Valentino

II

CATALINA

Oh my he looks so yummy. He's so pretty.
A tall man dressed in a suit continued to walk down the stairs as he buttoned his suit. He's so cute. Awww. His longish black hair fell down to the middle of his neck. He cleans up very well.

I began to feel very nervous. I looked down at my feet before feeling a breeze past me. I look back up to see he's gone.

Oh. It's ok, maybe he needed to do something. I mumbled to myself slowly before meeting my brothers back at the dining room.

They stood there quietly. The man, well. Valentino. Did not spare me a glance. I'm going to marry a man who doesn't want to look at me. My eyes started to brim with tears before sucking them back in. I feel small in this room with men.

Uhm. Ok. This is very awkward.

"Catalina, this is Valentino, your future husband. You will move into his house tomorrow and be married the same day," My papa announced. I nodded hesitantly before walking towards Valentino. I raised my hand to shake his, but he stared at my hand as if I was like a peasant. I coughed a little before bringing my hand down to my side.

The silence was interrupted by the maids coming round with food on the long dining table. Everyone started to sit down in chairs surrounding the dining table. I took a seat next to my Aless.

He held my hand tightly letting me know it's going to be ok. I don't know if I'm going to be ok, he doesn't like me at all. I practically almost started to cry but I held it in. I started to fork my pasta slowly, I have no appetite.

Valentino doesn't spare me looks throughout the rest of dinner. It's quiet. After the long quiet painful dinner, papa said goodbye and we all left. Valentino left right after he finished eating loudly, clicking his shoes back up the stairs. I nodded before getting into the backseat of the car.

"Lina," Aless began. I let it all out. My sobs loudly clouded the car. Aless pulled me into his chest before whispering sweet nothings.

"He hates me Aless, I can't marry him," I let out as the sobs made my talking jumbled. No one talked after that. I continued to cry and cry until we got home. Papa looked guilty, but left me in my room. I let it all out while hugging my pillows softly.

I could already tell my eyes were swollen, and cheeks were flushed.

I fell asleep into a deep slumber, no more cries came from me that night.

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VALENTINO

She's a beauty. Her small frame, and her chubby cheeks flushed as she saw me walk down the stairs. She bit her lips softly, and I wanted to wrap my hand around her hair demanding those lips to my cock.  God, she's a little thing. I didn't spare her anymore looks that night. I knew I was going to corrupt the little thing, it's best not to look like a weakling. I didn't need a weakness.

She almost started to cry when I didn't acknowledge her. God I couldn't bear to look at her after dinner. I left the dining table knowing I would get a lecture from my father. He's leaving his place to me now, it's time I grow up. No more fucking girls, she is only here to conjoin companies and families. She is nothing, she will be nothing.

"Valentino, Catalina is your future wife, you will not ever do that again," My father lectured me loudly, I couldn't bear to even spare a glance at him. He isn't worth it.

"She's nothing but a spoiled brat, I don't care she' s nothing but to tie the families together," I spat out of my mouth, nothing but lies. After my father left the room I drank my sorrows away. It was to get her out of my head. That was the truth. A sweet little baby, so goddamn adorable. She's so little barely even reaches my chest. Those full lips feel against my own.