Tied to the devil

Little princess

If the Italian is wrong don't blame it blame google translate.🤦‍♀️

Maia POV

4 years ago

Waking up I wince at the pain in my legs. I spent the last two days in the dark room honestly, it's just normal at this point.

I hop out of bed taking a quick shower before getting ready for the day. Whatever my father wants me to do I need to be ready for, he gets angry if I'm not prepared.

There's a faint knock at the door "Entra". I whip my head around to see mamma a smile growing on my face.

Shes my joy my light in the darkness. The only thing that keeps me going each day. We rely on one another, we live for one another.

"Buongiorno amore" her soft voice music to my ears. (Good morning sweetheart) "Buongiorno a the" I chime back. (Good morning to you to) My mamma is so beautiful her skin is blemish free and her eyes are bright and cheerful, I hope one day I will look like her.

We had this dream that we would envision when I was little, I would always think it would come true I think even mamma did at some point.

We wanted a cottage house in the countryside, only small, we wanted to be close together. We would have a huge garden full of flowers and trees, just being able to run and play as much as we wanted. No other people in sight just us and our cottage and maybe a dog, I would always request a dog when we finish describing our dream house.

Obviously, it would be called sparkles.

"Tesoro, oggi incontri qualcuno di molto importante, quindi devi comportarti al meglio. Vestiti velocemente, arriveranno presto." She stutters nervoulsy the happy tone dropping. (Honey, you are meeting someone very important today so you need to be on your best behaviour. Get dressed quickly they will be here soon.)

My mamma never gets nervous so I know its something my father told her to do. I hate it when he uses her to tell me bad news or something I dont want to hear, he knows I wont get angry at her. I love her too much.

Shes my weakness.

It's 9 o'clock and I waiting in the lounge as my father requested whilst I wait for the mystery person to arrive. The maids made me dress up and do my make up so the person must be someone special, probably one of my father's business partners or something. He as uses me to get them to agree to his demand many times, he calls me in to 'seal the contract' basically making me kiss the pricks.

Dylan died because I kissed him, but these men don't. Fucking hypocrite.

I can hear the front door open and then my father's revolting voice, he will call me in when I am needed. I can't quite make out what they are saying but I definitely heard my name. Great.

After patiently waiting a maid walks it telling me to join them, I flatten out my dress and brush my hair behind my shoulders, how I have been taught to present myself. I keep my head high ad confident only to see my father and a young man maybe in his late 20's early 30's.

I can't help but feel like I have seen him before, someone how he looks familiar.

"Maia this is Fausto Ronchi, he has come to see you" my father speaks politely which is rare. Also why is he speaking in English, I'm a little rusty honestly.

Why does this Fausto guy want to see me anyway? I thought I was irrelevant to my father.

I hold out my hand letting the man kiss it, its normal around here. "Nice to meet you Sir" I speak not knowing exactly what to call him. "Just call me Fausto little princess" the man says in a deep raspy tone. Little princess that a new name and I don't like it, but I guess I am going to suck it up for now.