Sophia
He dragged me inside the house and almost threw me in the living room, holding me by my arm just before I fell. Caprice came running to my side "Soph" she hugged me tightly and I did too. I was so scared I wanted her to take me away from here somewhere, anywhere. "Where were you? I was so worried" she said breaking the hug.
"I would like you all to meet my wife and the Donna of the Mafia Famiglia : Mrs. Sophia Caprio" Don told them before I could have gathered any words to reply her. Caprice's eyes went wide and her hands flew to her mouth in shock. Ricardo almost spilled his drink "Have you lost your mind brother? You can not do it. You are the Don being your wife means to be the Donna, to be someone whose stature is though not as high as yours but close enough, do you think a whore should be given that position?" Ricardo's use of words were like a dagger to my soul. whore I am tried of being called as a whore. But he is not wrong I don't want to be some Donna, hell I don't even know what Donna is. "I am not asking for your opinion I am informing you." He said in a stern tone to his brother. "But Brother you can't just-just go..." before he could complete his sentence Don held his collar "I do what I want and no one tells me what I should do, Don't ever forget that" his tone was angry. He left his collar with a jerk and dragged me by arms to our room.
I stood closer to the door and he walked towards the bed. I was so scared to move. My legs were trembling, I was even more scared than the day I came here for the first time. "You are planning to stand by door whole night? You think you can run again standing closer to the door?" He said in his ever present angry tone as he kept his gun on the bedside chest, he threw his shirt on the floor and took off his belt. I shook my head in a "No", God only knows how much I am regretting running right now, or maybe stopping at that tree. "Come here" he called me and I moved towards him with shivering feet. His eyes were giving me sheer anger. He was so intimidating right now, and he is crushing me.
"Kneel" I looked at him with wide eyes, but his look shut me up before I could muster the courage to say anything. "Are you deaf? I said On Your Knees. NOW!" His command warn me to obey him before he loses his temper even more. I bend on my knees in front of him. "I told you you defy me once and I will make you regret the day you were born. Do you remember everything I told you the first night?" he asked while looking down at me?" "Y-yes D-don"
"Open your hands and hold them out" Not wanting to anger him more, if that is even possible I held them out. "Say what I told you that night". He commanded.
"Y-you o-own me and I am to ob-obey you and n-never d-de-defy y-you" I said with trembling voice. I am not sure if my hands were shaking more or my voice. I shrill scream escape as I let out a cry. His belt connected with my palms shooting a sudden pain through my hands.
"Continue" he ordered. " T-To no-not dis-di-disrespect y-you" another lash came down and I let out another cry. I tried hard not to drop or rub my palms. My tears were flowing uncontrollably
"T-To n-never" I was more than scared to even complete this one "Say it " he growled. "T-to n-never-never-r-run fro-from y-you" My hands fell down, I don't know how I survived that blow without fainting. I put them up again for him to continue and he gave me a light appreciating look but his anger was too much to care right now.
"T-to n-never lie to y-you" the leather send the piercing pain for the forth time.
"To wear e-either something y-you have worn f-for the day when getting ready for bed or sleep nude" I waited for the blow with closed eyes but it never came. Maybe this is the only rule I never broke, not even when he wasn't around.
"Was that all" he said in his angry voice and I continued "T-to n-not l-let any o-other m-man t-touch me" He hit my palm again with his belt. That one gap had really thrown me off guard. It hurt too much.
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Bleeding Love
RomanceThis is a story of two broken souls who were brought together by one's lust and other's fear. Sophia She was young, innocent, loving and pretty with big eyes that were the mirror of her soul. She was sinfully beautiful but broken. She was alone. S...