[Not edited] Alex Dalton a Mafia boss who owns the biggest mafia in the US. He is cold, ruthless and heartless. His job consists of killing, selling drugs and all the illegal things someone could imagine.
And Lilac Rose a beautiful woman who is k...
Now I'm here sitting on a chair surrounded by stylists and god knows. I feel betrayed.
My heart is hurting. My soul is hurting. Fuck I am hurting.
After the stylist finished my make up and my hair, they helped me getting into my wedding dress.
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Everything was ready, ready for my end. I couldn't escape it this time my life is going to be ruined just like I got ruined. My innocence taken away and now my life is slipping through my hands. I don't have the power neither the chance to escape.
I was looking at myself in the mirror, hating everything. I wanted to rip this dress off of me and kill myself here and now. I hate every fucking second of this so called "wedding day".
Aidens house was a huge maison and the ceremony will be held here. The guest were already arriving and the others could probably read the nervousness off of my face.
NO! This ceremony can't be held. I don't want to be with Aiden. He's a piece of shit. And if Alex won't get me out of here, my fucking death will.
And I had to find something that will help me.
I walked to the side of the bed where Aiden sleeps and opened the drawer of the nightstand. To my luck, there was a pocket knife. Enough to kill me.
Then I heard the door open and saw how Aiden realized that I searched in his drawer. He was looking at me, wearing a black suite with a black tie, I didn't like the view.
Then he walked so fast into my direction, I was horrified.
"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING ON MY NIGHTSTAND" he yelled his eyes falling to the pocket knife in my hands.
"LILAC WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU HUH? ANOTHER SUICIDE ATTEMPT IN MIND I SEE."
He just took the pocket knife out of my hands and put it into the pocket of his suit.
He just stared at me in disbelief and slapped me on my cheek, probably leaving a red mark.
"FUCKING BITCH TRY THIS AGAIN AND YOU WILL SPEND OUR WEDDING NIGHT IN THE CELL, I SPECIALLY PREPARED FOR MY UNOBEDIENT WIFE."
"I'm sorry" I said in a small voice.
"Good girl." he said stroking the cheek he slapped just seconds ago.
I teared up. I had enough of the constant pain, others liked to put me through. I was tired of living.
How would have my life been if my parents would have been in the picture? A question nobody has an answer to. Not even me.
A happy family, a dream that will never come true.
"Baby you coming?" Aiden asked holding his arm out to me. It was time. Time for my misery.
