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Stella's pov

I woke up with the sound of ocean waves coming into my ears. Meaning, that we have reached our weeding destination....Roman's private island. I slowly opened my eyes welcoming the pitch black room with dim lighting, though it has biggest sliding window and door covered with black curtains.

I slowly looked at Roman leaning against the wall like a dark shadow, like he was waiting for me to wake up.

"Afternoon love" he said while taking a sip of his drink. I didn't know what to say. It's like I am walking on eggshells around him.

"Don't want to great your husband Stella" he prowled towards me and before I realized, he was directly before me looking down with pitch black eyes. I pulled the covered tighter around me.

He chuckled and leaned down more, his warm breath was all I was feeling on my neck.

"You know why I'm mad kitten" I audibly gulped, hating how he felt enormous hovering over me.

"No...I don't" I whispered. I was desperately trying to run away from him. Did he know about us, but that's not possible.

He finished his drink & took a step back... "Then allow me to inform you" with that he smashed the glass on the wall making me shout in the response. I jumped out form the bed trying to run for the door but roman was fast enough to catch my hand throwing me back to the bed.

I tried to sit on the bed ...but he hovered over me looking me like a predator looks at his prey.

"R..R..roman" I sutter. Tears feel my eyes as I remembered similar incident happening in the past, when I tried to run away & always ended in miserable condition.

"R..R..ROMAN..WHAT" he said, wrath was penetrating from his tone.

"I don't know" I said finally calming my voice.

"Of course you don't" he stands up & made his way towards the drawer. He pulled out the rope and looked at me with an evil smirk. I know what was coming next to me but I can't do anything. Even if I tried to do something he will make it worse for me.

"Allow me to inform you" he whispered in my ear.

"Hands" I pulled my hands from behind and gave it to him. He slowly started to tie it down with the rope making sure it will leave marks.

"You know for the past couple of months ...a gang was trying to put me down." He said and bends towards my waist using another rope & tied it with the bedpost.

"So me and my brothers tried to hunt them down" he said with no expression at all. I know it was the clam before the storm. Why he is telling me this.

"But you know what happened" he asked finally tightly securing the rope around my feet.

"What" I said even though I don't want to know about his mafia business.

"We were threatened by them not once...not twice but FUCKING THRICE." With that he pushed me down to the bed. My head landed on the pillow, but my body started to feel the pain because of the rope.

"But that's not the reason why I'm angry" he said hovering over me again trying not to put his weight on me.

" w..why ar..e y..you angry r..roman" I stuttered and hiccupped, fresh tears was oozing from my eyes.

"Because you fucking bitch planned to run away from me" he seethed in anger. He tightens his hold on my neck leaving me breathless.

"I wanted to kill you that day...how dare you" he whispered. "I wanted to slam your pretty head against the club wall until you understand that there is no fucking way to escape me." He growled in pure rage.