Aria

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TW - rape 

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"Were you fucking my fiance last night, Julia?" I ask one of the maids as I pour myself a glass of wine.

It's ten in the morning but there is no way I can get through this day sober. Let alone this conversation.

Julia's jaw drops as she stares at me, her cheeks go pink as she shuts her mouth. I'm surprised she doesn't drop the cleaning supplies.

I take a long sip of my wine, "That question required an answer."

She nervously fiddles with the sponge in her hand and nods, "Y-yes. I'm sorry," She stammers and I give her a piercing stare.

Of course, I don't care, but it is common respect not to fuck your mistress while your wife is home. Everyone in the mafia knows that and considering she isn't even his mistress, just a lay. I am annoyed.

And bored and steadily approaching drunk.

None of which is a good combination, for Julia anyway.

"Do you respect me, Julia?" I ask her, taking another sip of my wine as I stare her down. She's going bright red and refusing to make eye contact.

"Yes! Yes, very much. I- I don't know what came over me-"

"Oh I know what came over you, my fiance probably grabbed your ass or whispered something dirty in your ear and next thing you know your legs are spread and you're getting done in the hallway. Because he, of course, didn't take you into his bedroom or any bed did he?" I say interrupting her.

Well, Alejandro had waited a week for me to be here until he started fucking people in the house while I was still inside. That wasn't okay and I wasn't going to let him fuck our staff. That was as disrespectful as things could get and I would not be disrespected in my own fucking home.

Julia said nothing as she looked at the floor and bit her lip in shame and I felt immediately better. I dropped the wine glass on the floor, smiling as it shattered, "Pick it up."

She ran over and wiped the remaining wine off the marble floors and quickly collected the broken glass, but before she could stand again I bent down and grabbed her jaw, "You run and tell every single female that works in this house if they fuck Alejandro while I'm in this house I will shoot them dead."

Julia's eyes widen and she stumbles back as she puts the glass in the bin, I sigh, but before she leaves I call out to her again, "You might have guessed it but, you're also fired."

She walks towards the door but pauses for a moment and I smile, delighted.

Come on honey, say something terrible. Give me a reason to hit someone.

"Maybe your fiance wouldn't feel the need to fuck other girls if you didn't act like such a prude. We get it, you wanted Ares. But you're going to need to whore yourself out eventually."

The last words are barely out of her mouth before I jump out of my seat and run over to her, She yelps shoves the door open and runs down the hallway. But I catch her.

I grab a fistful of her hair and wrench her back, She yells and falls back onto me as I tug and push her down onto the floor and then I step on her hand with my heel and she cries out. She must notice the look in my eye because she doesn't make any effort to escape, Tears stream down her face and she drags out, "You were meant to be the sweet one."

I chuckle dryly as I look down at her, "I'm the worst one."

It's the last thing she says before I drive my fist into her face, Blood pours from her nose as she screeches and I pull back.

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