Chapter Thirty nine
I finish my breakfast and go change into a sundress, who knows who Cyrus wants me to meet. And what did he mean when he told me to tell Margret about our honey moon, what honeymoon? He locked me up and starved me is what my honeymoon looked like. After I am down I go down stairs and find Cyrus talking to a guy I have seen around the house sometimes
“Hey princess, too your time didn’t you” Cyrus says as he beckons me to him with his hand, he says it like a joke but I now its criticism. I follow him and take his offered hand as he pulls me next to me facing the other man
“Denis you know my wife, the princess of the famiglia. Bella this is Denis and he is going to be your security from now on. I know you had one at home but since you’re now my wife I have to make some changes”
“Why? He was the family soldier and we are still the same family”
“Well sweetie, he was loyal to your father and reported your every move back to him. You’re now my wife and I want someone loyal to me who reports your every move to me. Is that okay princess?” he says ‘sweetie’ the way my mother says to me. I sigh and agree with whatever he says, it’s not like that’s going to change anything
“Fine whatever. Hello Denis and I look forward to seeing you around” I say giving him a hand that he hesitates taking until he gets a go ahead from his boss.
“Thank you mam, ill just be outside if you need anything” he says as he starts taking his leave but I am only eighteen, I am not going to be called a mam like I am forty
“Bella is fine” I say to him before he leaves, he looks at Cyrus again for confirmation
“It’s either madam or Mrs. Cinnati, I can’t have my soldiers calling my wife Bella, like you’re a pair of school girls” Cyrus says and dismissing Denis in the process with his hand. Denis immediately takes his leave
I release myself from his hold and turn to face him, he smiles at me and pulls me back to me like he is a loving husband and we are a loving couple.
“You can’t be mad at that; do your soldiers at home call your mother by her first name?”
“No”
“Exactly. You’re a princess and one day you’re going to be their queen, remember that”
“why do I even need a body guard when I get even get out of the house anyway, so he can make sure I don’t escape your lovely castle?”
“what are you talking about, of course you can leave anytime you want. I already added your finger print to open the door, but please don’t leave without a guard. Our enemies are everywhere and things with the Bratva and Irish are not set into paper yet, you be careful okay?”
“Okay, but what about my phone, can I have it back now?”
“There is a new one in your bedside table, didn’t you see it? I had to change it since I knew your father was tracking the old one. I can’t have your father monitoring our lives”
“So you are going to be tracking me now? I don’t see the difference”
“Of course you wouldn’t, your too sheltered” he says while he traces his finger on my lower lip and then he kisses me. Its short and simple, nothing to write home about and then his phone rings and he whispers in my ear
“You want to come to my room tonight?” I hesitate and tense, I can’t refuse straight away so I decide to play the long game
“You’ll just have to wait and see” I whisper back and he chuckles letting me go
“I have to go, see you later” he says before he kisses my forehead and leaves.
I have to think of a reason and a way to avoid Cyrus tonight and probably a long term way to stay from his sights. He wants me, he is home now it’s bound to happen soon and I am not ready for it. Not yet
I go into the bedroom and find my brand new iphone. Would you look at that, he changed my number too because there is a note on the box that tells me he has already given our parents my number and saved my new phone with important contacts. It has a bunch of calls and messages especially from my mother. I call her first; she is super excited to hear from me and asks the most awkward question
“So how was your honeymoon?”
“Well…okay I guess”
“Cyrus is such a romantic, I told him how you have wanted to visit Italy but never really got around to it and he too you there for your honeymoon, isn’t that just romantic? He sent us your pictures, you looked wonderful as usual”
“Wait, Cyrus told you he took us to Italy for our honeymoon?”
“But of course, was it supposed to be a secret? He sent us pictures, he didn’t tell you?”
“Oh I just thought he kept it quite for security reasons, is that why you didn’t call me?”
“You forgot your phone at home and Cyrus wanted the two of you to take your two weeks honeymoon without any interference from the outside world, he only sent us pictures so we wouldn’t have to worry. How was the Caribbean? I haven’t been there before, did you enjoy the beaches?”
“The Caribbean, he told you about that?” I love my mom but she can be so clueless sometimes, especially when it comes to me. Her only daughter.
“Yes he said you spent one week in the Caribbean then finished your honeymoon in Italy. I know it’s too early to come visit and you can’t come home the for a few days but I can’t wait to see you and talk all about it”
“I am actually not doing anything now I could just pop by”.
“Oh no that won’t be appropriate what would people say and we live next door to your in laws. It’s okay; I can wait a few days” that sucks. I just came from my honeymoon, I am married and I cant sleep at home anymore like I used to.
“Okay mom, I can’t wait”
“Me too honey, later”
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