For the first time in my life, I wasn't feeling anything.
I was just numb.
I lay there, unable to process my circumstances. Im sat in my new bed, next to my husband, who is practically the most vile and arrogant person to walk the planet. Im forever stuck in an eternal wonder about this man - and my new life.
Why didn't my family tell me about the mafia? It's not like I was sheltered.
I learnt about this man last night, all the families he has killed, all the lives he has stolen.
I was given a tour of the mansion, its extravagance took my breath away, maids working away, guards stood in every corner; so quiet that you'd mistake the house for being empty, but infact it was far from that.
Valentino is a complete dick, but im layed right beside him, he lays on his back, shirtless and in grey sweatpants, I wonder if he knows how hot he is - any dickhead would.
They also took my phone away for 'safety' but its just because I argued with him on the way here.
Just because he's a big fucking boss to everyone else does not mean he will treat his wife like scum off of his shoe.
They already moved everything into half the closet, the rest of it was filled by all his suits.
In the morning, apparently I will overgo defence training.
fuck my entire life.
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"Wake up." Valentino said as I opened my eyes, expecting to see him at the bottom of the bed, but no. He was stood at the side of me, towering over.
"What for?" I groaned.
"Self defence. If you dont get up ill strip you of all your clothes and call people in." That woke me up.
That devil probably wasn't lying.
Immediately, I jumped up, pulling up my sweatpants and pulling down my satin tank top that had rode up in the night.
"How long do I have, valentino?"
He checked his watch.
"30 minutes. That includes breakfast and I dont care if you have some. Javier will come to your room and bring you to the self defence training room. "
"Kay." Walking to the bathroom, I turned around and went to close the door but Valentino stopped it
"And dont talk to anyone." He did a sarcastic smile.
I flashed him a dirty look and closed the door.
I dont have much supplies left but its whatever.
I turned on the water before getting undressed and making sure the water was the perfect temperature.
Stepping in, I allowed the water to trickle down my hair and face. Today was going to be a long one.
I shaved everything and washed my hair and body, after I applied lotion and put on my black define jacket and some nike leggings.
I put my hair in a pony, allowing two pieces to astray at the front.
Laying on my bed- our bed, I waited for Javier, until a knock finally sounded.
"Hello? Elizabeth? Its Javier we need to go to training now." A spanish accent sounded. I jumped up and walked outside to see him.
His hair was curly, his blue eyes accentuating his dark curls. He wore a light grey skin tight top and some black joggers. He led me into the basement, which Valentino said i could never go in alone.
We were led into a room with few people in, working out. He led me towards a few mirrors and a mat.
"Okay. First I want you to punch me in the face."
"What?" I laughed- is he joking?
"No no... im serious" his accent showed alot as he chuckled.
"If you're sure.." I said.
Fuck this guy had no idea what was coming for him.
I swung my fist towards his face, and he toppled over onto the ground unconscious.
"Shit." I whispered, kneeling down to look at him, no one had noticed, fuck he needs to wake up. It felt like a million years while I was staring at him until someone finally broke the tension and stared fucking daggers into my back therefor I spun around to see the one and only Valentino.
Am I going to be like- arrested?
did you do this?" He stepped close enough so that I could smell his cologne. His face was as straight as a plastic ruler - not bendy.
"Uhm.." I said in a quiet voice, scared of what he would do, but he smiled? What's up with him? He's being weird.
"I should've hired a stronger man, huh?" he winked before telling someone to go clean him up. How patronising was that?
He walked off, leaving me in shock.
I needed something to show him im not weak and that did it.
I stayed still, looking at everyone around.
Men boxed in a ring, some practiced knives, women also boxed - but there was more men.
My thoughts were interrupted by someone tapping my shoulder, turning to him, i saw a very... sweaty man.
"Hey, are you new here?" He asked, a British accent coming out.
"Um no, my husband says I need self defence training here, why?" I smiled.
"I couldnt stop myself from introducing myself, your beauty compelled me, like" he widened his eyes. " ariel."
He rested his hand on my shoulder and laughed some more, he towered over me so his hands lay low on my waist, the touch sent an uncomfortable wave of shivers around me.
This guy needs to get off me - I can smell the BO from here.
His body heat radiated onto mine until his eyes flickered to my ring, making him take a short breath before opening his mouth (again)
"But hey, dont tell your husb-"
"Marcus." he said.
He winked and turned around to see Valentino.
But very quickly his smile faded as Valentino stood still, his face stern and pissed.
" I see you have met my wife."
"Shes y-your wife?" He asked, his voice shaking and his chest slowly beating faster.
"Sí." Valentino nodded.
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A/N. 1000 words
18/12/23
Be kind bc I wrote this on the way home from school😭😭
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