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Chapter 2: Mystery of Vicenzo

Penulis: Erik Ali
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2024-02-04 22:23:45

I was escorted by a maid towards the room I’ll be staying at in this mansion. I was still shaking from shock and fear from what happened. I was terrified to say the least, and I couldn’t even bring myself to bat an eye as I was conscious about my surrounding. I feel like at my given moment, someone’s gonna jump and attack me.

“Here, have some milk, miss,” a middle-aged woman said as she handed me a cup of warm milk. I accepted it with reluctance. She gave me a soft, kind smile. “My name is Arcel, and I’ve been working here for quite some time now. Master has never brought a woman home before, so we were all so thrilled to finally be meeting you, miss Annizah,” she said.

I couldn’t help but to flinch. Not only did place felt scary, but the people were also oddly kind to be working in a place like this. I glanced at Arcel. She looked to be around her late twenties, with enough knowledge and experience to not be oblivious about what’s happening. And for that reason, I felt more scared than ever. She knew this place, and she probably knew about what kind of a boss she’s working to.

Tears began to brim the corner of my eyes as I trembled. “P-Please, help me…” I uttered, my voice was shaking. “I wanna go home, please…”

Staying in this place seemed to be an impossible to thing to do. This is hell where the devil himself lived. I don’t think I would be able to stay in this house, let alone be his wife. No. Who could, though? I just literally saw him mercilessly kill two people for a nonsense reason.

He is crazy.

Vicenzo is sick in the head.

I don’t why and how my parents were able to agree to pair me up with this man. They knew him better than I do, and they probably knew this side of him. So, why? Why are they letting me marry this man? Are money and connection that important to them that they are willing to sold their souls to devil just to get everything that they wanted? Am I no longer worthy enough to stay in their house?

Just how… greedy could they be?

“I don’t think I can help you with that, ma’am. Master specifically ordered me to assist and help you. I am afraid I will not be of help with other matters such as like that,” Arcel said, bowing her head as if she was truly sorry for rejecting my request.

My lips trembled. Of course, it is given that no one’s gonna listen to me here. I am not their boss; the one who pays them. They will listen to no one but him.

But I just can’t stay here…

Placing the cup down on the bedside table, I grabbed Arcel’s hand with desperate etched on my face. “Please, Arcel. H-help me. I don’t want to be here anymore. V-Vicenzo… Vicenzo is a monster! I-I saw him kill two people earlier. He is a killer. Please, I beg you to help me. He’s… h-he’s gonna kill me! Please!”

I could feel my tears streaming down my cheeks as I begged. I was trembling and sweating from the shock and fear. I was a mess. My emotions were all over the place as I struggled to compose myself. I was overwhelmed. Everything happened to quickly. A couple hours ago, my life was literally different from this. A couple of hours ago, I was just worrying about how could I impress my parents and repay them for their kindness for adopting me. Earlier I was just worrying about the marriage that they prepared for me, but now I have to worry not only that, but my life itself.

It will only take time before Vicenzo would kill me. After all, he’s a monster…

“Please, calm down for a bit, ma’am—” she started, but I cut her off.

“N-No, you don’t understand. I really saw it! He killed—”

“And I believe you,” she said with a smile on her lips. I stopped as my eyes widened. I was about to speak when she resumed. “But please, calm down. You’re panicking right now.”

I bit my lower lip as I hiccupped, my chest was heaving heavily on my chest as I tried to calm my nerves. Indeed, I was panicking, but who wouldn’t be, right?

Arcel cupped my face gently as she wiped my tears. I closed my eyes, my mind was trying to process what just happened a while ago.

“I s-saw it…” I uttered. “Just… who is he?”

“He’s the boss,” she suddenly said, making my eyes flutter open as I stared at her. She gave me a smile. “Master Vicenzo is the Don of the mafia.”

My eyes widened. “M-Mafia?”

She nodded. “Yes. You didn’t know?”

I shook my head slowly. I opened my mouth to speak but no words came out. My body suddenly felt colder than ever as if my blood was sucked out of my body. I was… at lost.

“Strange. I thought you knew him or had any idea of who he is. Aren’t you the Martin family’s heir?”

I didn’t respond, which make her frown. I felt confused and lost, but at the same time, I knew there was something going on under my nose.

For some reason, I couldn’t help but feel sad and betrayed. I knew Vicenzo Romanov is a powerful, wealthy man, but I didn’t think he is somebody far beyond that. For God’s sake, he’s a mafia, and worse? He’s the head himself!

I feel like it was already impossible for me to run away now. I already caught his attention, and he’s not gonna get me off his grasp. He said it himself, he’s possessive. He gets what he wanted, and I’m doomed because I happened to caught his attention.

Suddenly, the door burst open and the devil himself barged in without any notice. “Leave us,” Vicenzo said as his gaze lingered on mine. Shiver ran down my spine as I stared back at him.

“Then, I shall take my leave now,” Arcel said.

My eyes widened. “N-No…!”

But it was already too late. Fear crept through me as Arcel exited the room. I wanted to protest but she already left. And now I was left with the man I wished to never see again.

“So, you wanna leave, huh?” he asked with a smirk on his face, his voice was deep and manly, sending shivers down my spine. My heart took a leap as I stared at him. Vicenzo changed his clothes into a black shirt and sweatpants, showcasing the tight and strong and veiny muscles on his body.

I gulped.

For some reason I cannot explain, I feel like I was having a fever. My body seems to be reacting in a weird way.

“Bellezza,” he called, making me gasp in surprise. Vicenzo’s eyes darkened. “Listen to me when I am speaking.”

I bit my trembling lips as I shook my head. “I-I wanna go home…”

No matter how much I see it, the fact that he is a killer would forever linger on my mind. I cannot possibly marry a man like him. No, he’s a demon. A heartless monster.

“This is your home now,” he stated. He took a step closer to me and held my face gently. I flinched, crying. “You’ll be my wife soon enough, baby.”

I stared at him with spite in my eyes, and through my low, hateful voice, I said, “I w-would never marry a man like you, Mr. Romanov. You’re a monster. No one will ever want you.”

The emotions on his face suddenly disappeared as he stared back at me, taking me aback. Did that hit a nerve, huh, Vicenzo?

I couldn’t help but rejoice as I smugly smirked at him. “Do you really think I agreed to marry you? I only forced and had no choice. But if I were to decide, I will never even have a slight interest on you. People only wants you for what you have, but you’re no worthy to be loved, Mr. Romanov.”

I knew I was testing his patience, and there might be a huge possibility that I’d be killed just like those two, unfortunate men earlier. But I don’t care. It’s better that way than to turn a blind eye about his cruelty and violence. Vicenzo Romanov is someone dangerous, and I will not allow myself to be a wife of this monster in front of me.

“You’re right.” His icy voice suddenly broke the silence that lingered between us. Emotionless, cold, and ominous. That’s how he is, and I couldn’t help but tremble in fear as a shiver ran down my spine. “Indeed, I am not worthy of that. I am not even capable of things such as affection.”

I don’t know why, but my heart began to thump fast as I sweat cold.

His blue eyes stared at mine as smirk slowly made its way to his lips. “And that is why people are afraid of me, bellezza. I am a heartless monster, and I will stamp on everybody’s life just to get what I wanted.”

Fear crept through me as his thumb caressed my cheeks gently. “I-I hate you…”

A chuckle left his lips as his eyes glinted in mischief. “I bet you can still say that once you realized that there is no one that can actually save other than me.”

With that being said, he pushed me down on the bed and went on top me in a blink of an eye.

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