Unconventional Love

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

When the large SUV pulled to a stop at the entrance of the large house, I could feel the nerves that I'd been pushing back this past week begin to resurface. The fearless twenty year old girl was gone, everything was beginning to sink in. My future was planned out for me and there was nothing I could do about it. If I didn't go along with this, my parents, sister, and I would be 'swimming with the fishes' as one of the guys kindly told us.

My door opened quickly, allowing the January air to nip at my exposed skin. The large man nodded his head to the house beckoning me out. I was frozen in place partly from the cold the other half being from fear.

"Now." He spat at me, I got out the car hastily, thank fully not falling. I looked at the house again, there were two people standing in front of the tall wooden door, both were wearing all black, dark shades, an ear piece in one ear, and a gun clipped to their waistband. Who were they protecting? The president?

I shook my head of the impractical thought. The house was a clean white, with gold outlining, it looked to be three floors, a large balcony was placed above the entrance, large windows, tall bushes, and there was a chimney that currently had smoke coming from it.

The guy who helped me out of the car gripped my arm slightly pulling me towards the door. I walked limply behind him. The small pebbles felt odd under my feet but I ignored it. Once we go to the large door, the woman on the right opened the door for us. The light in the house blinded me momentarily, when my eyes adjusted, I took in the extravagant foyer. There were wooden arched stair case on the right and left that met at the top, where a balcony was. A bright, expensive looking chandelier sparkled above us, there was a hallway between the staircases that led to god knows where, to the left was sliding double doors, to the right looked to be a family room but the room was too big for me to tell if it led anywhere.

I hadn't noticed I was alone until I turned to ask the man where the bathroom was. When did he leave?

I looked around feeling as though I was being watched, when I looked up to the balcony I gasped when I saw a figure standing there, staring at me. The balcony was so high up I couldn't make out any of their features.

"You scare easily, wife." I might not have been able to make out his features because of the distance between us, but his voice I could hear it loud and clear. His voice was so guttural and husky, mixed with a thick Italian accent, it was hard to believe a person could have a mixture of the three. I hadn't realized he had amusement in his voice as well.

I blinked a couple of times as he continued to stare at me from his vantage point. "You're mute too? Even better. Come," He concluded sarcastically. I darted my eyes at him as he turned his back and began to walk.

I was not going to get lost in this mini mansion. I scampered up the steps on the left after him, when I finally got to the top of the steps I was winded. I was surprised to see him a few feet away leaning against a wall.

"Funny." I spat breathlessly.

He said nothing turning and walking down the hallway I luckily caught up, only a few steps behind him. We passed multiple white doors, the curious cat in me wondered what was behind each one. Everything in the house was white, except for the wooden floors of course, pictures of abstract art hung between each door, as we got closer to the end of the hallway there was a connecting hallway on the left that had just as many doors, I would without a doubt get lost, there was a large painting of a family, underneath it a plush white love seat. I would have tried to admire it more but the fear of getting lost made my feet continue to follow behind the man.

Admiring him from behind I took in account how tall he was. He was a lot taller than me, his broad shoulders only made him more intimidating, he walked with poise, confidence, and authority. His back flexed beneath his  black suit jacket, that seemed to hug his large muscular arms. From the back his dark lush hair was cut short in the back but even from behind him I could see it became fuller as you got closer to his forehead.