Chapter 8: Pretty Lady

3 days later...

Maria's POV

A few days have passed and both Luke and I still aren't quite friendly with each other even after that whole snowstorm storm thing.

I still sleep on the couch because I'm pretty sure he's still sleeping with other women since he leaves at 8 each night and comes home at 1. Then, there's moaning.

I head into the foyer and notice both my parents standing at the door speaking with Luke.

"Ahh Maria." My mother says as though she's trying to cover up the fact she was likely just talking about me. "Why don't you get us some drinks and meet us in the dinning hall alright, Dear?" She tells with that fake-ass smile.

I return the smile and head into the kitchen to get the drinks.

After retrieving some wine and cider, setting them on the table, I try and go ahead and head back to my own business to let them all speak.

But my mother speaks up once again, "Sit down, Maria.." she orders, tapping her fingers on the table.

I take a carefull seat beside Luke who's giving hard look to everyone as he sips on his freshly poured glass of wine.

"So, we are here today to talk about the 'next generation'." my father explains to everyone.

Luke and I both raise an eyebrow. The hell does he mean, "the next generation?"

My mother sighs out due to our obvious confusion. "The heir!" My mother says to us, as though it's the most obvious thing in the world.

No no no... I planned on getting out of here and away from this whole catastrophe! Not having a child with this monster!

I lay back in my chair and let out my exacerbated sigh of frustration. "I am not having a child, and especially not his!" I protest. They cannot make me do anything; it is my body and it is my choice.

My mother laughs loudly in response, a wild grin upon her evil face. "Oh, Maria. I know you're a virgin and quite oblivious to sex, but you have to sleep with Luke if you want an heir."

My face goes red with pure embarrassment and I slouch down as far as I can in my chair.

"I do not want an heir, Mother!" I argue back through my gritted teeth of anger. Everyone then turned towards me.

"Well you will if it means saving this fucking mafia- this fucking business!" My father screams back at me.

I take a stand and place my hands down firmly onto the table. "WELL THIS FUCKING MAFIA RUINED MY LIFE!" I scream back to him.

Fuck, I'm so fucking angry. How did I never know my parents were this evil?!

"You little shit!" My father stands from his seat at the table and comes barreling towards me, a shaky, tight fist raised.

Throwing my hands up in front of me, I prepare myself for the impact of my fathers anguish. That's until I realize Luke's standing in front me of with my fathers wrist in his hand and towering over him, making my father look as though he's a helpless ant about to be squished.

Luke gives him a shove back from me and takes a fist full of his shirt. "Don't you ever fucking touch her, you hear me? She's mine. Only I touch her how I please, Coglione."

My father gives off another death glare and takes his shirt back. "Fine, but you two have only 3 months to conceive a heir. And if there isn't one by that time, you can kiss your beloved husband off when he goes off to fight the Mexicans because you couldn't give him a child." My father asserts.

He grabs my mother and leaves in an instant.

Luke sighs out and turns around. "You okay?" He asks looking down at me.

I can't focus on what he's saying. I'm just too distracted with the fact we are suppose to create a child. TOGETHER!

"Y-yes." I turn away as I fiddle frantically with my hands.

"Maria..." His voice is now so soft and soothing, trying to get my full attention.

"Yeah?"

"Don't stress about it. We will get an heir." He assures, crossing his arms.

I just nod and walk away.

Luke's POV

Just as Maria leaves, my phone begins to ring. I fish it out of my pocket and answer it.

My father.

"Hello son.." he greets in a low voice.

"Father." I reply confidently.

"How'd your little meeting go?"

Fuck, here we go again...

"They want a heir and fast." I sigh at the thought of it.

He takes a deep breath, "Son, you do whatever you need to do to get a heir in her. Remember, she's yours, you can do whatever you want with her. But just get the heir."

I furrow my eyebrows together. "She is my wife, not a toy."

"Like I said-"

"Goodbye father." I end the call and stuff my phone back into my pocket.

I have a plan... And this plan is going to work.

A few hours later...

Maria's POV

I watch T.V in the games room after the little meeting ended. God I was so angry! I will never let him touch me!

Just then, I hear the door open. Luke walks out in front of me, picking the remote up and turning off the tv. "Go pack your bags, we are going out tonight." He orders.

I groan out, get up and left to the bedroom to pack my bags. I couldn't even be bothered at this point anymore.

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After packing my bags I head out the large foyer and meet Luke who is waiting for me.

"Ready?" He asks and I nod. "Alright, lets go then."

We drive into the city in his black Range Rover for a long hour. We eventually come to this huge 5-star hotel that was named, "Samantha's Lodge."

"Who owns this place?" I ask him getting out of the car.

"Me." Luke replies as he hands our bags to someone. He takes my hand and we walk inside.

"Who's Samantha?"

He presses a button for the elevator. "My mother, she went missing when I was 15."

I frown, "I-I'm so sorry Luke.." I said embracing him.

I felt him freeze for a split second until he relaxed. "Thank you." He says, straightening himself out.

We made it to our hotel room which was on the top floor: the penthouse. When we entered it I gasped, "holy shit this is amazing!" I stared in aw at the marble floors, beamed wood ceilings, chandeliers, large fire place that sat with large leather couches and a great big fur rug.

I ran into the kitchen and saw all the counter tops were granite, the cupboards were black and the bar stools were also a black leather.

I turned and saw Luke leaning against the door frame smiling at me. "I see you like it."

He said walking over to me. "Let's go check out the bedroom, shall we?" He whispered into my ear which sent shivers down my back.

"A-Alright." I said as he took my hand and led me out of the kitchen and up the spiral stairs.

My jaw dropped when I saw the bedroom. It was huge! There was a king sized bed with a white comforter, soft blankets and lots of cushy looking pillows. Beside the bed lay another large designer rug. Off to the right there was a walk in closet and to the right there was a large bathroom with a huge bathtub and shower in it.

It was heaven!

"Wow.. Is this all yours Luke?" I asked.

"All ours baby girl." He said with a smirk.

He called me baby girl.. d-does he like me now?

I blushed a little trying to hide it. "It's all amazing.. thank you." I said with a smile.

"Glad you like it, because you'll be staying here, alone, tonight." He said walking to his bag.

My heart dropped. What? Was he really gonna leave me here alone now?

"Where are you going?" I asked sadly.

"Out, to my club. Cody and Bethany are gonna be there and we are going to have a few drinks."

Bethany.. the bitch he cheated with.

"Can I come?" I asked hopeful. I need to see what him and Bethany's intentions are tonight.

"No Maria, you cannot. This is for me and my friends not my "wife"." I felt tears start to form in my eyes.

"How dare you. You bring me out here to spend time with you and you just go run off with your best friend and fuck buddy? Fuck you, you asshole."

I soon started anger started to form in his eyes and his fists clench. "You bitch." He growled raising his hand to my throat. He grabbed it and pulled me close to him forcefully. "Don't you EVER speak to me that way again! You hear me? You will fucking respect me and my decisions."

I gulped and nodded, "o-ok.."

He let go of me, "good." He said and walked over to his bag and changed into his suit.

I left the bedroom and went downstairs to the living room and turned on some tv. This seems to be the only thing I do lately.

I heard the elevator leave downstairs with Luke and I let out a sigh. "He's is probably gonna hook up with Bethany tonight and bring her to another one of his penthouses in the city he owns." I said to myself as I switched through the channels. "I could be in med school right now!" I yelled and threw the remote across the room.

"Fuck! I really need to get out of the place..." but there was no escaping Luke. I sighed.

Then, an idea came to me.

I am going to go to the club right now and make him so jealous by dancing with other men. I smiled and ran upstairs to my bag.

I searched through it looking for the dress I packed. "Yes!" I said and pulled it out of the bag.

I slipped it on and paired it with white heels

I slipped it on and paired it with white heels.

I was finally ready.

I headed out of the penthouse and down to the lobby where I ordered a taxi to get me.

They drove me to Luke's club, which was not far from the hotel. When we arrived I paid the driver and got out.

I walked up to two HUGE security guards standing outside the club, arms crossed. "Hello ma'am, ID please." I handed my ID to them. They took one look and instantly let me in. Must've recognized me.

I walked in and looked around for Luke. He was standing at the bar with Bethany and Cody. They looked like they were talking business.

I happily walked over to another bar and ordered beer. I wasn't very good with alcohol so I was confident I would get drunk fast and forget about Luke even faster.

I downed my beer, ordered another, and went to the dance floor. I could already feel the alcohol hitting me as I danced to the music.

After a few minutes of dancing I ran into a guy. He was tall muscular, but not as muscular as Luke. He had blonde hair and pale skin, about 30.

"Hey pretty lady.." he said coming up to me. "Hey big boy..." I said and drank the rest of drink. "Why don't we get you another one of those, eh?" I nodded and he took my arm and led me over to the bar.

"Shots, please." He said to the bartender. The bartender gave us the shots. "Cheers!" He said lifting one up. I lifted one, cheered and drank it.

After an hour of dancing and drinking he brought be back to the bar. "More shots for the lady, please."

He said and the bartender began to pour. "N-no... please, I-I can't anymore." The room was spinning now and I couldn't see straight.

"Yes, you can." He said bringing it up to my face.

"No.."

"Drink the fucking thing!" He said opening my mouth and pouring the sour liquid down my throat.

I looked over to Luke who had now saw me and just shook his head in disappointment. I just wanted to leave now, with him.

"Good, now lets go, slut." The man said and grabbed me harshly. He pulled me off the barstool and began to pull me to the door. I lost balance and fell to the floor but he continued to drag me.

All I could think was that I was about to be raped and killed tonight.