Fatal Desires

iends in beautiful floral dresses and floral shirts. But there I was, engulfed in a sea of unfamiliar faces, marrying a man I despised more than anyone in the world, in a vineyard on his estate. I ha

ut the couple getting married;

ble floor for the most part, avoiding any eye contact unless required. But even though I was not looking at anything, I could feel eyes on me and with each second passing, the feeling was getting more and more intense. I raised my head and looked around the room. It took few seconds for my eyes to meet the darkest shade of green eyes staring at me from across the room. The young man stoo

oice, jolted me back a

in front of me and he had to be the

hands with his right hand while the oth

kable," Giuseppe said, and I could fee

m happy you appreciate my wife's beauty," Salvat

ing his hands to me, and I hesitat

e to stretch out my hand to take Giuseppe's. Giuseppe's large, sw

snatch my hand away and run across the room to tuck myself as far away as pos

on your wedding

ping that his attention wou

tinued, his attention still on

ated, my voice bare

Giuseppe's. I glanced at Salvatore, hoping that he would help me. Made men were supposed to be possessive, r

rm, Giuseppe," Salvatore responded

vatore. Was he doing what I thought he was? O

illed my ears, drawing

said, a grin on his face a

hand and walked away. I would have sighed with relief if my mind wa

cially from their wives and I had been bracing myself for that with little to no success. And now there was a probability of other men being thrown in

g to survive this? Or I was better off in a cemete

wled in my ear as I f

g up to see Salvatore ha

ting you," he sai

for a moment, my mind still stuck in a trance. Salvatore's fingers dug into my midriff again and I alm

said, his voice tight and

to say a word since I co

n resting well since the wedding

e her out for a while so that she can get some fresh air," The Boss suggest

" Salvat

he led me out of the room. We rounded a corner, and we were out

is to act pretty and smile at whoever you need to smile at. Not ac

to argue but he shut

elia and you do exactly what I tell you to do. I do

k my h

d plaster a smile in that face and act

not sayi

ed my features, trying my best not to let

lroom. I followed him, hoping and praying that I did not have t

ed up wondering what was going on. I wondered if God ha

eamed going down and closing my ears with my hands.

and I screamed as severa

es on how I would have preferred the night to end. But then life had not been g

im, but everybody was distracted and would not care about me. Salvatore certainly didn't care. Because when I looked up, he was

ut to dash towards it when I felt my hair being pulled. I screamed with pain as hold my head and ge

of here," Salv

an he was ordering, was the green eyed guy who h

me up like I weighed nothing and put me over his shoulder. I was kicking and shouting but he was not letting go until we were outside. He