The Mafia's Redemption

ri

ures of stiff bodies scattered all around in the chaos. Bodie

lished black shoe stops me. I lift my gaze, to

t grazes over the bridge of my n

e is," th

from the corner

ght Elvis at the mercy of a gr

essed for our wedding. Aren't you, little angel?" the man says, pulling m

e cuffs my neck with his th

orner, approaching us with a stick after managin

to the floor before

ng me on the face. I find myself falling helplessly as tho

The whiff of my sweat fills my nostrils as I regain

fam

me horrific smell. A day that revealed my father

lang of metals. Wide-eyed, I realize the chains clasped arou

scream, terro

up from a chair in front of a fir

ce, princess," he repli

aning towards me as he p

hing profusely, sweat tingli

," He resumes full posture and walks away. My eyes trail his features. And for the first time,

at the same stupid act and it would be the end of you,

he door far ahead, o

ns toward the dusty d

stomach churn with fear

. A complete wreck, yet someone took time t

as a priest walks in, guided in by

e's E

our priest for the hour," he replie

id you do to him, you bloody

's only one husband. Me. And, It's our

y to me and bac

we pr

e a joke. W

riest is guided to our front

ing some words, cle

ll up you..." I order the p

cheek. The pain forces me to be quiet as I notice the situation I'm in. It must be the same people that kidnapped me. T

display. Proceed," he turns t

ked in tears as the priest continues ch

aria Giovanni, as mine," the

rror as he turns to me, "It's you

," the priest sa

death to claim me as your wife. You wouldn't dare lift a finger if h

him," his reply splattered with pride, adju

s send shivers down my spine. Not out of pity for my late f

e to kill you if you di

r wife, Luca," I spit, my s

ind of man he is. A hungry beast who would stop at nothing t

. You leave me wit

table filled with weapons and a bag o

im in,"

swings open and a ma

lv

ul death. Nothing less, I promise," Luca threate

. Please let hi

t would be a delight to have him

from his pain, dress his wounds, but all I can do is swing around the chains holding me down. His c

. I'll take

ith pure hatred for

rve you," I hear Elvis' broken w

nd tapping my cheeks while I recite the vows, igno

me to the beast, giving him right to everything in my name, everythin