Twenty Nine

Her eyes finally fell open but looking up was not an option as she tried to look away from him but Mariana really knew she had to do this before giving her body to him.

She knew she had to this now before she changes her mind.

"I am married " she whispered, her voice soft with pain and defeat but her words sharper that spears and knives attacking his heart.

Anger rushed through his blood like venom.

Sadness, betrayal, lies.

He felt like the whole world around him was starting to move forward locking him in a four walled room.

"Marco " she whispered but got no reply as he tried to move far away from her, her hand held on to his wrist making him look down at her
" please let me explain "

If she thought, she saw flames in his eyes then her sentence made it even worse.

Not wanting to do what he will regret afterwards Marco stood up striding towards the door to his room.

Mariana stared at him then shook her head.

She wasn't going to let him leave like that, jumping on to her feet she ran past him to the door and locked it.

Pulling out the keys, she threw them on the floor and kicked them out through the small space below the door.

Marco stared at her with amusement as his fingers moved through his hair more roughly.

"Mariana.." He growled staring at her but she just shook her head looking up at him.

"Am going to explain Marco and please you have to listen.."

"What's there to explain, how your husband loves you so much ?" He roared and she flinched.

Suddenly she laughed so hard holding her stomach, it felt forced, empty and painful to pierce his heart.

" you make it sound like I was happy " She whispered as tears fell down her eyes, she couldn't hold on standing as her legs gave away.

She leaned on to the door but then slid down hiding her face in her palms she sobbed loudly.

Marco stood silent watching her, wanting to hold her but couldn't move.

"My mom left when I was six and my dad became my everything. Alessandro Romano was not your typical dad but he was mine " she whispered wiping her tears and staring far into space.

" I love you so much soya bean" he whispered and she snorted

"I love you too dad, now stop calling me that " he chuckled at her patting her head like his new cat in the room.

"He was an assassin, famously known as The Shadow and he taught me all I knew " Marco stumbled back a little staring at her with wide eyes.

"Dark shadow, the ex leader of the Cobras" he replied and she nodded.

" Maria could you be serious, your going to rule the underworld assassins one day " her father whispered and she giggled.

" Am just playing with you old man, don't get any grey hairs" she replied

"He taught me all I know, the speed and Tactics of the games as he used to call it but that's not the fact.
I met a man with beautiful green eyes that could charm any girl, he was an Angel Marco. I stupidly fell in love with him " wiping a tear she looked back down at her lap.

" Hi am Valente Russo " he whispered, his eyes shone as he looked at her.

She shook his hand and whispered " Mariana "

" Just like any 16 year old, I was a hopeless romantic to realise that a man who is Seven years older than me wanted something from me. I called it love and I was happy when he proposed not realising that it was all fake.

"... Mari, your the best thing that ever happened to me. Please marry me love "

My father died in an accident and I was left alone, at that time being next to my fiance seemed right but he refused and said that can happen when we are married "
A bitter smile took over her lips.

"I agreed, I loved the man so what would have gone wrong. My wedding day was the happiest and saddest day of my life.

" .. I promise to be by your side forever and love you always until death do us apart " he vowed staring deep in her eyes

It wasn't big but simple and beautiful, looking at the man I love all dressed in white and me in a cream dress that was later burnt. It was a day I could never forget. "
Another smile blessed her lips, she kept staring in to space afraid of Marco's reaction.

"On my wedding night, I realised that it was all fake. The same man I had married killed my dad and only wanted my place as the next heir of the cobra's.

My dear husband said that having all my properties was enough to boast him in the Mafia world. All he yearned for was my power, and influence.
I found out on the same night that my father had sold me to him before we met, he mocked me telling me how disgusting it was to act all romantic

" Useless brat, you thought I could ever love you" he spat holding her hair tightly making her look in his eyes.

"You are so useless that even your daddy sold you off like a slave " he added, she wanted to look away as tears fell down but he wouldn't let her

" It hurt so much Marco, I was ready to leave every thing to him and find my way in this world. I tried to fight with all my dad taught me so I could leave but he was far stronger than me.

He hit me so hard, and called his men into the room who tied me up " Mariana chuckled bitterly as her eyes closed on their own.

" she is all yours for now, I don't do virgins my dear wife "

"I was robbed of my innocence by three men who didn't care if I got hurt in the process on the floor of my marital room with my husband sitting in a chair with a cigarette in his hand as he watched.

And you know what he thought of it, that I was getting prepared for him cause he simply hated virgins. I passed out that night " A tear escaped her closed eyelids, now she could hear her screams and muffled cries where as Valente's laughter rung through her ears

" Valente please don't do this..." She cried but he just chuckled