Captured (Unedited)

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Alexander POV
It had been 2 weeks since I'd seen Alexander. It was either he left too early and came back late or he never came at all. My wounds had been healing and I was putting on a little bit of healthy weight. Elizabeth and I had gone out a few times, since it was almost Christmas i had never exactly enjoyed Christmas, in fact it was the worst time for me because my parents would actually go out drinking then beat me when they came back. I never got the chance to taste that Christmas turkey everyone speaks of. Sitting out the garden as I took a bite of my sandwich, to my surprise there was Alexander walking towards me. My eyes couldn't help but scan his tall well-built figure, Alexander was indeed an attractive man, even with his scars, however his character ruined everything. "Hi" he says taking a seat next to me, "hi" I greet back, "biscuits?" I offer awkwardly, looking down at the side plate then at me, he takes one, "grazie" he says before biting into it making me send him a soft smile. "I see you healing up" he says, "yeah" I respond, don't worry I will be all brand new again so u can bruise me yourself I think to myself. "We going out tonight" he says making me furrow my brows, "on a date just us 2" he says, "unfortunately look at my hair, I don't thi-" "we can fix it, I will ask someone to come do it for you" he says making me pause for a moment. Nodding my head in agreement since he left no room for argument. Getting up his seat, "be ready at 7:00" he says before walking off. This man was just strange, did he feel sorry for me. No, Alexander and sorry cannot go in one sentence, what exactly was his agenda, shaking the idea off I continued with my sandwich.

Hours had passed since I sat out the garden, Elizabeth coming into view, "what are you still doing here the stylist is waiting" she scolds making me furrow my brows, dragging me into the house the man with blond hair stood out. "We are so sorry Mario for keeping you waiting, here's the lady of the night" the man turning to face us, the eyeliner on his eyes dark, "hi I'm Tatiana" I smile, "Mario " he says with his thick accent, " guide me to your bedroom" he urges. 

Reluctantly nodding I lead the way as he dragged his suitcase along. Shutting the door behind him he raises his brow, "oh honey you just look......terrifying" he says making me frown, "but we are about to change that" he says excitedly rushing over to me, taking hold of the strands on my hair, "you a natural blond" he smiles, "take a seat"  he orders. "Uhm..Mario I want to cut it" I announce honestly, "what! this can be fixed" he argues, "no cut it" I say, narrowing his eyes at me, "how short" giving him a smile, "pixie short", "your wish is my command Mrs Giordano" he says as he got started with washing it.
I had learnt Mario is actually nice, actually more on the funny side but also brutally honest. I had grown to liking him more as our conversation went on. I learnt his father is Italian while his mother is American, he's always grown up in Italy, but speaks both language. He's been styling Alexander's hair for some time.

Towel drying my hair the door swings open. "How's it going" Alexander questions, Mario's cheeks turning bright red, "well hello Mr Giordano" he says battering his lashes making me giggle, "Mario, how's it going" giving him a sadistic smile, "oh well she's gorgeous but leave, you will see her once she's done" he snaps making Alexander raise his brow, "shoo now" he orders before Alexander walked out. I couldn't help but laugh at how a big scary man like Alexander would take orders from Mario.

Cutting my hair Mario and I spoke more about his experience in the beauty industry, avoiding the topic of how I came to marry Alexander to be honest. Doing my makeup he refused to let me see myself.
Finally done with everything he brought up the rack of dresses, scanning through them, "This one!" He says making me furrow my brows, "it describes you more honey, trust me put it on" he urges.
Slipping the dress on along with the shoes feeling my body exposed, "Mario I'm sure it's beautiful but look at these bruises" I point out, "honey, that's why I'm here" he smiles before having me stand like a statue, coating my arms and neck with my makeup.
Being done a huge smile played on his face, "perfezionare" (perfect) he whispered in awe. "Can I Look now" I urge. Removing the sheet off the mirror, my jaw dropping at the sight of my dress and my body in it.

My scars covered, my neck on full display with the pixie cut he had done a better job than I had expected

My eyes widening in pure disbelief, "you like" he questions. "I love" I breathe engulfing him in a hug, "thank you so much" I laugh in disbelief at myself. I didn't know I could look beautiful, the pixie cut giving me a bolder appearance.
The door swinging open making contact with Elizabeth, her jaw dropped, "Dio Mio you look....you look gorgeous" she stutters in awe making me smile in complete joy, "thank you" I smile.

Hearing the knock on my door, "it's Alexander" Elizabeth smiles as I began to get nervous, urging me to open the door, my eyes widened at out amazing he looked. A dark lavender shirt that outlined his shoulders and arms, his hair slicked back, but what made my mouth dry was the large bouquet of flowers in his hand.....

Alexander POV
Feeling myself stir in my pants as I tried to control my urge to rip the dress off her, her short hair showing her insanely beautiful features and eyes, noticing my silence,"uhm, you look beautiful" I blurt out, fuck just beautiful fucken Alessandro. She looks like a fucken goddess and out of all words you just use simple beautiful. Great fucken move, looking taken aback by my words, "uhm...thank you" she smiles softly, making me want to fuck her right there and then. "Oh these are for you" I say giving her the bouquet of roses, "thank you" she whispers, I think she would have been more appreciative of diamonds, come on Alessandro you better than this.

Tatiana POV
Taking the flowers from him not really sure how to react, they quickly grabbed out of my hand, "I will put this in water while you both enjoy yourselves" Elizabeth smiles. Looking in between them I nervously get out the room. Making our way outside finding his Lamborghini truck parked, opening the door for me I stepped in. Getting in the car his delicious cologne filling the room. "So where are we going?" I question reluctantly, "you will see"  he says.

Getting to a fancy restaurant, seeming we are the only ones at the place. The place scattered with rose petals, getting to the round table, to my shock he pulls the chair open for me. Taking a seat across me, "champagne?" He offers, before I could protest, "non-alcoholic" he says quickly, nodding my head, pouring me a drink then himself. Taking a sip of the bubbly drink. "So you booked the entire place out for just us?" I question, clearing his throat, "yes, you like it?" , scanning the area, "yeah it's nice" I smile. Dinner was served as we ate in awkward silence.

"Alexander?" I call out , looking up at me, "why are we here" I question reluctantly, "what do you mean?" He questions, "I mean why am I dressed up what are we doing is there a reason for this?" I question, his jaw clenching. "So you don't see my efforts", furrowing my brows at his reaction, "what?" I question in confusion, "I did all of this for you" he spits making me flinch, "I don't know if you just being unappreciative but I did all of this to prove my commitment to making us work" he barks in anger, "FINE, LET'S GO, I WAS CLEARLY WASTING MY TIME" he yells. Getting up from my seat following him to the car in complete silence. Making it home with him following behind, my anger growing stronger,  "YOU KNOW WHAT ALEXANDER NO!" I yell now facing him, "excuse me?", "NO FUCK YOU!" I spit, "FUCK YOU!" "You abuse and treat me like shit for months and now because you decide to play saint I must fucken bow down" I yell, "who the fuck do you think you are, I'm grateful for you  saving me but I wouldn't need saving if you didn't fucken kidnap me in the first place!!" I yell tears now blurring my eyes, I had to fucken think and pray I wouldn't get raped or killed" a sadistic laughter escapes my lips, "oh that's not it, prior to that I was with a selfish bastard who now thinks because of a fucken bunch of roses and food I have to be excited like his whore Natalia" I scream, breathing out, "ever since I got here I have been a business transaction" I whisper, "you didn't even fucken ask me out on the date you commanded me like the dog you see me as" I say in disgust, my lips quivering deciding I've said enough I make my way  upstairs. Damn you Tatiana for crying I scold myself. So much more I had to say.