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CHAPTER ONE || IMANI

Fear.

Fear; an unpleasant feeling triggered by the perception of danger, real or imagined.

Fear can be so many thing, but for me that was always. Relationships.

I was scared of making someone unhappy, not being perfect. Not being there or being on my hands and knees at there every beck and call. (which is what my father told me a good wife always required).

"Babe?" my fiancée shakes my hand and my eyes are meet by a tall man opening the door.

"Welcome to the Emerson miss" the concierge says while sticking his hand inside the Uber.

This was the first family vacation we had taken since my mom passed away due to her cancer. It was just me, my older and younger brother, my older brothers wife, my dad, and his sad excuse of a wife and my fiancée, Max.

Max walks around the back of the car with both our suitcases and plants a kiss on my forehead. His lips felt a little crusty. But I guess i'll give him a pass since we are in the desert.

Me and my family start our trek into the hotel lobby. Its beautiful. Theres a large crystal chandelier in the middle of the room and a fountain with three marble lady's surrounding it.

My dad's here on "buisness". Which really means he's here to negotiate more money and property over to the Russo's. Oh yeah my dad's the boss of a Mafia. Which I don't know I gave up trying to remember.

"This is fucking gourgeous" my older brother, Christan, states before dropping his bag and picking up his wife, spinning her around, and kissing her passionately.

"God save it for the room" my younger brother, Anthony, says rolling his eyes picking up Christan's bag making sure no one trips on it.

"Trust me we will our rooms are right next to eachother, you'll hear is trying to make another baby alllllll night" Christan says.

"Hold up lets try and get this one out first" his wife, Lily, says before kissing him.

I flinch at his words. God I want a family like theres. They have two little girls and a little boy on the way.

I have been told I could never have kids. Or if I did concieve the pregnancy could be very high risk. And my husband despises me for it.

I tried to leave him multiple times. To get away from the abuse and only beeing seen as a maid or a sex doll. I cant even remeber the last time I've came from him he only lasts two minutes or less and doesn't care If i've cum yet.

But he was the first love of my life and my dad loves him and are buisness partners so it be pretty hard leaving. Thats the only reason im hear with him on my shoulder right now.

We check in and me and Max go to our room. Its on the 49 floor. "Wanna go to the pool bae?" I say while placing my suitcase on the bed. "no im going to the club" he says while placing a wad of cash in his pocket and walking out the door.

He left out one word "strip".

He's been cheating on me for years and he knows I know. He just doesnt care.

I place his suitcase on one bed and mine on the other. I dont wanna sleep with that man child.

"Then i'll go to the pool myself" I say outloud before going into my suitcase and pulling out my black bikini. I take off my clothes and slip on the bikini and a pair of sandals. I grab my sunglasses I was wearing earlier and walk out the hotel room.

I go down the elevator and a hallway and catch a few stares from some odd men and eventually make it down to the pool and grab a towel from a worker.

I lay it down on one of the tan pool chairs and make my way in.

Fuck the waters cold. I just walk around and eventually warm up to the water.

As Im sitting on the ledge of the pool sipping a vodka slushie I hear little girl crying near the deep end of the pool.

"Gio, Gio help me!!" she says. I look around and no one seems to care.

I place down my drink and dive in the water and swim over to the little girl.

I pick her up into my arms and she burys her head in the crook of my neck.

"Thank you pretty" she says while gripping onto me for dear life.

I get out the pool and adjust her onto my hip. "Whats your name sweetie" I say still looking around for a Gio. "Valeria" she says with a shaky voice.

"Okay wheres your parents or "Gio" I say walking out the pool entrance. "i dont know" she cries.

God I feel bad for her. I know what it feels like to get left by your parents.

"Well find th-" I start to say before being knocked on to the ground.

Suddenly everything goes black

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I regain conciousness and try to stand up but quickly fall down.

"What where you doing with my daughter?!" I hear a man's voice yells behind me. Who the fuck.

"She was looking for someone, a-a-a-a a Gio" I say still on the floor.

Suddenly the man picks me up by my throat pinning me against the wall. "Tell me who the fuck you are and I won't tear you limb from limb" his Italian accent thick. That fucking turned me on.

"Im Imani Devant" I say with a smirk his hand grabs my face making me look directly up at him.

God hes hot.

His fluffy black hair sits on the top of his head, he has a light stubble and coffee brown eyes. His clothes were tight showing off every muscle on his body. He had large fingers with tattoos and rings scattered about. His plump pink lips were wet as he licked them looking down at me. God I wanna fuck him. His above 6ft frame towers over me as he moves in closer.

"i needa punish you for messing with my daughter" he says with a smirk.

I hope its what I think.

"What is it?" I say smiling as he slips a finger into my mouth.

"Pull down those panties"

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