Chapter 7 Laurel

The days goes by in a blur of activities for the wedding.

A day to the wedding I woke up feeling a little better, maybe my situation wasn't so bad.

Even if he was forcing me to marry him,even if I was a little attracted to him,he can never have my heart.he would never force me to love him..I was going to find a way to leave this fake marriage..I know that I am suppose to be fighting him and cursing him but I don't have the courage,I would be logical and not get myself killed.

His mama was kind,it wasn't what I expected from a mobster mother..I expected her to be cruel and cold.she was the opposite.she made me feel safe.

After taking my shower doing my morning routines.i step out of the shower and meet my things well arranged in the room.someone must have gone to my apartment me to bring my belongings.

I pass the time arranging my things and having breakfast and launch in my room.

towards evening hearing a knock on the door I turn to open the door.noting it was unlooked.meaning I am no longer a prisoner.

I open the door to meet the boy of yesterday.

"Signor wants you downstairs"

He leads me to a room,there were several dresses hanging in the room.different styles and length,they all looked beautiful and expensive.

A seamstress comes into the room,two of her teams walking behind her,holding a measurement ropes and other supplies.two men guards the door heavly armed.

"Would you like to look at these?." The seamstress ask coming close to me,eying me up and down.judging me with her eyes and seeing me unfeet for this expensive house....I just stand rooted to my spot.observing the room.

"You would respect the mistress of this house"one of the guards voice boom.

Almost jumping out of my skin I swirl around to the guard.The seamstress squeaks, terrified.

"Anyone you like ma'am?" She corrects herself.

I peruse the dresses.my eyes ,I run my fingers across the dress .eyes a tight silk one with high neck and long sleeves ,with flowing skirts over the waist.

"I like this one" I turn to tell her.

Surprised " but you haven't seen other one's ma'am.the Signor asks that you choose the most expensive ones.theres more to choose from,more elegant and expensive one's.."my stare stops her"

I am being forced into this marriages so I will not be choosing an elegant one.and I will do as I see please...I will make him lose his mind with jealousy.i feel he is a possessive man and he would bot be pleased with that....I will wear the most revealing dress.

"You are her to make alterations right?."..she nods

"I want you to make this gown as short as possible....make the back and front open"

"But Signor wouldn't approve"

" Is your boss the bride?." I snap at her.

"I am the bride so I will wear what I see please"

She nods.

The guards exit the room sensing that I need privacy to change.

I stand for hours as they pull pins and tugs at the dress.making adjustments and markings for the new designs.

And one's they are done I put my close back on.i feel triumphant because even if I didn't have a choice not to marry him,I could still make his life a little bit miserable.

The seamstress leave with the dress and I leave the room..the guards starts leading me back to my room but the something attracts my attention..I turn to the room that looks directly over the sea.it is breathtaking.the sun was reflecting in the glass tall window,the horizon set ablaze in orange and pink.i am so engrossed in the scean that I don't notice others in the room until a feminine giggle reaches my ear.i stand abruptly in my spot as a girl with long blond hair,wearing a short red dress with heels that might cripple me if I try to climb them.

She turns away from Enzo,spots me and practically growls at me,turning pack to Enzo,she pouts.almost stumping het feet like a child she asks "Who are you?"

I just raise my eyebrows and stare at her.she turns back to Enzo and he doesn't reply,just Stare at both of us like he is having a time of his life and grin..seeing that she would get no reply from either of us she walks back to Enzo,run am her hands over his chest,raising on her tiptoes and starts kissing him,fumbling for his belt.

Disgusted and furious I turn from the room and run back to my room.

Furious at my self for getting jealous and horny at the same time.... imagining I was the one kissing him and running my hands all over him,and furious again with my self for even entertaining that kind of thought.

Feeling hot angry and bothered i rush to the bathroom I strip and climb into the shower, running cold water to cool my fevered skin.once done I climb out and wrap myself in a fluffy towel,stepping into the bedroom.

Am so lost in my thoughts that the door suddenly opening startles me.i whip around seeing Enzo walk into the room.he stops dead when he sees me.

"GET OUT" I scream at him..my anger coming back with a full vengeance.

His his drop down to my body,slowly perusing,his eyes darkening.

He moves further into the room.

"Where you jealous just now Moglie?(wife)

He walks closer towards me,his eyes straying to my huge covered breast and lift a hand to rub my lips

Trembling I reply"I wasn't..just get out"

He sucks his lips and watch his finger playing with my wet lips.

I swallow and watch as he licks his lips slowly,my core clenching and my breast aching..

"I will see you tomorrow".

He mumbles hoarsely and turns abruptly and leaves.

Leaving me panting and aching.