"Jew honey come down for a minute, we needa talk. ' Her mother said from downstairs.
She took in a deep breath and looked around her deep blueroom with an all black cali kingbed in the middle. She was excited today. It was her 18th birthday why wouldn't she? She was finally old enough to leave the house without her mothers hateful eye always around. Hopefully for her birthday her mother would be nice and finally show her the love and attention she always wanted. Walking down the steps in her house shorts and shirt hair in a messy bun and fluffy slippers. She came face to face to with the short Italian woman she called her mother.
" Yes? " She asked nervously. Her mother never used those comforting terms unless her dad or people her father worked with was around.
" Follow me." Irritation laced her voice and disgust lingered in her eyes.
No one would understand how a mother couldn't love her child or force herself not too. How could you not wanna shower something in love that you created and carried? Following her mother to the off limits part of their home.
" Ummmm mom daddy wont be home till next week. I dont think I should be back here." Uneasiness was apparent in the way she talked to her mother as if it wasn't natural for her to have a conversation with her. Stepping into the room Jew quickly regretted her choice to follow her mother.
"What is this!?" Jew quickly turned on her heels and tried to exit the door, but a big buff monstrous man was blocking it. She grew scared thinking of what her mother had up her sleeve.
"Mom what is this?"She questioned with hurt in voice.
"Oh shut up you fucking crybaby. For the last 18 years I have had to deal with your constant whining and complaining when your father was out of town. Shut the fuck up and woman the fuck up. Now sit down and listen to the man explain whats going on and he can finally get you out of my hair." Maria spoke out of aggravation.
"What do you mean out of your hair? Does daddy know about anything that your doing?" Jew was now spilling tears everywhere.
"You think I did this by myself? You have to understand this is the only way I get to keep my husband and my money. Its a business deal. You will go off and marry this man or I seal you into sex trafficking. This has been the agreement since before you were born. Either agree or get sold it does matter to me. You will be out of my hair and I will have my husband to myself." Maria spit venom
She didn't marry Marcus for love even though thats what he thought.
Over the past twenty-one years she fell in love with him some how. He gave her a love that she never had and the attention she had been craving from the man she did all this for her father. After all she did agree to give her first and only child back to the mafia in order to keep her family in good
" Oh bitch shut up. I've been planning this since I met your father. My marriage to him was arranged you think your any different? You think your to good to be put through what I went through? My family was going to disown me if I didn't go through with this business deal. I never loved you jew, you were just part of my game. Somewhere along I fell in love with your father. Thats the only person I will ever love, and now that your gone I can have him back to myself. I hope you choose wisely Jew. I mean who would want to become a whore for a slimy bald-headed white guy with weird obsessions?" Maria let out and hearty laugh walking out of the office door.
"Do what ever you want to her. I dont give a fuck get her out of my house in the next ten minutes. I want all of you gone." She spoke from the door way.
Jew didn't do anything but cry in the seat. She couldn't understand how her mother could hate her so much. She never did anything but try to win her affection. She went out of her way to impress her in school. Her grades never dropped below a 93, she participated in every school club that she could. Hell she was even valedictorian at her class graduation, but now she saw that no matter what she did that women she called a mother would never love her the way she wanted to be loved. All she wanted was for her daddy to walk through the door and tell her it was a joke. Yes it would of been a fucked up way to start her birthday, but better than being forced to marry a man she barley knew matter of fact she never met.
"Bitch I do as I please." The highly attractive man that sat in the corner spoke out with agitation dripping from every word. When Jew laid eyes on him she stop breathing. This man was beyond sexy. He looked like a greek god walking the earth. He had a tall frame sitting in the black leather chair behind the desk. His hair was pulled into a small bun placed on the back of his head. The minimum facial hair gave him a dangerous look. Looking up into the strangers eyes Jew only saw the pity he had for her.
Orlando was tooken back by how a mother could talk to her daughter that way. How there was no sadness in her leaving or giving her away. He couldn't warp his mind around it, his mother always showered him in love his father also. None of this deal made since to him but who was he to speak on something his father put into place for him?
"I could have this house and you sold to the highest bider. Your a fucking disgrace to your family, and as soon as I take my fathers place we will no longer be doing business together." He spoke standing to leave. Maria went to speak but he held his hand out and back hand slapped her into the wall. He had no respect for her as a women or a mother. He sent Mac the signal to kill her when everyone was out of the house.
Taking Jews hand he led her to the door. He didn't understand why she was leaving with him so easily, he thought she would at least put up a fight with him but he was wrong.
Jew didn't know what to think. She really didn't have a choice but to marry him. She replayed the options over and over in her head. Sex trafficking or married to an Italian gangster who just shut the wicked bitch from the mother country herself up?
You pick.
