Melina's pov:I was getting ready for Sunday's church service when Maria told me that father wanted to speak with me. I bet he wants to tell me about George's rejection. He doesn't know that I already know about this and their plans as well. Even if we stay on the street, I won't marry whoever man they have chosen no matter how much my father pressures me. I cannot sell myself for money. Ι can't sell my happiness, my dreams, my feelings. I just can't and my father must understand this one way or another. I'd rather live poorly in a small house than live in a golden cage with a man that his presence alone disgusts me.I know that all these years, my father raised me with all the riches and gave me everything, but what he asks of me is too much.I went down the stairs hesitantly. I headed to my father's office psychologically prepared for what he would ask me. I wouldn't back down. I knocked the door and heard my father's voice from inside telling me to come in. I opened the door and got
Melina's pov:Days have passed very quickly with me mostly staying at my bedroom avoiding everyone. I never gave an answer to my father. He realized that my silence was my way to show my acceptance to my fate. My future husband visited our house many times as I was informed by Maria but I didn't want to see him. I couldn't bear the idea of marrying a complete stranger. A man I knew nothing about. Even if I asked for his name, nothing would change my opinion of him. What man agrees to marry a woman only out of interest? It's so humiliating! Today is my wedding day and it is clearly not what I have dreamed of! Since when I was little I imagined a man who will love me and cares for me like my father did for my mother! The day of my marriage would be full of smiles and happiness, not sadness and pessimism. Maria interrupted my thoughts by entering my bedroom to bring me breakfast.-"Good morning, Miss!"-"Good morning Maria" I said and wiped my tears away.-"Today is a beautiful sunny day!
Melina's pov:The reception was held in my house. The trip to my new house was silent with Stavros looking at me inquisitively. I avoided crossing eyes with him and kept looking outside all the time. I don't know why but his gaze made me feel awkward and uncomfortable. When we arrived all our guests were waiting for us in the garden. We entered the garden and everyone cheered and clapped. All of them wished us to have a happy and long-lasting marriage. It would be the best wish I heard under other circumstances.Although, it was mid- October the weather was sweet and warm, completely different with my inside feelings where there was a tremendous storm. The night was magnificent. The stars illuminated the sky while little candles were placed on the perimeter of the garden and on every table. The tables were beautiful decorated with flowers and there was a big variety of food and sweets on them. I can say that although poor we did a luxurious reception. Ι guess the money came from my new
Melina's pov:I woke up from the sunlight that entered the room. I looked around anxiously as I did not recognize where I was. Then I realized I was in my new bedroom, in my new home. I made a big sigh. It wasn't a dream. I was really married with a completely stranger. I looked frightened to the left of the bed to realize that the spot was empty. Stavros did not sleep with me yesterday night thank God! Although he reassured me yesterday that he won't do anything I do not want, I wonder how long he'll leave me free from my marital duties. Before self-pity and depression overwhelm me from my thoughts, a knock on the door was heard. A woman in her mid-fifties entered the room with a girl around 18 years old following behind. She held a small tray with a glass of orange juice.The older woman greeted me cordially while the younger put the tray on the table, made a bow and left. I stood up, wore my robe and headed towards the table where the tray was. I took the juice and gently took two s
Melina's pov:Two weeks passed with Stavros traveling most of the days and I getting more and more bored every day. The good thing is that I am alone and no one is disturbing my peace. I had already taken breakfast when I decided to go for a ride with Autumn. It is the last days of November and I intend to take advantage of it. Soon the earth will get colder when the first snow will appear on the mountain peaks, and I will have to reduce my walks with Autumn. If I stop riding, I don't know how to cope with being at home all day. I have nothing to do there. I must find something to occupy myself. Thinking all these, I arrived home. I got off my horse and after I arranged it in the stable, I went inside. When I entered, Aggeliki was waiting for me at the door looking completely scared.-"My....my.... lady.......you have to go upstairs quickly."-"What? Why? What's going on Aggeliki?"It was then that I heard loud voices from the direction of Stavros's office. Somebody was arguing. I look
Melina's pov:Last month, I was mainly involved with the work in the company. Stavros has changed a lot of things in terms of management and mode of operation and gave me a hard time to follow the new ways. Father was never so centralized and never audited so thoroughly the accounting books. Thank God, I had Pavlos, the General Manager, to help me.The situation between me and Stavros, for my benefit remained the same. Nothing has changed. He has kept his promise so far and hasn't pushed me for anything. Ηe respected my need for time and space but he is still provocative and snide. He treats me with contempt and that I cannot stand it anymore. I do not know why he must be so jerk. What does he want to prove with this behavior?He tried many times to talk to me the last few days but our hours did not coincide. I wonder what he might want. I hope he won't try to diminish me or provoke me about anything because I had enough of that crap. Husband or not I will confront him.On the other ha
Melina's pov:The days passed quickly and the long awaited Duke ball was just hours away. I chose a long yellow dress that fitted my body with tulle sleeves to wear. I did a light makeup. Cat eyes and red lips. My hair was tied up in a bun.I paired the outfit with a beautiful fox fur coat. After a few hours of getting dressed and doing my makeup and hair, I was finally ready. I took one last satisfied look in the mirror and headed for the door. As I was going down the stairs, I saw the back of Stavros waiting for me at the top of the stairs. He wore a black tuxedo with a black coat over it. He looked very handsome and masculine. When he realized my presence he turned back and looked at me with amazement.-"You look absolutely charming" he said looking me straight in the eyes. Then he took my hand and gave it a small peck. This action gave me the chills. Although this is not the first time a man touches me, never before has a touch had such an effect on me. I just don't understand wh
Several minutes of total numbness passed with me looking at my crying reflexion in the mirror. It was then that I decided to come out of it. I cleared the thoughts from my mind, wiped the tears from my eyes and after I gave a quick look at my reflection in the mirror, took a deep breath and exited the bathroom. Even though my whole life has been turned upside down and everything I thought was standard in my life has come crashing down like paper towers, I refuse to let people know how I feel right now. I won't give them the satisfaction of seeing me broken and devastated. I put on my most seductive smile, looked up and headed for my table.Unfortunately the surprises didn't stop coming that night. When I approached our table, Stavros was nowhere to be found. I desperately scanned the nearby tables to find him there but nothing came up. Out of the corner of my eye I found Stavros dancing with a very seductive and beautiful woman. She was tall, blonde and well built: her beauty unden