My Dear Mr. Gavino, You Are In Trouble!

MARIAH'S P.O.V.

Groceries shopping is something I hate doing since it drains a lot of energy, but unfortunately, I can't escape from it because my cruel stepmother will never think of doing it and my father will almost take my life.

"Finally," I breathe out immediately I step foot in our spacious living room. "I'm done with the most draining part," I sighed in a momentary joy, unaware of the heavy storm forming ahead.

Walking further into the living room, I noticed my father and stepmother sitting in silence, their expressions as though they're in deep thoughts.

'Am I in trouble?' I wondered inwardly.

Taking a deep breath, and saying a silent prayer, I began taking light steps towards the kitchen but stopped abruptly when my stepmother suddenly screamed. "I don't care how you'd do it, but make sure Mariah marries him because none of my daughters are going to marry that rascal."

My brows furrowed as confusion washed over my face. 'What rascal are they talking about? And why should I marry him, but not her daughters?'

"Of course, she is definitely going to marry him but..."

"But nothing, Maxwell. Rachel and Rebecca are your precious daughters, you can't watch them marry that man, right?" she said in a persuasive tone.

Her words and actions left me rolling my eyes in disbelief. Rachel and Rebecca are his precious daughters, am I not his daughter too? Don't I deserve to be precious too?

I huffed. I was about ignoring them and continue my trip to the kitchen, but my father noticed my presence and called me.

"I believe you heard our conversation," he said, staring at me as if he's waiting for a response but I didn't say anything, so, he continued. "You're getting married to Cassian Gavino in two days time."

Surprised, I stared at him in disbelief as lot of thoughts ran through my head.

"Could this be a dream?" I asked myself.

"Or possibly, am I daydreaming?" I wondered.

I still couldn't bring myself to understand everything that was happening as it all looked weird to me. Bewildered, I asked "I-I'm getting married?"

"Yes you are." He replied. Slipping in some wine into his mouth from the glass cup he's holding, then he continued "I don't think having any further discussion with you is necessary at the moment, so get your mind prepared, you'll be tying the nut with Cassian Gavino in two days time!"

Fear and dread soured within me as I wondered why my father had chosen to punished me this way. Staring at him as though I've lost my tongue he asked "you've got a problem with that?"

"But dad l'm too young for this." I answered with tears beginning to gather inside my eyes.

"Well, I've made my decision" he replied looking away.

"I can tell it's eh, a joke, isn't it?" I asked breathing heavily.

He burst into a wild laughter and with the way he was sounding, I could tell he wasn't joking at all.

"The good news is, you're getting married and the bad news is you've got no choice." He replied with a disparaging smile on his lip.

I staggered back as his last words echoed inside my head.

He was sounding more serious than ever. I blinked twice and stared at him in disgust as I wondered if he was actually my biological father.

"Wait a minute, is he marrying me out to a man I have not seen with my own two eyes?" When he continued without a single remorse.

"You see honey, I and your mother never meant for things to turn out this way or let's call it a coincidence. But for the dept I owe I have no other choice than to marry you out to get it off my chest." He explained with a smile on his lip.

My eyes became doe-eyed and my jaws dropped. I was short of words as I wish this is a dream rather than reality.

Why did he choose to sell me out like an asset to pay off a dept I know nothing about? Why is he being this cruel forgetting the fact that I am his child?

At this, hot tears streamed out of my eyes like a broken dam as I wondered how life will be living in same house with a Mafia boss as I know he would be.

I begged for him to tell it was a joke but he pushed me away and almost hit me but my stepmom did it for him.

I knelt down on my knees to plead with my father when my stepmother started, making things worst "look how she's acting as if she has a choice; I wish you did have one"

"mother why are you both treating me this way?" I asked crying.

"What the heck, did you just called me mother? Go find your aimless mother and call her one!" my stepmother yelled and made her leave.

I scurried over to him, my kneels bending on their own accord "daddy please don't do this to me, please don't." I pleaded hoping he would peradventure change his mouth.

"That's it! I'm not changing my mind, never. The earlier you accept your fate the Better for you." He yelled making every ounce of hope in me die instantly.

I cried and begged my father not to send me off to an unknown person but he told me I was a price being paid and a property that is going to be owned. Soon, he left the house hastily leaving me to cry in the dark evening, under countless stars watching me from above.

While crying inside my room, I device a means to escape as I couldn't stand the fact, I would be getting married aside my wish.

Though I've tried my whole life to always please my father and stepmother since I didn't know who my real mother was. My stepmother had always made my life a living hell, I worked as a servant night and day and though my father is aware of it yet, he never cared.

I often did his biding and making him to love me has always been my priority but this, I couldn't stand as getting married to the person he wills is more like he's tryna live my life for me.

Realizing my father just step out of the house some minutes ago, I brought out my box, fold some of my stuffs into it and headed downstairs.

Fear was written all over me as I walk with fright as though I'm hiding from the devil. I took a deep breath in as I felt a little bit of relief when I successfully came outside.

I rushed to my car, open the car door and was about starting the car when I heard loud claps from behind me.

"Fuck!" I cussed under my breath when my father started "impressive!"

How did he come to know I was planing to escape? How did he even got into my car?then he continued "this time, I'll teach you a lesson you would ever live to regret!"

He alighted from the car dragged me out aggressively without minding if I would get hurt, took me back to my room and locked the door.

I cried myself to sleep and woke up the next day with a headache and assumed everything was just a nightmare and it wasn't real.

The following morning, out of the blue he made me dress up and forced me into the sitting room and there I met a man approximately 6'3 feet tall, with thick black hair with eyes like caramel brown seated on the sofa in our sitting room. And after a short while I find out it was my suitor.

All the while they discussed, I never hide my feelings as I did expressed them facially despite the fact, my father warned me to pretend to be happy. My father after reaching an agreement with him immediately made arrangement for the wedding.

Some hours later, I over heard my father talking over the phone after Cassian's visit that Cassian was a ruthless mafia, scared about this I felt panicked seeing I was getting married to him in two days!

MARIAH'S P.O.V.

I still couldn't believe I'm tying the knot today with a man I'd no opportunity to court and which I doubt I would ever love.

Preparations for the wedding was going on but I sat down reluctantly on my bed with intentions that I wouldn't step out of the room, when my bedroom door jerked open.

A lady walked into my bedroom and made a brief introduction of herself "well, I'm miss Ivy your hair stylist and makeup artist."

"For what particularly?" I asked pretending not to be aware.

"Isn't today your wedding or aren't you miss Mariah? If I may ask" She asked looking confused.

I exhaled deeply, stood up from my bed and walk to her and said forging a smile "shall we begin"

I sat down at the dressing table getting my makeup done with lot of thoughts coming into my mind.

Seated on a chair facing the mirror with Miss Ivy applying some cosmetic on my face, my father walked to were I'm sitting and said "what'sup my baby girl!"

Why is he even acting as if I'm getting married to my dream guy? Why is he pretending trying to make people feel that everything's fine?

Feeling bittered I didn't respond to him. I deliberately ignored him.

My dad trying to read my mind came close to me, place his arms on my shoulder and whispered into my ear "you better don't fuck things up, understand?"

"Can you cut this shit off, please?" I pleaded with tears pooling in my eyes again.

"I wish I can," he answered nodding his head.

With his cold eyes glaring at me he continued "you know what to do"

"I do not wish for this you know," I said, my voice shaky as I fought to control my tears.

My mind was in disarray. I kept thinking of how my life would be living as a wife to an asshole. Thousands of knot tied themselves up in my stomach as goosebumps gathered in my forehead despite the fact the interior of the room was cold.

He walked closer to the mirror, arranging his tie, he said "cutting these off, is the simplest thing to say, but the most difficult job to carryout. Cassian Gavino is a goddemn beast he wouldn't give a fuck!"

"Is a beast and you still want me to get married to him?" I asked admist the tears that began streaming down my cheeks.

He scooted down closer to me so he could face me, then he said "have you forgotten that Disney story, Beauty and the Beast?" He paused for a while and continued "it was your favourite cartoon when you were seven" standing uprightly he added "the same way Beauty captured the heart of the Beast, you, capture Cassian's heart."

Hurt flashed in my eyes, though I tried to hid it but couldn't so I spoked up this time standing up from the chair "I can't, please just try and understand me".

A sarcastic dry laughter rumbled from his lungs immediately, he turned to miss Ivy and said "please do excuse us for a moment" she walked out of the room then he continued "what did you just said?"

"Dad I-I can't..." I tried repeating myself when he landed me a slap to my utmost surprised.

Seized with trepidation, I watched him with terrified eyes unbuckled his belt and wrapped the belt around his hand.

Would he beat me up just because I expressed my true feelings?

Thoughts of what he wanted to do shrouded my mind when he pounced on me like a lion. Holding me tightly on my T-shirt, I felt a cold whip on my back.

I quivered and pleaded he stop but he wouldn't listen. He beat me to a pulp and after he was done he called miss Ivy and instruct her to use make-up to cover up my bruised face. He also asks I claim it was an accident if Cassian should ask.

I cried my eyes out and since I'd no other choice, I succumbed to his wish to marry Cassian since he'd vowed to take my life if I don't.

Stretching my body while I came out of the bathroom, I took a deep breath of relieve "finally, this shirt's over!" I signed in a momentary joy. I looked at the wall clock, it was 7:55pm nearly two hours after our wedding after party ended.

I wore my usual white pyjamas and felt happy since Cassian isn't around. He left the house immediately we came back without telling me were he was going to, it was okey by me anyway since I'd no crush for him ever since I first saw him.

I'd just sat down on the bed with my phone on my hand to return the endless chats that keeps coming in when Cassian came in.

I dropped the phone I was holding on the bed and was filled with fright when I recalled my father saying, Cassian is a ruthless mafia. Removing his wrist Watch from his hand, he speechlessly move into the bathroom and soon I heard splashes of water which I assumed he was bathing.

He came out few minutes interval dressed with a different cloth, different from the one he wore before entering the bathroom.

Seeing my bruised face he asked with his hard voice "what happened to you?"

"I'd an accident" I replied, following my father's instruction.

"And he didn't told me about it?" He asked. I kept quiet and watched him left the room without saying sorry as I expected.

"Remember he's a ruthless mafia" I whispered to myself.

I continued chatting when he came in with two glasses of wine to my weirdest amazement. Sitting on the bed beside me, he gave me a glass of wine and said "cheers!" With a small smirk spread across his lip.

This was what I least expected.

"Why is he tryna be nice?" I wondered inwardly

"Or is he pretended to be nice just to get through my pants?" I asked myself.

Slipping in some wine into my mouth I tried avoiding his gaze but he just wouldn't stop gazing at me.

"Mm hm..." I cleared my throat trying to start up a conversation when he cuts in, "I think huh, Maxwell Fabian made a great decision"

I got choked at his comments when his phone ringed out aloud "hello, I'll be there in a minute"he answered and left the room.

I climbed down the bed after a while, walking toward the table to drop the empty glass when Cassian came in almost immediately. He stood at the door and only stared at me while I nervously looked away. After staring at me for a short while, he began unbuckling his cloth.

He walked close to me, using his left hand to hold my waist. He tightened his hold on me making me whimper then, I suddenly felt something warm pressed against my neck.

Holy shit!

It was Cassian's lip.

Before I knew, his lips was on mine, it happened fast and unexpectedly. Surprised at his sudden move, I didn't move.

Sucking and stroking my neck with his tongue I let out a low moan which got him more aroused. I tried hard to stifle my moan but his torch had this powerful effect on my body making a ravenous heat spread throughout my whole body. I felt a butterfly havoc in my stomach as I wrapped my arms around his broad shoulders.

I needed him to confess his love for him so I asked "hope you're not gonna break my heart?"

He's a mafia anyway, they're never truly love. These I know but I just wanted Cassian to promise me he's a different person.

"I wouldn't, my love" he said gently and continued kissing me.

I removed my hands from his shoulders down to his trouser, I unbuckled his belt which he did the same by removing my pyjamas. He yanked it away flinging it without minding where it landed.

His lips left mine and in a split second, he yanked away my sweatpants. Cassian at once grabbed my feet off the ground and dropped me on the bed.

He climbed on top of me and in a split second, he penetrated into me.

After a long while, he pulled out in a flash and we both stared at each other weak and exhausted.

I felt my heavy eyes closed as I slept at ease in Cassian arms.

I woke up the following day and what happened between I and Cassian couldn't leave my mind. I never expected my wedding night to be that splendid but since it turned out that way, I'd this fear, Cassian might just be pretending. Thinking about it all, Cassian came inside with a trail in his hands, "it's time for breakfast" he said smiling.

He offered to feed me which I disagreed with, but changed my mind since he insisted.

While I was done eating, Cassian offered to take me on a date and have me pick our honeymoon. Which I accepted.

While we went out on our first date, Cassian was in his best behaviour.

He was quiet and also very nice while he spoke to me.

Everything was going like a perfect marriage not until he started coming home drunk and keeping late nights.

Two weeks after our wedding, he came back home as usual drunked; seeing me on my old nightwear, he slapped me so hard.

Initially, I thought it was because of his drunken state but it wasn't, he called me a whore and became extremely mean.

"Fucking shit! I can't believe you're messing with me right now." He said with a dark smile playing on his lips.

"What the hell are you even talking about?!" I asked as I quivered in fear, though, still amazed by his sudden change of character.

"Seriously?" He chuckled raising his eyebrows.

While he spoke angrily, I took some steps backward in fright but he moved in haste and tried giving me a blow when I ran out of the room. My heart pounding in fear as a thousand thought ran into my head.

He came downstairs almost immediately with a butcher knife in his hand.

Shit!

Is he gonna kill me just because of a fact that he cannot be able to prove. I wondered, as I run round the sitting room looking for a safe heaven.

He caught up with me finally, kicked me off the ground and raised the knife up to hit me. I closed my eyes tightly trembling, as certainly he would hit me with it. When I heard a sound beside me.

Then boom, I heard sounds of a person dropping beside me to the ground.

MARIAH'S POV

I quietly watched them for a while and I was shocked he didn't notice my presence.

After a short while, I called out to him "Cassian!"

Their intimate scene got disturbed and without hesitating he turned around to face me, zipping his trouser, he asked "what are you doing here?"

He came closer to me and added "you didn't informed me you are coming", he said wiping the sweat from his head.

My heart broke into pieces, feeling so emotional I couldn't say a word as I was so lost in thought.

"Are you gonna fucking say something or keep staring at me as though you're dumb?!" Cassian yelled in rage bringing me back to reality.

Why's he even sounding angry when I'm the one who's supposed to be angry? Was something I couldn't figure out.

"I met you pants down with your secretary and this is all you have to say?" I asked. My voice shaky as tears gently roll out of my eyes.

"What about it?" He replied with a smirk on his lips.

"Nothing!" I scuffed in bitter sarcasm.

"Then why are you staring as though it's a big deal?" He asked without betting an eyelid.

Now I know Cassian was an asshole as I first imagined he was the day my father informed me about the wedding.

I was short of words and without showing remorse, he said "now, get the fuck out of my office!" He commanded pointing the door with his right hand.

"Seriously?" I asked bewildered, with tears streaming down my cheeks.

"I have every right to have s*x with whoever I choose and you can do nothing about it" he said with a disparaging smile playing on his lips.

Thoughts of what he did last night came afresh into my memory and without hesitating I left seeing he was looking very angry and unusual.

Immediately I got home I entered into the guest room and shut the door as I reminisce on everything that has been happening in my marriage for some times now.

After a long while Cassian came back home walked right to where I was and yelled at me while I was pinned to the wall.

He rained all manner of abuses on me telling me that I was nothing but a disgrace to him. But the while he insulted me, I didn't replied any as tears keep on streaming out of my eyes.

I felt so miserable and helpless. I couldn't believe Cassian would ever treat me this way talkless of abusing me. I couldn't imagine he easily changed just between a twinkling of an eye at the moment I felt my life was getting back to normal.

At this instance, I begged to be left alone but he didn't till I was out of air and almost passed. Seeing me in such a terrible state, he left me alone and didn't cared if I would die.

He banned me from stepping foot in his room and I had no other choice than stay in the guest room.

We both lived together in same roof as though we were strangers as Cassian didn't showed any concern about me.

I felt so unfortunate seeing the love Cassian first had on me varnished suddenly and all I could see when I look in his eyes was anger. I couldn't factum why he kept on maltreating me in ways I never imagined and also have me locked in the house.

But some days after, I was beginning to experience some unusual changes in my body which without letting him know about it I opt to seek medical attention.

There at the hospital I received a test saying I was pregnant but I couldn't bring myself to tell him and I wouldn't. Cassian didn't care about me and he would certainly hate our child.

Cassian never bothered about me and soon I accepted I was completely alone.

On arriving that same day, few hours after I came back from the hospital, I was informed by a maid that Cassian wanted to have dinner with me. Within me I felt he was beginning to feel my absence and was trying to make amends, trying to act tough, I told her to tell him I wasn't coming when she left the room to deliver my message.

Cassian came in almost immediately, his eyes covered in rage. He pulled me hardly from the bed, holding me tightly on my hair, he dragged me out of the guest room leaving me grouning in pains.

He took me upstairs right inside his room he shut the door and had me handcuffed.

I wondered what the maid had told him, this I imagined but couldn't bring myself to conclude since I wasn't sure she lied to him.

But even if she did, I expected he would tell me about it rather than overreacting.

Tears stained my cheeks and I sniffed my nose, waiting for his next move as an unknown trepidation seized me.

Flabbasgasted I wondered what he wanted to do to me when he opened his wardrobe and brought out a chain and his trouser. He unbuckled his belt from the trouser he brought out from his wardrobe to my utmost surprise.

My mind's immediately went wild. Thoughts of what he wanted to do filled my mind when I crumbled into tears and watched him with terrified eyes.

He forcefully had my both legs chained against the wall.

Gosh!

This man was a psychopath. Because no normal human being would do this to a woman especially one who is his wife.

"What the hell are you tryna do to me?" I asked looking confused and scared.

"Close your eyes" he commanded sounding very authoritative.

"What?" I asked shocked.

"I said, close your fucking eyes!" He growled, rage flashing in his eyes for me.

Why is he being this cold and inhuman?

"Since you don't wanna close your eyes I'll do it myself." He said and walked to the switch and turned off the light.

The entire room was as dark as hell. I could barely see anything not until I had the sound of the door closed.

I felt Cassian had left the room; I took a deep breath of relieve hoping the beast has left when I felt a cold whip on my back.

My eyes widened as tears run out of my eyes like flood waters.

"CASSIAN!" I called out aloud.

"Please stop!" I pleaded but he continued beating me mercilessly as though I was a criminal who committed a crime.

I felt a sharp pain down my back from each of the multiple strokes he flogged me with his belt.

He flogged me without a single remorse till I felt liquids pouring down my back.

I couldn't tell I was bleeding since the room was dark but I kept pleading he stop till my voice cracked.

After a long while, he stopped. He turned on the light and without sparing a second he commanded "take off your clothes!"

I stared at him in bewilderment. Haven't he tortured me yet to his satisfaction?

What did he still want from me? I wondered in deep curiosity.