Arie's POV-
It stinks of weed in this room.
I knew things would go crazy once the arrangement was announced but I wasn't expecting this... I'm not sure what she thinks she knows or even what she's thinking. Is she scared? Does she think I'll treat her horribly?
I knew I would hav to get married at some point, but I wanted time. My father how ever is impatient and blood thirsty. The russian mob is ruthless and cruel, this is a good alliance but under what cost. He told me "You get her or you ruin your chance Aries." That shook me to my core.
Suddenly I was shaken out of my thoughts when Dior came out. Her eyes were red but not from crying, she was high and she reeked of it too. "You okay?" I gently asked. "Did you know?" Her voice was low but powerful. "Yes"
"How long?" she answered slightly raising her voice through gritted teeth. "Two months." She sighed heavily and moved to the door. We led down the stairs, Luca and Olivia not far behind us.
She gave a hug and a kiss on the cheek to Olivia before getting something from her. "Your gonna need it, I love you please call me when you get home." She stared me down and turned around going back in the house. We got inside the car and the drive back was grueling. The silence was so loud.
I'm not sure what to say, do I tell her i'll protect her, has she even processed it yet?
Dior's POV-
This fucking car is so tight. I feel like shit, I love being high but driving at night in a tight awkward car is not good. I feel like throwing up or screaming or taking the wheel and swerving this damn car into a tree. I'm angry, so so angry. I wanted a fairytale engagement, I wanted to find someone I loved on my own. But instead, I got a nightmare.
Lucas cleared his throat and I jumped, I'm so hyper aware when I'm high. Aries grabbed my hand, I pulled away. A drop landed on my thigh, great. I'm crying. Not sobbing, i'll do that when I get home, maybe with a cigarette.
We pulled into the drive way and I've never gotten out of a car so fast. I'm dizzy and shaking and stumbling. I can't see straight, I'm gonna fall over. It's so cold, I love the cold. I want to die a cold death, I want to freeze it's peaceful.
Suddenly a cold hand trends up my hip and to my waist. Aries. I try to fight it but I feel so weak and tired. I want to sob. He guides me inside, here we go again.
"Where the hell did you run off to. That was so dramatic Maria." My father is already screaming not one foot in the door. They're all still at the table but this time with a new bottle of wine and dessert on the table. I stayed silent. "Answer me!" This time it was louder. "She was at Olivia's dad, she was okay." My brother chimes in. "How did you get there? Her house is a mile away. It's late and dark who knows what could have happened to you." He was so angry. "I'm fine now." I wandered up the stairs and into the hallway where my room is. God I hate the dark, this hallway seemed to never end. Fuck I hate being high this is hell. "You okay?" Aries was right behind me. His voice gave me the chills. His arm interlocked with mine as he guided me to my room.
In the distance I could hear my father apologizing to his guests. What a fucking joke. "Come on let's get you to bed." In a way his voice was comforting, he seemed sweet. But I don't know him, i'm not in love with him, he's simply here. He covered me with my duvet and kissed my forehead. "Goodnight Maria." His voice was soft. "Don't call me that." I was in tears, hard core sobbing after he shut the door.
The next morning-
"Maria" Someone whispered. "Maria.." God fucking dammit leave me alone please, I'm so tired. My eyes opened. It was so bright. "You look horrible." It was my mother. "Thank you so much mama." I groaned at her. My mother always has something to say, always. "Were you crying? Your eyes are so puffy.." I slowly got out of bed and went to my bathroom, she tried to come with me but I shut the door in her face. "We have brunch, with the Diaz family. Get ready its at 11." It was currently 8:15. Great, I can't have one day to myself. Wow, my eyes were really puffy, I looked hot to be honest.
I hoped in the shower and got ready. It was 10:30 and we were now leaving. This car ride is about to be even worser than the one last night. God please save me.
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Pressure
Romance18 year old Dior Maria Salvator was born into mob royalty, she was an assassin . This fact was in her veins, she had been raised for this. Though she kept it secret, she had a normal-ish life. She went to high school had many friends she was a norm...