Emma I was very nervous and my now husband had already noticed that. But he chose to ignore my existence.We're on his private jet now, heading to our honeymoon, which I still don't know where.To help a little, I try to strike up a conversation with him."Can I have a drink?""Yes!" he pours me some champagne.I'm just like this so I don't spoil the mood today. But I'm not always going to act like a submissive wife if that's what he's thinking."You still haven't told me where we're going.""Rome Italy.""I've never been out of the country before.""I know" he knew because he never allowed me to leave the city, much less the country.I raise the glass of champagne to my lips and drink it all at once. I'm so nervous that I can't control my gestures."Mr. Mikhailovich" he looks at me intently "I know this is not a good time, but I just wanted to know about my brother."The mobster looks at me for a while, seeming to consider whether to answer me or not.Why does Boris have to be so me
Emma Boris does something to the man under the table, because the tour guide stares at him with wide eyes."What do you want with my wife, may I ask?""No big deal. I was just helping her."Then I could see. Boris was squeezing her hand as he turned it back, about to break it."Don't do that" I put my hand on his arm "Let's go to the bedroom please."Boris turned his hand and I could hear the crack of bone breaking. George screams in pain and falls to the ground.Some people look around, but his security guards stay in front of him to cover some people's view."Don't go around doing favors for married women. Especially for my wife, you hear me?""Mr. Mikhailovich, stop it" He completely ignores me."I didn't even touch her."The mobster stomps on him, humiliating him in front of everyone."I asked if you heard what I said.""Yes, I did."Boris kicks the man in the face, who ends up passed out with the strong impact.I just couldn't stop crying. The fear was consuming me."Come on," h
Emma I try to use my arms to cover myself, but he doesn't allow me. Boris still insists on watching me.His gaze moves hungrily over my entire body.I try to keep calm in order not to be afraid. I knew this would happen, I just didn't expect it to happen now.My husband touches my face in a caress and this is the first time he has done this. His hand moves down to my body.He pulls me to the bed and slowly lays me down on it.I try to reach back, feeling a little nervous, but this does not please him."Don't run away from your husband!" Boris pulls me by the leg.The mobster climbs on top of me. His body covers my entire body. He starts kissing my neck.His hand touches the inside of my thigh and I become nervous."Mr. Mikhailovich..." my voice comes out as a moan."Spread your legs" I do as he commands.Boris touches my intimacy with his fingers. He pulls my panties aside and caresses my vagina.I sigh as I feel pleasure from his touch. My body shivers with the subtle touches he giv
Emma The next day, I was finally able to leave the room. Boris really calmed down after sex.He took me sightseeing. I got a camera and took many pictures of the places we went.It was interesting, until something annoying happened.A woman was hitting on my husband. He was handsome and attractive, that I cannot deny.But didn't she see that he had company? Boris had his wedding ring on his finger.That woman's disrespect to me was too great. And worst of all, he let it happen.If it were me in this situation, then the mobster would be angry and this would be a reason for discussion. Then he would hit the person and we would go back to the hotel."I want to leave," his attention turns to me."Ah, but already?" she smiles and touches his arm "Which hotel are you staying at?"Boris quickly answers and that makes me even angrier.Humiliating... That was the exact word for what I was feeling right now."Don't you guys want to have dinner with me and my friend tonight?" the woman holds hi
Emma We were finally leaving and that makes me a little relieved.The honeymoon had turned into a nightmare. One that I will remember forever. But it is finally over.We are already on the private jet, heading home. I didn't even want to eat anything. I just got up to leave."What's the matter?"I take my attention off the book I was reading and look at him."I'm fine! No problem at all."Boris comes close to me and places his hand on my forehead. I am a little confused by his act."It's not hot anymore."During the night I had a fever again, but I took the pill the doctor prescribed."I took some medicine."He remains silent for the rest of the trip, leaving me to read my book in peace.When we arrived, we went straight to the house where Boris lives. He has lived here for a long time, I imagine.It was a very big mansion. It had an incredible yard in front, where I could easily build a garden.As soon as we arrive, a woman quickly comes towards us."I'm Agatha, your personal maid,
EmmaMy father didn't seem surprised by my attitude. The truth was that he was looking at me with anger."What are you thinking about life, Emma? You don't have to want anything. That decision was made a long time ago. If you're alive now, it's thanks to this marriage.""I'd rather be dead than have to go through this."I feel a burning slap in my face. My father had just hit me. Like he had never done before."You got married, but you are still an immature girl. You don't know what death is for you to desire it."My mother stood still in place, with no reaction to what my father had just done to me."I suffer a lot from that, Dad.""If you're suffering it's because you're not acting like you should."How did he think I should act? I couldn't be around Boris without him doing something that would make me sad."Just the fact that you're here already shows how you act in your marriage. Luigi and you only bring me headaches."I refused to cry at that moment. I won't do that, even if it h
Emma I don't know how long I stayed there. The door only opened when it got dark. But before that a maid brought me a snack.Boris enters the room and looks at me for a while. He sits in an armchair and continues to look at me."What happened? Did you hurt my father?""I just gave him a warning. His father isn't dead."I feel relieved by what he says. The thought of my father getting hurt because of me makes me desperate."You asked to call off the wedding."That wasn't a question. He was affirming what I said."I did.""Do you think there's a way to cancel this?""It's worth trying."Boris looks at me with amusement. But he didn't seem to be laughing. The truth is, he was angry."You…" the words die in her mouth."What were you going to talk about? You can talk, I don't care. You always go out of your way to really hurt me."The mobster closes his hand into a fist. He was holding back from saying anything."You're mine Emma" her eyes flashed possessively "You don't have to think abo
EmmaThat morning I was happy. For once my smile wasn't forced.I sit on the bed and watch Boris get ready. He was wearing a suit that was flattering on his body.My husband was kind after we slept together, this is so unusual it made me happy."Get ready, I'll take you with me.""Where are we going?""Company."I knew that the Mikhailovich family had a company. They had to keep up the good family face."Okay" I smile.I get up and get ready quickly. Just thinking about leaving the house makes me even happier.After the shower, I put on a tight black dress. The sleeve went to the wrist and had an opening in the back. I put on my heels and tie up my hair.I head downstairs to the coffee table. It bothers me to see Agatha standing beside her."You can leave" the woman looks at me for a while."But I...""I said you can leave" she forces a smile and does as I command.Seeing that she was serving Boris's coffee, I take her place and do it myself."Can you take me to the pharmacy?""What d