MONTERO: My Political Husband

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🖤AMELIA🖤

My heart banged as we walked out of the building with him holding my hand. The people followed us, taking pictures of us and I felt like screaming.

We walked towards the car and one of the guards opened the door for us. I got in first before Vincenzo did and we drove away.

I maintained my gaze on my fingers, feeling random things. My body is tired of the dress already. It needs a break.

I need a break from all this, please!

"Puta," I heard Vincenzo mutter and I sensed him placing his phone to his ear.

"Give the phone to Aria, now." He snarled, sounding angry.

He is different from the man he was a few minutes ago in front of all those people. He was putting on a different mask back there.

He is deceiving the people.

"Aria, what the fuck have you been doing lately?" He asked Aria at the other end of the line.

"What do you mean you don't understand? This thing here with me almost humiliated me today at the interview." He said, making my heart clench.

He just referred to me as a thing.

How can I marry someone who has no regard for me?

This is heartbreaking.

"I told you to handle her. What the hell have you been doing for pit's sake?" He asked.

I fiddled with my fingers, suppressing my tears. As much as it hurts, I don't want to upset him more by crying.

"You know what? Take the thing home." He said.

"Stop the car." He ordered the driver.

The driver obeyed. 

"Get out." He said, making me look at him.

He is looking at me. "I said get the fuck out!"

My heart dropped as I nervously moved my shaky hands on the car door.

I can't open the door. I don't know how.

"You have got to be kidding me." I heard him mutter, making my heart pound.

He leaned closer, and I took in his strong scent as he opened the door for me.

"Get the hell out." He said as I got out of the car. He closed the door and the car drove off.

I stared at the car moving, making tears roll down my eyes as another car quickly stopped in front of me.

"Amelia, get in," Aria said, opening the back seat door for me. I got in and we drove away.

I wiped my flowing tears, sniffling as I looked at the window.

My life is spinning away from my eyes and I can't do anything about it. I have no control.

I have already signed a contract.

My heart clenched more than ever.

I don't know how I am supposed to live like this. Get married to a self-centered pretender.

Look at the way he kicked me out of his car. It was awful.

I never thought about marriage, but I didn't bargain for such a fake marriage and with a man like that.

A pretender.

A real deceiver. He is deceiving people.

I can't believe all this is happening to me.