Forced To Marry The Devil In A Suit

3. Dimitry Who?

                        ~~ Katerina's P.O.V ~~

"Someone remove the body," he growls at the staff, making them jump into action, cleaning up his mess. "You think I would ever beg you to be with me?" I say, smirking, doing my best to play it cool even with my body on fire. "I know it, Katerina. I don't know what you saw in that little cunt of a body guard, he sold you out to the devil and neither he nor your uncle give a damn." His fingers come out tracing his thumb across my lips " actually I'm the one you'd call to kill the devil. Let's get this straight Piccolo, I don't intend to fall for you and I don't want you falling for me but I'll fuck you and I'll fuck you good just remember I'm not tied to you. This marriage is a business transaction. You're a business partner, so don't expect this to feel like a marriage and don't expect me to be faithful, I don't do faithful."  Of course, I didn't expect him to be faithful, but to hear it out loud really is disgusting, especially if I sleep with him knowing he's with every girl in the city.

"I think I'll go see someone else about what I need. Better not consimate this marriage just yet." I don't even sound like I mean it. "Mmm, something I said?" He's making fun of the situation, a situation I need fixed. "Tomorrow I'll be working at the coffee shop till eight, I got a business to run and I missed today." His fingers trace the side of my cheek quickly gripping me by the jaw bringing my face inches from his "it would be wise of you to forget about that little shit from back home Piccolo (little one), he won't do shit for you and as far as the coffee shop it's no longer yours. That pathetic piece of shit body guard of yours has taken over, so he's running the place for your uncle." His grip loosens and the breath I hadn't realized I was holding released, but the scortch from his touch stains my skin. "Dimitry is a good man, one who's watched over me for years. I'm going to the coffee house tomorrow, I didn't build that shithole to the top so they could fuck it up. I'm going Alessandro." His hazel eyes lock on mine as his name leaves my lips, and for a moment, the air around us begins to sizzle. With what, I have no fucking Idea.

"You'll take two body guards with you, one being Micalo and believe me when I say this Piccolo. I don't take well to people defying me, so the next time you'll be punished the way I see fit." He whispers the last part in a low menacing voice with his face so close to mine I can smell the sweet mink on his breath.  "Then I guess I'll be waiting and ready for you to try." I say breathless with a cocky smirk against my cheeks. "Good night," I murmur, holding his cold gaze before making my way back up to my room, locking the door behind me. "Is dinner always so fucking exciting?" I say with a groan dragging my hands down my face. I think I'll be hiding out in here for a little while, I don't know what that was, but I didn't like it, and I won't let that happen again... well, I'm going to try.

After a long and very cold shower, my body has finally felt the weight of the day fall over it.. I'm married.. I'm a queen who's locked in her own castle.. I was sold as a peace offering and I can't tell if that's awesome, really fucked up or both! My head begins to pound with a million questions, but I don't want to worry about anything just for a little while.  My butt hits the soft couch cushion sucking me into the comfort of it , maybe some TV will help. Right when my finger hits the on button the sound of my rington hits my ears.

"What?" I snap answering Dimitry's call

"I wanted to check on you." It's sweet that he wants to check on me, but he wouldn't have to if he didn't push this on to me. "I'm horrible, Dimitry! I'm in a strange place, married to a man who is probably a psychopath, oh and to top it all off one of my best friends and my uncle sent me to this place.. to the fucking Devil in a suit!" Silence peirces through the phone before a long sigh comes through "I told you, I'm going to get you out Kat." I roll my eyes with a hard scoff "you're not to do anything to my husband or our estate and if you do I can't protect you or the family so lay in the bed you made Dimitry and feel the regret eat you from inside out.. you and Uncle Alexei can go to hell." I snarl ending the call before he has a chance to sweet talk his way out of this.