His Love, My Home. [COMPLETED]

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Ivana

It was around 2 in the morning when I saw Marcello and father along with 3 cops standing by the house. I was upstairs locked in Sam's room. I couldn't hear anything, and I couldn't open the window because I knew they wouldn't see me.

"You!" Sam broke the door and came attacking me.

"Leave me alone Sam what is wrong with you," I pushed him away. "You are hurting me" I placed my hand on my cast and started crying.

"How did you call them?" he calmed down.

"Call who? I just woke up, can't you see?" I pointed on the bed.

"Uh," he paused. He knew I didn't have any way to reach anyone. He walked away to his closet and took out a folder filled with papers. "What is this?" I asked. As I looked at the papers, I figured out that those were marriage papers. This was just insane to me. "Give me this" he took my hand and held my thumb as he placed it on the ink and immediately followed by the papers. I tried to resist but I couldn't because I knew Marcello's life was in danger. "This is your second exam, remember," he stopped as he took me to the bathroom and washed my hand. "One mistake, costs Marcello's life, deal?" he kissed my cheek. I couldn't believe that I just got married to the man who raped me and ruined my life. "Deal" I sadly had to say.

Marcello

"It is him; Sam who kidnapped her!" I raged as soon as he opened the door.

Both of the cops tried pulling me away from him in order to investigate her absence.

"Hello gentlemen, what purpose are you here for? Can't you see it is 2 in the morning? I and my wife were asleep" he coldly and calmly said.

Wife? What has he done to Ivana? I knew that there was something wrong as Sam was not even married.

"Could we please check the house?" The cop politely said.

"Indeed, but I have to let my wife stay beside me," he winked. "You know-- privacy" he tapped on the officer's shoulder.

We entered his house while the two cops were still holding me. Here it was, my nightmare, Ivana in his pajamas going down the stairs. I couldn't believe my eyes, as I felt my heart break to pieces by what I saw. I never expected to see her with anyone else, but me. Yet here she was, in his house, and his own property; wife!

"Come here babe," he wrapped his filthy arms around her waist as she had a yellow smile. I yelled "Ivana! What are you doing here!" the cops held me again.

"Please Ivana, tell them the truth and don't worry about it," he slowly said into her ears, kissing her softly on her head.

"Sam take your hands off her!" I pushed the cops and punched Sam. Eventually, they and Anderson pulled me from him, as well as Ivana did.

"Stop it Marcello please," she cried as she placed her hands on my chest.

"Come back home Ivana, here I am with your father—please!" I whispered as I cried nodding to her.

"He is my husband Marcello, I am married to him."

Poison. A toxic venom ran through my veins after what she said. She has admitted her marriage to him in front of the cops. I had nothing to hold against Sam anymore, but to confess a defeat.

Sam coldly asked again about the cops' request. Unfortunately, they couldn't do anything about it, and all that we had was to leave.

"I can't believe this!" I yelled at the officer as soon as he reached his car. "Where is his proof? Why didn't you ask him for anything?" Anderson tried to calm me down.

"We will keep an eye on him. It is around 3 in the morning, she herself has consent on staying with him. Remember sir our case here was to find whether she was kidnapped or not. We will call him for an investigation tomorrow along with his wife to know further more about any possible link with Natasha" the cop said as he opened the door. "Please don't ruin anything, we will find the truth sooner or later" he got into his car and left.

I couldn't believe anything of what happened. I was standing in front of his house, only walls separating me from her, but why did she do that? She could've just run with the cops. There must have been something else hidden from me. Anderson did not want to leave me, thus he stayed at my house at that night. I shut myself into the couch without even talking to Anderson.