The rest of the lunch went on uneventfully and I couldn't help but steal subtle glances at Isabella, such a powerful woman whose words alone brought calm at least for a few moment. After lunch, the men left the room. Dominico maintained a deep scowl on his face but he knew better to spit any ill word against me again. "For the love of God, don’t be nervous," Isabella said, walking over to sit with me when the both of us moved over to the living room. "You’re young and beautiful. My children already love you, I love you too. And anybody that doesn't will have to because you are Hollis's. You belong to him and you are untouchable. Do you hear me?" I nodded, not sure I was okay with everything she said. 'I belong to Hollis, for real? That's some anti-feminist shit to say' "I wanted to tell her that I wasn't really engaged to her son, that we're faking it because he was trying to keep me alive and I really don't think she should be mad at her husband because of something that isn't
I stood in the room I share with Hollis, pacing the floor. Confusion streaming through my veins. We got back from his family home almost two hours ago and I had expected him inside the room with me. We needed to talk, to clear out the chaos choking at the edges. To arrive at an agreement, to define where we're headed at least. But he halted at the living room and had been there ever since with Maxine. I could hear their muffled voices from here. Initially I thought he just wanted to offer me the privacy of taking a shower and freshening up. Since that had been our routine since I moved into the room with him. So I quickly took a shower, changed into a lighter, simpler outfit and sat waiting for him. After what seemed like an eternity, I gave up and started heading to the sitting room. There was something about Hollis Genovese, he is kind, patient, tolerating, accommodating to me at least. And oh, he easily dominates any room he is in. Those were just the few things I could think of
It wasn't until after lunch which I had alone by the way did Hollis finally stepped into the bedroom we share. And, he brought cupcakes. "A goodwill snack." He said offering me a bag containing three monster cupcakes. "Thank you." I said, excitement tingling on my nerves as I grabbed the paper bag from him. He stood firm at the entrance, staring at me. "A wedding won't change a thing." He said, his voice laced with bouts of reassurance that somehow made me feel relaxed. "We'll go separate ways once I'm certain you'll be safe." He added. I sighed, feeling like a huge weight had been lifted off my shoulder. "Your father seem to be the only person that doesn't want me around you." "Yes." "And why is that?" I asked. "You know why, Ugo." "So, we're not having a real wedding, just some make believe stuff with false certificates, right?" "We're having a real wedding, in a real church, with real certificates." My mouth fell open. Could this be any more mortifying. "Surely
Hollis never came back all through the night nor in the morning. Maxine was surprisingly around and came up to check up on me during breakfast. We ended up having a fierce session at the Dojo. A session that broadened into Kickboxing. I was super pissed and it showed in my moves, amusing Maxine as he already figured the reason for my sore mood. "Where does he go all the time? Why can't he tell me and why can't he take me along?" I grumbled. "You want to go?" That was Maxine. I nodded meekly, too curious to say no. "I'll show you, after the wedding." "Seriously, you'll take me there?" "No, I'll only show you. It's a club, one of his businesses that he's handling personally because it's new." He explained. "So how are you preparing for your wedding?" He giggled. I shot him a glare and he tumbled over with laughter. "That's literally the only way to convince ol' Genovese. If not, he would never believe. I just hope you understand." I shrugged. "Do I even have a choice? I'
"When I met my husband, I didn't want to marry him. In fact I detested the very sight of him." Nana plunged into an old tale of her love life when I rejoined them at the pay point. "I wanted a Knight in shiny armor, a real love story like Cinderella and co." My eyes sparked with interest. "He was hot headed and love wasn't one of his fine strengths. But me on the other hand, I was a hopeless romantic. We were two opposites. Guess what I did?" "What?" "I humbled him. When it dawned on me that we were stuck with each other for the rest of our lives, I had to take matters into my own hands." She shifted closer to me and whispered. "I seduced him and brought him to his knees. In just a few days, he was gone, man." Nana giggled like a child and I couldn't help but marvel at how a woman like her could have a man like Don Genovese wrapped around her finger. Once we were done at the Mall, we headed to a custom bridal ballroom owned by a top designer who was so pleased to have us
I couldn't put a name to what I was feeling. The picture of my mother lying over my almost lifeless body years ago, kept replaying in my head as I watched Ugo and her mother. "My family is safe too, right?" Ugo asked, looking at me. "A hundred percent." I replied immediately. "I will slit your throat while you sleep if any harm comes to them." She told me, her voice was shaking, but it delivered the threat regardless and I liked that. "Any wife of mine will be protected and will want for nothing," I said, looking over at Ada Chike, "and so will her family. None of them will be harmed by anyone. Ugo is making the right decision, Mrs. Chike." I added, looking over at my supposed mother-in-law to be. "Ugo, you're sure about this? If no, you can stop it," Ada insisted as she looked at her daughter. "Mama," Ugo called, drawing her mother's attention. "I. am. fine. You have absolutely nothing to be worried about. And I will definitely pay you and Papa a visit. Right?" She asked,
"You're super charged today" Maxine shouted as I emptied the bullets in the 9mm he gave me that morning. Aside from the numerous rooms Hollis showed me, I discovered there were other rooms in the big house, like the shooting range. I did jump excitedly when Maxine proposed a home defense beginner class. "Yeah," I shouted back. "It would be great to find other avenues to burn the extra charges." I replied. "What do you have in mind?" He positioned my hand and pointed it directly to the shooting target placed in front. "Focus, U." I nodded and paused. Welding the pistol with precise strength, I positioned myself and hit the target for the first time that morning. "Now that's more like it." I bit out with a smile. "Why don't we visit Hollis's club tonight. Have a drink or two. Just some harmless night out." I suggested. Maxine chuckled knowingly, shaking his head. "You can't use me to piss your husband to be off. I'll show you, after the wedding. No one's going to let you throug
Some people might see my method as crude and believe it's not how things work. But who cares. As I had anticipated, Ugo didn't appreciate the situation. But I was hopeful that in time she would learn to feel a connection toward me. And the physical and sensual part of the relationship I had once sort with her would begin. 'And what if she doesn't come around?' Well, I hope she would because I believe in the sanctity of marriage, in the vow you make to not only your partner but God, it meant I couldn’t fuck around anymore. And with the willful woman I have to live with, I had a feeling my balls were going to either be permanent blue or it would take a while before I would get any relief. But that's a choice I've decided to make. It is also why I’d gone ahead to let my ex-escort suck my dick last night before the wedding as it might be the last release I would get for a while that wouldn't be done by my own goddamn hands. The possessiveness in Ugo's tone rang in my head. I smi