Married to my master

"No! No! I'm not going anywhere with them! Mama, papa please don't let him take me", I cried as two huge men in black suits and sunglasses pulled me, kicking and screaming toward a slick black car that was waiting for me in front of my parents house. I wasn't going to agree to this, I can't be married to that devil. When we got to the car and they were about to shove me in, I prompted my leg on the closed door and the side of the car closest to the boot. I pushed with all my might but that only seemed to amused the men. No matter I didn't care. Another of the men who was dressed similar to the two baboons holding me came and grabbed my feet, then proceeded to tie them up. Now, I was really sure that this is kidnapping. And I didn't give it much thought before I started shouting to all the neighbors that had ears that my parents were getting me kidnapped. I only got the 'K' in the word kidnap out of my mouth when a gunshot rang out and I was surely silenced.

~ 1hrs Before

Seated at my vanity, I slowly brushed my long black hair while looking at myself in the mirror. My green eyes were glossy a sure sign of sadness. I look at the rest of my facial features and sigh. I looked good enough. From my heart shaped face with a slightly chiseled jawline and a long chin I'd bet I would have been beautiful if it wasn't for my fat lips and my nose. Oh don't get me wrong my nose was okay average at most but I hated it because of my dad. That's the only thing that still reminds me of my blood, that I am the daughter of Vadurgo. The man that never stopped mistreating my mother. If I was my mother I would have ran away from him and left this marriage a long time ago. I use to think she stayed because of us but after confronting her two years ago I was disappointed to hear that she loved him and assured me that he loved her too. Which was utter bull if you ask me. But anyway I can't force her to leave, so I also stayed only to make sure he doesn't kill her and thus far he hasn't.

Focusing on my self again I started to apply some makeup on my face. My caramel coloured skin was something I adored more because it made me look more like my dark skinned mother. She is very beautiful and I swear that my dad chose to marry her because of her dark skin which doesn't show bruises as clearly as mine would. Sighing I finished up my makeup and stood. I was about done with everything and all that was left was for me to put on my dress.

I had pulled the dress past my hips when my mother budge in. " Thea his here hurry before your father," she stopped when she saw me half dressed, the added quickly,"....just hurry". She urge me in her thick accented voice. She could speak a multitude of languages, ranging from Romanian to Chinese. French, Spanish, danish etc. So you couldn't quite place where she's from when she speaks because she had a mixed accent.

" Okay mama I'm coming. Just a moment", I said, quickly lifting up my dress to my breasts. It didn't have straps nor sleeves. The dress went all the way passed my feet and had a train behind it. It was already dark out when I emerged from my bedroom with my mother by my side. We heard voices of only men as we approached the livigroom and my stomach started to feel really uncomfortable. Why? Well it's because I don't know who I'm meeting and why I had to dress up so fancy just for him. When we stood by the door, the sound of my heels alerting the men that me and my mother had arrived. The men all stood, including my father as he came to proudly take my hands from my mother and walk me into the living room full of men. Yes I had a problem with it. Leaving my mother behind, to stand by the door. I frowned at that but knew better than to push my father or he'd just take his frustration on her.

As we walked further into the room, I noticed that two huge men were standing very closely together for reasons that were unusual to me until I saw another pare of feet behind theirs. These feet looked rather expensive because of the shoes they adorned and I wondered how the rest of him looked. We sat down opposite to the hidden man in nice shoes, and so did everyone else except for the two huge men that hid the nice shoes guy. Since I didn't know his name that's what I was going to call him.

"Well", my father started getting up from his seat. " This is my lovely daughter Thea Vanessa Vadurgo", he cleared his throat then added quickly. " Your wife to be".

His what??!