Niccoló's wife ✔

PRECAUTION & TEASER

PLEASE READ THIS.

Before starting with the story. I would like to mark a few points.

So... here goes nothing.

Warning: THIS STORY WILL BE DARK AS FUCK!

1) The character is shy and weak... and there will be abused in this story.

2) She will not defend herself.

3) She will be pushed into things she do not like. And she will not QUESTION‼

4) The male character is dominant AF, and is ruthless, he is pushy and evil... very evil.

5) There will be some stupid decisions made by the character. So if you're expecting the characters to be Einstein. Please don't waste your brain cells on that. They are clearly not Einstein.

6) To disobey comes a punishment.

7) The male character is Italian. So the Italian words will be marked in italics.

8) And lastly. The book will be in third person's POV

9) If I make a mistake, please inform me.

Thank you for clicking to my story.

There will be strong language, mature content, abuse, harassment.

Buckle up marshmallows.

Your about to be planted ona emotional rollercoaster.

Because unlike my all stories this one will be dark and very evil.

LOVE

XOXOXO

@SUGARLOVE

<3

Now as promised 

'Will I be the villain of the story if I said I love you?'

~Niccoló Martinez

'He is not the villain of my story, and I love him.'

~Scarlett Benson.

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The girl who sat at the corner of her own bed, had tears streaming down her face, she looked at her own sister, step sister? The word 'sister' now felt bitter on her tongue, her sister sat on her husbands' lap in a skimpy outfit, which consisted of barely nothing, the girl had her hand clamped on her mouth as she looked at her husband horrified, if that was the punishment she would be getting, if she would've knew she would've never went out of room, but she did.

And now she is paying.

She cried hard and bit onto her fist to control the sob which was threatening to escape her mouth, now she tasted copper, which was not a very pleasing taste, but nothing could compare to the heartache she felt at the moment.

Niccoló could see the blood trailing down her fist, which she was biting on, his heart clenched, she would do something silly again, he knew, she was this damn innocent.

He pushed the girl off his lap as she fell with a hard thud.

"Out."

That word was enough to get the girl scampering out of the door.

He beckoned Scarlett towards him as she shook her head in response, and the pathetic sob broke out of her, leaving her in hiccups and snots. She was damn cute when she cried. Her already rosy cheeks flushed and her nose red, her plump lips more plump and inviting, he could think of a thing or two he could do with those lips. And he did what he did not do usually, he moved, but he was ready to move this time.

He bent down before her, tucking a long piece of ink black hair which escaped her braid, behind her ear, she recoiled as she buried her face in her knees, and she refused to look at him. Her body shuddered with another wave of sobs as she cried harder, the base of her fisted hand, on which she was biting on, now soaked the front of her skirt, she buried her face more deeper, as Niccoló raked a hand through his hair, he was not a very impatient man. He pulled her hand away from her mouth and just like that the dam broke and she felt all the pain wash her down. She tried to pull her hand out of his grasp as he held more tightly, and just like she felt the anger push her.

She punched his chest with her free and wounded hand. Repeatedly

"Why would you do this? If you want to kill me, do not kill me a hundred times per minute. End this for once. Don't hurt me like that. Don't!" exhausted she fell into his chest as she cried, his arms wrapped around her and he clutched her close as he mumbled the words no one would hear. Only her.

"Mi dispiace Tesoro. Perdonami."

Translation is coming right away sir/ma'am *wink*

(I am sorry sweetheart. Forgive me.)

LOVE

XOXO