Silent love

Chapter 17

On the previous chapter...

He removed his blazer and unbottend a couple buttons. This is the nakedness you will ever see him.

I just realized that I haven't seen him without a shirt. He only wears blouses or shirts, but nothing else then that. He is probably hiding his scars. He also has no tattoos.

My attention was taken away by my father. "It's time for some cake!"

The huge cake is on a table in the middle of the dancing room. I get up and Federico walks up to me and helps me.

This man and his games.

I must admit he is good at it but he has been faking everything to the world for ages, it's nothing new for him.

I grab the knife and he places his big and rough hand on mines. We cut the cake and take a piece out of it.

We both grab a fork. He brings it up to my mouth and I open it as he brings the cake into my mouth as I do the same.

Everyone cheers and we just smile, as a happily married couple.

I can't wait to go to home and take this dress off.

ʚ FEDERICO'S POV ɞ

I put one bullet inside of my gun and take the safety off. I already changed my clothes into something more comfortable, grey sweatpants and a black compression shirt.

Meanwhile she is still in her big dress. I tied her up to a chair. I walk up to her and sit down in front of her.

The mafia princess wanted strippers for her bachelorette party, now I will give her something more exciting.

A Russian roulette.

"What are you doing?!" She creaks and tries to get out of the chair.

"We are going to play a game Mrs. Mancini". I wave the gun. "I ask you a couple questions and you answer me. If not, I will pull the trigger".

"Russian roulette really? Is this your kink for the wedding night?" She taunts.

I nod my head. "It is and now you will be fulfilling my dream".

I place the gun at her temple. "What else did you notice?"

"What?" She scrunches her eyebrows.

"You figured out that I am l'impoyable and that I was the one that saved you from the fire. What else did you figure out?" I ask again.

"That you are a psyopath that needs to be admitted into an insane asylum". She replies.

I pull the trigger.

She holds her breath and closes her eyes. Lucky her.

4 left.

"Answer me". I demand her.
"Nothing important, only that you don't drink alcohol while your mother is an addict". She says.

"Do you see me as someone who is stupid?" I ask.

"No why?" She asks me back.

I sigh and pull the trigger again.