18 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...
Today was grueling. Our wedding date is in April, currently it's February almost March. I'm terrified. I've never been scared of anything, not death, not my father, and no man. But this, this is terrifying. After the marriage is official, I will have to be a father. She doesn't trust me, to be fair I wouldn't either. Not that i'm a bad guy but she doesn't know me, I don't know her. She seems like a good person but I don't. I don't have morals.
I'm scared she'll change me, make me soft. Will we ever be in love? Her parents were arranged to get married younger than we were. They seem happy, but what goes on when the doors are shut.
I'm in my office doing my work, it's 1 am and i'm tired. I have bruises all over my body, there's so many cuts and marks on my body. Some day they might fade, but never will they go. I need sleep. I want to see my future and what me and Dior hold. She won't even let me call her Maria. Such a pretty name for such a pretty person. I'm drifting off.
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Dior's POV-
Its too early for this. I'm being squeezed into dresses, so many dresses. There's so much white, and the fucking bright lights don't make it any better. I've found a beautiful dress though.
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The lace details on it make me drool. I'm not sure what to wear for the after after party. I love weddings, but my own scares me. I'm marrying someone just as evil as me, just as cruel and who knows probably someone just as stubborn. That sounds like hell. Does he want to get married to me? That's the least of my concerns. Dior this is strictly business nothing more nothing less. Oh god. They're going to check our sheets after the "night". Only fucking Italians can come up with shit like that. I'm not ready for any of this. Its too much.
Two days later-
"...and this is our bedroom." Aries was showing me around the huge property. It had so many rooms, a garden, his study, a two story library which would be my study, huge living areas, and a even bigger kitchen. "Our bedroom?" I questioned. "It'll help us get closer, don't worry I won't try anything on you." I guess I don't have a choice, I didn't have one to begin with. "Look, I have a meeting with some of my associates, will you be alright alone?" he looked at his watch then at me. "Yeah I should be fine, thank you." I went to my study and explored all the books. There's so many. I've loved reading for a while. My house had a library in it, me and Lucas used to sit and read when we were younger and always fell asleep in there. It had a comfy sofa and so does this library. I quickly showered and changed and headed straight back to the books. There were so many, on history, on medicine, psychology, fiction, animals, classics, novels. I picked a psychology one because I've always been interested in it.
I have a long night of reading ahead of me. I grabbed a pen and sat down annotating and writing and learning. It was so nice. I was tired though. I wanted to shut my eyes.
Aries POV-
That meeting was such bullshit, they're scared to open our territories and expand. That's how we grow, we need to grow if we want success. I needed a shower immediately. When I came back home, Dior was no where to be found. I showered and decided to find her when I got out.
It strange, she's nowhere? I'm going to try the library again, there's a small sofa on the second floor by all the windows, she might be there.
Just as I suspected, shes knocked out, Glasses still on her nose, her book on her chest. She looks so comfortable, her hair is in her face and all over her. She's stunning honestly. I slowly take the book out of her hands and pick her up. Getting down the stairs while carrying someone is proven to be a hard challenge but i'm strong. We finally reached the bedroom and she's still fast asleep. I take her glasses off and place her on our bed. Our bed. I smiled at that thought. I'm sharing my bed with my fiancé. I have a fiancé, not willingly but still. I take off my shirt because this room is boiling. Let me open a window.
She's heated up the bed and is still peacefully asleep. Pretty girl. I pull her to me, her back against my chest. She's small not too small but she fits into me perfectly. Her hair is soft, i'm running my fingers through it. Her body just suddenly went tense. She's squirming in my arms and whimpering. She's having a nightmare. I have a lot of those but she's genuinely shaking. "hey, Dior." I'm nudging her awake. She jolts, panting and still shaking. "Hey your okay." What was she dreaming about that got her to this state? She's still shaking but now she's crying. I'm trying to comfort her. I don't know what to do, do I hug her? You know what, grow up, be a man Aries. I hugged her! She's currently squeezing me so hard it hurts to breath but i think she's okay. I'm running my fingers through her hair. She's so cold, why are you always so cold Maria. I move us slightly so that now she's on top of me, she's sniffling but almost asleep and so am I. She smells great, like cinnamon, sweet cinnamon.
Maria is out cold again, laying on top of me. I can't sleep at all. Its 5 am and I need to start training again. I got an injury recently and todays my first day back doing actual hard work. She's so light on me, she hasn't moved a muscle since i put her on my chest. I move her over to my side of the bed and made sure she was all warm and covered up. The room was freezing, let me close the window.
I quickly showered and did my routine, put on some clothes and got to training.
The gym was cold and dark. It was nice. Fuck my life these weights are really heavy. No pain no gain.
"Aries!" I took my headphones off and turned back from the weights. What the fuck. Lana? Rocco? "LANA??? ROCCO?" I ran to them and picked up Lana spinning her around. I haven't seen either of them in 3 years. Lana is my sister and Rocco is her husband. "You both aren't supposed to be back till the wedding, why are you here?!" I'm so happy. I don't really like Rocco, he's not good enough for my sister. She's very humble and he's so...well...he's Rocco. "We're back because we wanted to spend some time with you Aries. I missed you little brother." Lilly is older than me by 4 years. She's short and very blonde. Not sure how we have the same genetics, but we do. "I'm at least 3 heads taller than you." "And i'm 4 years older." She was smirking, she's always smirking. "Where is the fiancé, i don't even know her name!". "Lana do you ever stop screaming." This bitch is so loud oh my fucking god. She's been here not even 10 minutes and i already want to put tape on her mouth. "We'll her name is Dior. She's with the Russians. She's still asleep probably. She's had a long night." It's 9 am by now, i should wake her. "Look why don't you too get comfortable here, i'll call a nice place to eat and we'll sit down and catch up, all of us." I said as i walked up the stairs. "Sounds good." Rocco said. I don't want him in my house. He's very pessimistic. He's a pest.
I walked into our room to find Maria gone. "Maria?" I shouted. "I'm in the closet." Oh? "Hi what are you doing?" I walked in to see her rummaging through her stuff. "Your fucking men, only brought dresses and other uncomfortable things." I smiled. "That's because your looking at the wrong part of your closet Angel." She rolled her eyes. "I haven't even let you call me Maria yet, who told you that Angel was any better?" She was pissy faced. I came up to her figure on the floor and pulled her chin up to look at me. "I did pretty girl." She flushed. Heh. "Do you want kids? If not i'll give u a free fucking vasectomy." She was giggling to her self. I offered her a hand up and she took it.
"Look my sister and her husband just came back to town, we have breakfast with them soon so get ready as fast as you can, okay?" She nodded.
