ADRIANO “The Sangue Nero are closing in on us and what have you done about it?” His father asked. Adriano always dreaded his father’s weekly visits because the man always had something to complain about. He always asked the same questions and got the same answer every time he asked. “I’m handling it.” Adriano bit out angrily. “You’re not handling shit! The just invaded another one of our warehouses, what are you going to do about it." “Take down two of theirs.” Adriano snorted. He had a zero-tolerance level for his father. Since he had been a child, his father had always been ruthless and cruel with him. Between he and Julio, Adriano was the more responsible one, he was always the one that kept Julio in check and he tried to stay out of trouble as much as he could but for some reason, his father always favored Julio more than him. He couldn’t even resent Julio for it because it wasn’t his fault that their father loved him more than he did Adriano. If infact he had any love
Adriano looked at the girl sleeping beside him and was disgusted. Not because he thought she was ugly, no, she was breathtakingly beautiful, she was in every sense perfect and that was the problem. Why had he agreed to this union in the first place? She was perfect, sweet and innocent. She was not supposed to be married to a man like him. But now, they were joined in this union ‘till death do them part’. It wasn’t just a vow; it was how things worked in their world. Divorce was not an option and running away from your marriage was probably the worst mistake you could ever make as a woman. It was a death sentence. The only thing that could break a marital union was death. This sweet, precious girl was bound to him forever till either of them died.
ISMERALDAMost girls her age would be thinking about graduating and going to college in two years and were most probably planning out their future and their careers. Ismeralda Romano had known that getting married was inevitable. That was how things worked in their world. Every girl was supposed to have been married before they turned twenty and they were to be engaged before they were eighteen. Ismeralda was sixteen and it hadn’t taken her father long to find a husband for her.Is
ADRIANO2 YEARS LATER...He looked exactly the groom he was; he was dressed in his black three-piece suite, a white shirt, navy blue tie, black oxfords and his hair was styled in a neat side part.He looked perfect, he looked good but he didn’t feel good. He felt like crap. He was anything but happy about his marriage but he had to pretend to be the happy groom that he was not. It was a good thing that he was good at masking his emotions.
Ismeralda~*~*~*~The wedding guests had just finished having dinner and everybody was now dancing.Ismeralda tried to have a good time but she kept thinking about what would happen after they were done at the reception and they had to go back to Adriano’s apartment.
ADRIANOWhen they had arrived at his mansion, they were both silent. The awkwardness filled the room. None of them knew what to say to each other.Carlos, his butler had already taken Ismeralda’s things to the master bedroom while he and Ismeralda sat in very awkward silence in the living room.
ADRIANOHe stood looking at the spot she had occupied not too long ago before she ran off to God-knows where. He didn’t know if he was supposed to run after her or if he was just supposed to leave her alone.He stood there for some time without feeling any emotions. What was he supposed to do? Let her defy him? She should have known that even if she was his wife, she still needed to give him his respect.
ISMERALDAIt was two ‘o’ clock in the afternoon when Ismeralda finally woke up from sleep. The aspirin had knocked her out once it kicked in and she’d slept majority of the day. Her swollen eyes had gone down considerably and her head didn’t hurt anymore.She wasn’t surprised that when she woke up, Adriano still wasn’t home. This was how all her days would be like; locked up in a big house with nothing to do and no companion.