each other. They were friends.My legs felt rooted to the spot as my mind reeled at this unveiling. I thought I was being saved but instead I was tricked to the person I was running away from.A sudden helplessness overshadowed me and I dropped to the floor in defeat. I was already in the lion lair and there's no way out.“See you later, man,” Alessandro called over his shoulder as he walked away.“What's going on,Alex?” I said,my voice barely above a whisper mixed with anger brewing in me. “This wasn't what we agreed on. Why did you do this?” I yelled.Alessandro didn't give a reply but just walked past me. No! I must be dreaming. This isn't real. How did they do it? My boyfriend and the person I was supposed to get married to. They are working together. They planned this and unfortunately, I felt right. Easily.“Later, man,” Salvatore replied. The sound of his steps approached me but my gaze was the other way. With every step he too

Solane Marcello's laughter that was once melodious to my hearing, now sounds horrid, hurting and maniac to my ears. I stood there shaking with fury as my plan of escaping failed.“You are only making this harder for yourself, Sol,” he muttered, grabbing my cheeks and squeezing it tightly but I refused to let this monster touch me “Get your hands off me, you murderer,” I spat, shaking my face from his grip.He tilted his head slightly, looking at me like he wasn't affected by my words. “Your stubbornness proves that I have no choice but to do this,” he said, without waiting for my reaction, he flipped me, hanging me on his shoulders.‘What’s he planning to do?’I shouted, screamed and hit him on his shoulders, my legs dangling in the air as he carried me back into the mansion. My screams fell on deaf ears, reminding me of where I was and the scary thing was that I might not be able to be free from here.He carried me back to the room, locking the door from outside. Footsteps echoed

Marcello “Riso!” I called out to my second in command as I walked down the stairs, the sound of my foot thumbing loudly.“Rispecto Boss,” Riso saluted with his head slightly bowed, followed by the other men who were with him.“Did you see her?” I demanded my voice cutting across the room, eyes darting from Riso to the other men.“Her?” Riso muttered, his face holding an amount of confusion before realizing who I was referring to. “Did any of you see Solane?“No, boss. You were with her last night so I let the guards retire for the night,” Riso stated. “I had them resume back this morning.”“Did I give you such orders?” My voice thundered but Riso should have known better.“Boss, I thought…”he said but kept quiet with the raise of my hand.My chest tightened as the thought of her escaping again came to my mind but I doubted it. We wouldn't have had the best night the previous night if she was still thinking of getting away from me.“Look for her. Check everywhere in this house,” I com

CHAPTER 9SolaneI felt shock clung to me and relief at the same time as the warmth of his coat shielded me from the cold air as we entered into the car. I could still hear the laughter, gravel and numbers they called like I was some meat for sale, the memory alone made me cringe. The car engine roared into life, leaving behind the horrible place I'd ended up in and that would have been how I would have been sold to some old blood sucking vultures if Marcello hadn't come at the right time. Gratitude tried to rise in my chest but it was wrapped with resentment before it could form. True! He rescued me but he also bought me, so what kind of freedom was this? I'm totally at his mercy now.The ride back was awfully tense, clad in just bra and panties and Marcello's coat that dropped a little above my knees. My eyes drifted to him, his hands were clenched by his side, a cold gaze looked straight ahead and he hadn't said anything since we left. I pretended to think about what was going th