6. Bésame (Kiss me) if you dare (BWWM) #wattys2016

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Ruvarashe's POV

How could I go back home, when my family had sold me to this neanderthal who believed he owned me. I mean seriously in this day and age who still had such a myopic mindset. How could I comprehend life with a man who I clearly despised. He had practically dragged me out my parents house, never asking but demanding I do his bidding.
If it wasn't for my upbringing I would have unleashed my claws upon him, no matter who he was.

Landing in his country I could not help myself but admire the surroundings, the heatwave caught me unawares as we descended from the jet. The flight had been exceptionally comfortable without his presence. It was a good thing I had brought my laptop, keeping myself company with my movies and series, I never noticed how time flew falling asleep sometime during the flight.

I felt someone grabbing my arm roughly.
"Get in the car, quickly," he said shoving me towards the car.
I followed his instructions having no choice. I was after all in a foreign land there was no point in defying him at the moment. Silently entering the black suv, I noticed several men rushing towards the car carrying cameras. The windows were tinted, which was truly a blessing in disguise thought I would have loved to clearly see the scenery outside without the hinder antes of such.

I knew the man was wealthy but looking at his house I knew his wealth was vast. The grass looked like a carpet so evenly cut as several men tended to the flowers. Pulling up to the entrance my door was swung open as the driver held out his hand to help me down. Lorenzo was already marching towards the entrance, an elderly woman stood there, and turning towards me one could clearly see she was beyond surprised.

Greeting her, I instantly knew that we would be good if not great friends. Maybe she would be my only ally in this hellhole.
"Follow me," Lorenzo said sternly.
"Are you asking or commanding me?" I asked him.
With an upturned brow I watched him walk back towards me lowering his head towards my ear.
"If you do not start moving in the next three seconds, you will surely get a taste of my temper," he threatened turning to walk away.
Scoffing I stood my ground looking at him, arms crossed over my chest. Before I could say anything I found myself swinging on his shoulder. Pounding my fists into his back as hard as I could I heard him wince in pain feeling satisfied that I had inflicted some pain upon the barbarian.

"Get dressed in that. The minister will be here in a few minutes. Trust me if I come back and you are not dressed I will dress you myself," he said, before turning to leave the room.
The next few hours went by in a blur as the minister performed a quick wedding ceremony. Now wearing his wedding band, upon my finger, I looked at it in disgust. How could I have let such a thing happen. Currently he was rambling something in Spanish to his staff as I sat in my room before falling asleep out of pure boredom.

Feeling the bed dip I woke up with a start only to find the monster himself sitting on my bed.
"What to you want?"
"Well if I remember correctly this is my bed, or should I say our bed," he said with a smirk.
Getting out of the bed I left the room only to find him following me out as well.
"What do you want from me Lorenzo. Why are you doing this to me?" I cried out unable to contain the frustration building up within me.

He looked at me perplexed by my refusal of any contact with him. Without a scowl I had to say he looked rather handsome, but still that did not change the fact that he had forced me into a marriage I knew nothing of causing me to despise him. Running a hand through his dark hair I could easily tell he was beyond pissed off.

Muttering something in his native tongue he walked away from me, leaving me with a satisfied smile of finally being left in piece. Not feeling hungry I chose to go back to bed,this time looking for a different room. A few hours into my sleep, the bedroom door swung open with such a great force one of the painting hanging on the wall fell off the hook.

"It's our we...wedding..night..mi amore, we are...are now, husband and wife," he slurred grabbing ahold of my leg pulling me beneath him.
"Lorenzo!!! Please don't do this!" I begged tears now pouring out.
"I told you I wanted only one thing for you," he said as I begged him to stop.