ALINA "Are you so blind that you mistook my legs for the table Alina!" Dante raged, bolting up from his seat at once."I'm sorry I'll get a napkin right away" I pleaded and attempted to turn away when an iron grip dragged me back. "Are you mad Alina?" Dante asked rhetorically in a surprisingly low tone this time.I had already apologised so what was the fuss then? "You did this on purpose didn't you?" He added with a raised brow."No, I would not. I didn't do it on purpose. Allow me to go get a napkin" I defended myself."Do you think I'm a fool to not recognise what you are doing huh Alina!?" Dante raged at me.I glanced at the other men and they all had slightly confused expressions rocking their faces."Dante why would Alina purposely pour syrup on you? It was just an accident" Enzo stood up for me."This is between me and my maid. I want no ones interference on this. She knows what she did. This lying bitch knows what she did" Dante's bitter tone retorted back at Enzo whilst kee
ALINA I pondorously walked down the stairs and towards the kitchen to prepare dinner. Ever since Dante kissed me so roughly yesterday night, we hadn't spoken again which I was honestly grateful for.My night was terrible. I had series of dreams in which Dante tried to force himself on me. I would always wake up with a fright whilst screaming out my lungs. Only heavens knew what Dante had against me that even in my sleep he tormented me. I pushed the double doors of the kitchen apart and checked the cupboards.We were running low on groceries and diary products. I guess I'll need to ask Dante to take me to the supermarket. I hadn't spoken a word to him through out the day.He stayed home which got me a tad uncomfortable at first but our silence and distance was refreshing to the core. The only time I saw him was when I brought breakfast and lunch to his study room. And I didn't say a word. I just dropped it and left whilst he continued on whatever he was doing. Now I'l
ALINATrue to Dante's words, signs were conveniently placed around the area, showing directions to different places. This place was defintely a posh, gated community.I followed the directions and sign boards. I spotted a lot of gated houses on my way, few individuals walking and lone mansions.It took a while but after few turns and signs, I had approached a nearby grocery store. I was defintely in the urban open area of the community, away from Dante's secluded mansion.People moved about like a tide chattering, the serene sound of children playing and mild car horns graced the air.The name of the grocery store, 'Foodies' was bodly written in red italics. Its painting looked chipped and worn out but overall it looked like a dainty shop. I walked inside and picked a basket but not before texting the tyrant of a husband that I had arrived.Like every other super market, there were indications above each aisle which showed its content.I briskly walked towards the dairy aisle becau
ALINA Right before my very eyes was my own husband, Dante, and a brunette lady having a hot make out session. They were too deep in their kiss to even notice me or anything else around them.With quivering lips, erratic heart beat and teary eyes, I watched Dante's hand explore the lady's skin as she moaned into the kiss. He grabbed her behind, squeezing it and hauling her against himself. The lady tugged at his shirt, drawing him more closer to herself as the deep erotic kiss continued. With a swift motion, Dante wrapped her legs around his waist, hands kneading all the parts of her body. My body trembled and I sought to tear my gaze away but I couldn't.My eyes couldn't take it anymore neither could my body. My knees quivered and I had to hold on to the door for support."Dante" I called out in a wild whisper which was loud enough for him to hear me. That single utterance of mine brought to a halt, their make out and Dante reluctantly dropped the brunette. He ran his h
The days flew by in a blur after Alina caught Dante making out with another woman in his study room. The pain was shattering and it got Alina so withdrawn from Dante than she would have normally.Never in her life, did she think Dante would stoop that low just to punish her.Why his betrayal hurt her, she could not fanthom the reason but she could not deny the fact that she was hurt deeply disappointed at Dante's morals. Probably, she expected too much from, a little decency perhaps for the sacred union called marraige but he crushed all her expectancy of him and proved that day that he didn't value their marraige and neither was he going to be faithful to it. When she wasn't working for Dante and cleaning up the house, Alina spent her days in the library, feeding from the vast knowledge of ideas that seemed to surround everywhere. And as for her nights, she spent them in despair. She would cry herself to bed every single night whenever she pondered on her married life.This
ALINA "Here you go" I handed Dante a file from the library which he instructed me to get. Dante collected it swiftly, his eyes glaring at me. "Get me a cup of coffee fast" he ordered. "Sure" I replied as I left to attend to my work in the kitchen.The animosity between both of us seems to grow every single day. I still could not believe Dante actually pointed a gun at me about two days back.My own husband literally pointed a gun to my head. Was it this sort of maltreatment I would have to endure for the rest of my life until one day my tired soul had gotten enough and I would just have to wither away? The scary realisation that this is what my life had become and would remain always got me cowering in fear of what was to come. Something bad is going to happen to me as long as I am staying with Dante.This marraige will end my life and the thought of it all shatters me whenever I realised I would die in the hands of my husband. I felt so unloved, used, betrayed and fo
ALINA I peered my eyes through the now starry nights of the sky as we drove. Though I didn't care initially but an anxious feeling had slowly begun creeping inside of me and now I really wanted to see where Dante was taking me too. We had been driving for more than thirty minutes and I couldn't help but wonder if he was going to take me to some abandoned building and kill me or sell me off.He had been very clear on his threats to kill me and the very thought of it all got me quaking in my skin. Knowing that I am seated next to a a man who in the nearest future might be responsible for my death brought a whole different level of fright and terror. I shook my head to keep the alarmimg thoughts at bay because my heart had began palpilating and I was forgetting to even breathe. I turned my eyes from the window and my gaze fell upon Dante's who was perusing through his phone. He looked peaceful when he wasn't angry or raging fire and brimstones at me. But beneath this facial expres
ALINA I walked about with Dante as he met and greeted various individuals.This was so tiring. Did Dante bring me here as his side kick that was meant to follow him everywhere he went?Frustration and anger were two strong emotions coursing through me.He could have just let me stay back home.I would have had my peace rather than being here with him. Fuck. I hated this man so much. He was driving me nuts.I did not beg to come here. Dante dragged me here.But surprisingly, Dante was introducing me as his wife to every one we met. I actually thought he would be reluctant to do that. I'm guessing this was just for the sake of formality. This man disliked me and found me repulsive.Oh heavens please help me."The devil himself. Mr Dante Morelli" I heard a deep baritone voice call from behind us. I and Dante made a sharp pivot and my gaze fell upon a young handsome man, probably Dante's age, coming towards us. His chestnut brown hair was slick, cascading down the nape of hi