An arranged marriage between Victoria Romano and Domenico Martinez is being held. Both of them got forced by there fathers because of money and alliance.
A lonely broken soul, Victoria Romano who despises Domenico Martinez with her entire heart.
A b...
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We we're in Moscow for a while before I found my self in France?
"Remind me again why the fuck we're here?" I asked Domenico while he drove us into a big mansion.
"French mafia don's wife had asked us to meet them since we're newly married or something. Plus I have some business to take care of" he answered, his voice showing no speck of emotion
The car stopped and I got out. The mansion was big. But I was used to it. It's literally just a bit bigger then the place I used to live at before I moved to Domenico's penthouse.
Just rich people showing off money... I mean I bet the couple doesn't even love each other-
The doors flung open a pretty blonde with green eyes smiled. "Hi you must be Victoria, I'm Julia" she hugged me And I hugged her back.
"Nice to meet you Emily, this is-" I went to introduce Domenico but a tall man who was at least 6'3 walked up and smiled.
"I'm Max" he shaked hands with Domenico and they invited us in. "Babe why don't you show Domenico's wife around while Dom and I talk" Max smiled at Julia.
"She has a name, and it's Victoria. And yes, come with me Toria, is it okay if I call you Toria" she hooked her arm with me and took me upstairs as she smiled.
She loves to talk that's for sure. "Yes you can call me Toria, if I can call you Jul" I smiled back at her and she grinned so wide.
"Deal" she laughed and I laughed too. I like her.
"So you and your husband, did you get sold to him or something?" I asked out of the blue and I kinda regret it
"No, unlike my parents who had that situation, Max and I were in the same high school. We started dating when I was 15 and he was 16 and then when we were 20 he proposed so yeah" she smiled and I smiled back.
I wanna kill my self.
"That's so cute, I'm so happy for you guys" I'm not lying though. "Awh thanks Toria, so you and Domenico? How was it"
How am I supposed to tell this girl that I was literally thrown off to him just like that one evening.
"Oh we-" I was gonna make up some lie but thank god Max called for Jul. We went downstairs and sat down in the living room.
Max and Domenico were sitting on the couch. Julia went to sit next to Max who kissed her cheek. A pure kiss.
I sat next to Domenico but not so close to him a kept a safe distance between us. I don't think there supposed to know about the arranged marriage.
All though it's very common in Mafia's and business's it's still a very hush hush topic for some reason.
Growing up I believed in love. Only because I saw it on Disney movies. But when I looked at my parents. I forgot what it was. They never loved each other...
So I just made my self think that they love each other so much that they don't want to even look at each other because of how crazy in love they are.
So there I stayed, 4 year old Victoria convincing herself with lies and Disney movies thar love exists.
But it never did. And it never will. I won't even experience it. No man will love a girl who was born into a family where no one actually loved one and other.
The girl with trauma. Who would even like me. But it doesn't matter because I don't care. It's just I wish that in this lifetime i would find someone.
But obviously not since I'm married now. To a man who probably cares more about a fucking gun then me. Hell, he would think the gun is more useful then me.
"So how did you and Victoria meet" Julia asked Domenico. "Arranged marriage" he answered coldly.
Julia looked at me, a certain look of pity flodded her eyes. Fuck. The last thing I need is pity.
"Well we should get going now, I have business to take care at the company and Victoria has to run her company too" Domenico and I got up from our seat and left after saying our bye's.
I got in the car and he drove us out. The car ride was silent, we haven't actually talked much after the whole kitchen and pasta thing.
That was the only time I actually felt worth something. No one has ever complemented my cooking, I mean my brother has a few times but he only says that to make me feel good about my cooking.
I mean I know I can cook well and stuff but it's just kind of nice to hear it from... someone else i guess? Or maybe I'm just weird..
The car stopped and we both stepped out and just as we were about to go into the hotel we had checked on.
A gun shot went off. And I felt a sharp fast pain run through my stomach. I looked down and winced as what I saw. Blood.
And then everything went dark.
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PLOT TWSITTT I wonder who did it... hmm.. well that's something we may or may not discover anytime soon.
Well I hope you liked this chapter sorry for the long ass delay and please ignore the autocorrect and bad grammar mistakes cuz i have no clue why the fuck that happeneds.
It's a short chapter I know but I really wanted to update (I wrote the chapter a week ago) anyways y'all MWAH byeeeh
