Unlucky in the game of love
Steal the heart of Italy
"Please don't do this to them, please," I said, begging for the first time in my life.
"What wrong they did to you?"
"Please leave them, please"
"Hey love, listen, relax. Ok, I gonna leave them f...
I kept my eyes on the portrait in front of me. I can't take my eyes off it. It's exactly me with a long anarkali suit.
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It's not a picture but a painted portrait. It look so realistic but why is it here?
Then I looked downward towards the owner of this mansion. He is smirking looking at my face. I constantly glacing at him to say something. He finally understood and said.
"These portraits, I painted when I was waiting for 1 year to pass. I couldn't get enough of the CCTVs installed in your house. And I don't gain appetite without seeing your face so I hanged these portraits here. I know you have thousand of questions related to these statements but first sit down and start eating, I'll answer one by one."
I looked at the chair right in front of him and away from him so I just about to pull the chair, he stopped me saying "not there, come here".
He pulled the chair on his left side and started patting it, indicating me to sit there.
"Why not here?" I asked looking at the chair near me. To which I get the reply I have always faced.
"Cause it's my house. So you have to follow my orders" he said rudely.
'oh yeah how did I forget? Oh but I never lived in the house in which people thinks that it's mine too. I'm used to such words but still it hurts like an arrow in the chest'
I started walking to the chair on the right side and pulled the chair and sit on it. I kept my eyes low at my laps.
"With each bite start asking questions roaming in your mind" he said placing a plate with items filled on it.
'i have lost my interest in food but my stomach didn't. If I didn't eat then it might make sounds.' I thought and started eating little bites with spoon silently.
'im not going to ask anymore questions and humiliate myself. For a moment I thought I'll be happy in my married life but God make fall in the pouch of Mafia's. I think peace isn't written in my fate till death'
I'm digging at my speghetti but he seems uneasy. He keeps on looking at my side the lower his sight at his food and repeat on.
Finally he broked his silence with "Aren't you gonna ask anything? Are you mad at me?"
"I don't have anything to ask because all you have to order you slave and slaves don't have right to ask anything just follow master's order" I said keeping my eyes on the food plate.
He sigh and try grabbing my hand but I pulled before he can. He again tried but this time I lack in timming and he pulled my with his whole strength that make my whole body fall on him.
He made me sit on his lap and locked his arms on my waist so I wouldn't run away. I kept on struggle to get free but stopped when he snuggle his chin in the crook of my neck.
