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I've never had a urge to marry William so badly before. I'd tolerate him over any other male in this game these men play. I've come to realize this over the last two weeks. At least he was a man who didn't play like someone he wasn't, he always showed his nature.

I've been transported back and forth from upstairs to the basement, never making it any further than Mario's office. For weeks I've been trapped in this way of living with no way out. I've lost all hope. It would seem that William doesn't care to find me anymore. Mario made it pretty clear that William was finding way around his fathers will.

"I will fucking kill him... he's actually doing it! He already legally owns the docks!" Mario seethed, placing his hand on his desk and swiping off all content that laid on its surface. "How the hell is he- we have to move faster than him! Start fuck preparing... GO, dumb-asses!" He'd yelled at his men in the room at the time as they simply stare at him.

That was one week and a half ago. A week ago I found out exactly what his plans were. He'd plan on forcing me to marry him. Seeming as if he is married to me than everything I own he will be able to co-own, and after a year of marriage he will be able to take everything with my signature... besides the said dock.

When he ran the plans by me, I immediately refused. Which got me a mean black eye by Bennett. Mario had let me be then, considering I couldn't stop crying. A few days later I was back in both their presence, plus Alessandro, and was presented the same question for my agreement. Bennett had been sporting a matching black eye, and I notice Alessandro stare at him as I refused once again. Mario agreed with everyone that force was best.

Now to present day, being less than a couple hours away from marry Mario. I assume he is having a priest come here instead of us going to some church. I only assume because he's been making it known everyday that the big day for him was coming up.

I could have sworn William stated that this man had a family! Yet, no family in sight for the past weeks I've been here.

I'm laying in the far corner of the cell in a fetus position. It's hot down here so my hair is sticking to my sweaty skin. I stare at the crate numbly as my thoughts run away from me. I can't contain them. So much has been going on and still, even with Mario's explanation, nothing makes sense.

William and Leo almost died when they were younger, so everything Williams father owned was rightfully passed down to me. It's all so confusing. So  if that were the case, why did William keep pushing off the marriage? It only made matter for him worse, marrying me would have insured him everything.

Leo, my brother: who before this, I haven't even known I had, almost died. For some reason, although we never really got along, it actually hurt me. The imagery I got was a sickening one when Mario explain it to me. William and Leo stabbed in the back, and came very close to bleeding out.

All this information was causing havoc to my brain. So who was my father? Did he have anything to do with this? They haven't provided me with the whole truth. Although it was so much to take in all at once, it wasn't the whole story. It can't be.

I try and convince myself that Mario could very well be lying. He could be making the whole thing up: everything about my mother, Williams father, Leo and William could very well be a lie. It's hard to believe that a man who barely knew me would give me everything. Even if his son were to be murdered.

Alessandro makes his presence known as he opens the cage door, causing me to look up at him. I look down immediately, uninterested in his, or anyone's, company. I will die before I marry that man! It's something extremely off about him.

"It's hard processing information, yeah?" He asks. I don't look at him nor do I give a reaction, I just stare at the bottom of the cell bars. "I'm feeling oddly generous today, so I will explain to you what I know" He says. "You must bare with me though. I was there, but I was still young."

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