I I I 》V A L E N T I N O

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Valentino's POV:

This was it. My father had finally crossed the line.

He's made a deal with none other than Angelo.

To make sure he had complete control over me, he put me into an arranged marriage. 

I took a deep breath before entering the restaurant. I sat down in one of the booths beside my mother and father.

"So, Valentino, think you'll let me have a taste of your new wife?" He tapped my arm and chuckled.

I turned to face him and grimaced - who the fuck does he think he is?

His face was wrinkly as usual and his deep chuckle wasn't as attractive as people made it out to be - this man is 50 years old.

"Grow the fuck up before I pierce a bullet straight through your head, figlio di puttana" (motherfucker)

I said before punching him straight inbetween his eyes.He held his face and tutted. He fucking said that in front of his wife.

My mother.

I shook my head before I saw people walk in, my father saw them and recomposed himself.

Angelo and  a woman walked first, followed by another woman - she was.. different, and by that I mean her eyes were puffy, but her face still looked porcelain, her wine-red dress hugged her curves almost perfectly, and her hair held the correct amount of messiness. However, behind her were the Angelo brothers, no one fucked with them, we have a history of trying to kill each other many many times but quite obviously failed. 

I couldn't see myself falling in love with her, love isn't real. You can turn it off, you can turn it on.

They gave me a look of ''Touch my sister anywhere, and I'll  make you watch me fuck your mother then ill peel back your skin and throw salt and vinegar in the flesh.

They all sat down, the brothers went to the bar and left their sister and parents with us.

"Angelo" My father nodded.

"Rafaello." Angelo nodded.

I've never understood why we communicated with our last names.

No one spoke, so my future wife - I hope - opened her mouth and began to say but she looked at me in a way. A way that she knew me, well atleast saw me before. I narrow my eyes at her.

"So what's the plan for the wedding?" At first, her voice shook, but she quickly stopped it.

"I believe tonight you will go to the registry office and sign the papers, then move in with my son, Valentino"

"But I haven't packed?" 

"Everything has already been sent, bambino." Her father sent a harsh glare before warning her with his tone.

I bared my teeth at him practically insulting my wife.

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My parents and her parents droned on for a while, I could see her getting more and more upset as she heard about the marriage, she kept looking down at the floor until she finally asked to be excused.

She walked past her brothers, and they sent her a look of concern, she nodded back and left.

It's too dark to be outside alone so I spoke up, interrupting my father.

"May I be excused?" I asked, ignoring whatever they were going to say and leaving to follow Elizabeth.

I found her standing against the side of the building, tears running down her cheeks.
When she saw me, she stood straight, sniffing and wiping away the tears.

"Was this your fucking idea? To get married?" She hissed.

"Of course not, you think I want to get married?" I gave the same back.

She stepped closer to me, pinning me against a wall,  attempting to intimidate me; two can play this game.
I spun us around, making barely any room in between us.

"I'm not an innocent little girl, Valentino. I won't fall for anything and I know who you are and what disgus- disgusting things you do" she grimaced at me while tears fell, but her phone began to ring.

As she grabbed her phone, something fell out - hastily, she went to grab it before I could, but she wasn't faster. She'd dropped a spliff. a spliff? A spliff? A stoner? Im married to a fucking stoner?

Could this marriage get any possibly worse? 

I furrowed my eyebrows, before putting it in my pocket.

Pretty girls shouldn't do bad things.

She answered the call and began talking - as I went back to pinning her against the wall, I could hear everything, she kept looking up at me with some kind of eyes, I couldn't put a name on it; she looked like she begged. 

However, I was close enough to hear her phonecall, seeing as im quite literally leaning over her.
(bold is now Nate and normal is her)

"Hey birdie"
Boyfriend?

She laughed, "Hey Nate."

"What're you up to?"

She frowned and looked up at me before returning to a neutral expression and talking again.

"Nothing much, just with my future husband."

"What? Anyways, I'm gonna the woods again with a few friends like last time - you wanna come?"

"I don't know Nate, my husband can hear everything you're saying."

It's like she played off her sadness with humor- I don't quite understand it, but if she has that humor, I will too.

"Tell him that I've fucked you" He laughed, but I didn't.

"You just did."

"Anyways, are you still coming?"

"Hmm.."

"Theres vodka."

"My dad will kick my ass again though,"

"It's good, let me know if you need any more weed, cya!" And with that, he put the phone down, and she placed the phone back in her bra.

"So, you're not as innocent as I thought, Birdie" I taunt her with that ridiculous and utterly childish nickname.

She turned her head to the side and smiled.

"I guess not."

"Having fun with my sister, Rafaello?"The eldest, Antonio said, his other brothers stood behind him.

Elizabeth scoffed and went inside, clearly pissed off they were there.

While she was still in earshot I brought this up, she needed to know I could kick their arses easily.

"Don't act like I haven't had you tied up in my basement begging for your life, Tony."

He came closer and drew his gun to my stomach,  without letting another second pass, I took his gun from him and drew it to his head.

"Easy there big guy," Alessio said, drawing his gun like Adriane. He was a bit late.

"Keep remembering, it's me who is marrying your sister."

He scoffed.

"To my brother-in-law, whom is very dear to me" His sarcastic tone made me clench my jaw.

"Let's form a truce?" 

"Sure," I muttered.

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10/12/23 - final edit 17/8/24
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