Dmitri switched on the lights after dropping her off on the bed.
He feared that she would be tormented by the darkness after the gruesome murder she had witnessed.Tears were streaming down her cheeks and she said nothing neither did she adjust from where he had dropped her.He noticed that she was beautiful. She was very very beautiful. Perhaps that was why the Don had made the decision of taking her as his contract bride, which was unlike him. He was known for his loathe and hate for women.Even as she cried and tears fought for their way down her cheeks, her beauty still stood out.He looked away from her fearing that desires of her might come creeping at him.Her hair was messy with strands of hair all over her face. Must have been while she struggled with the soldiers he proclaimed within him.She was a nobody to him, and he was a nobody too but somehow he found her continuous tears touching him to his core.He put his hand into his pocket and brought out the handkerchief he had planned giving her earlier before he was interrupted.She accepted it and wiped her tears with it.He was himself surprised at his own actions because he did not want to have anything to do with the Don's contracted bride. She meant something to him and that was why he had desired her. He couldn't dare desire her too.He turned to give her space, sensing that she was in her most vulnerable state at the moment.He left the room and stood outside the door, waiting to see if she would call out to him.Eleanorah was surprised by his act. He was the one that had argued with her not long ago about orders and his responsibilities and now he was leaving her alone.Wasting no time to think about the consequences of what her actions might bring her, she immediately wiped her tears again with the handkerchief he had given her.Opening the wardrobe filled to the brim with clothes, she started selecting all the scarves she could find in them.Then she began to tie them together, strong enough as she could, trying to create a rope out of them.Occasionally she would run over the window, throwing the length of it down to check where it could reach over the wall.And then she'd go back and add more materials to it, checking back again and again.She continued doing this until she heard the sound of footsteps.Immediately, she rushed to the bed, switching off the bed lamp that sat on the table near her head."Signorina, I brought water for you to cook your temper" Dmitri went as he opened the door but noticed that the lights had been switched off.He walked over to the side table the lamp sat on and dropped the covered glass of water he carried.Turning to the darkness, he noticed the opened wardrobe but took nothing out of it, thinking that it had become so because Eleanorah wanted to switch clothes.He saw her leg outside the blanket she had covered herself with and and went to bed side to adjust the blanket to cover her legs as well..He saw that the black trousers she has on when she came was still on her."Perhaps she was too tired to change this too " he muttered to himself and then walked out to the room..Believing him to be gone, Eleanorah came out of the baskets and continued to tie the scarves together.Finishing and confirming that it could reach the floor from the window, she ran to the window and began tying an extreme end of the rope she had made to the window shield while throwing the other out of the window.As she was about to climb, Dmitri opened the doors and flashed the light from the socket that was at the entrance of the Wall."Signorina!!!!!" He whispered at her, trying not to call the attention of the other Soldiers.He held her and brought her down from the window she had wanted climbing out of."Let me go Dmitri" she began sobbing, "please just let me go""I'm sorry Signorina but I cannot let you go" he began saying,, calmly again and without emotions like he had done before." I cannot let you endanger your life, my life and that of your sister's, Signorina" he added, his last word touching her heart." If the Don catches you trying to run away, I am very sure he would stop all treatments being made for your sister and this would make her suffer in pain and die"Eleanorah landed across his face as soon as the words came out of them." Are you trying to lecture me right now" she said, annoyed at what he had told her.She had found him to be a familiar spirit to deal with, and she found slapping him becoming casual to her, even though they had no relationships that could warrant such.She was doing them all with the title of the mafia boss' wife she was." Signorina, The Don has gone to Casablanca. You shouldn't run away nor put yourself in danger, you should enjoy the fortress before he returns"" I honestly do not care anymore Dmitri. I just want to rub very far away. I don't care about any other thing again" she sobbed , still in his arms, regardless of the fact that she had slapt him." My Don, be hated colour. It reminds him of himself. Regardless of whoever it is that brought aby colorful things or made anywhere colorful, punishments awaited the person" he told her.Eleanorah's eyes widened as they enlarged, wanting him to tell her more of the revelations but he did not.Instead he took her up and returned her to the bed once again.He retreated to the door again and stood, watching over her." Won't you go to sleep too" she inquired looking at him from the bed she was in." Signorina, my duty is to protect you"eleanorah's eyes opened and she stared at the sky but couldn't see it as she was in a room, shroud in darkness even though it was morning and she had heard the crowing of the chirping birds.the room was dimly lit and had no sunlight coming in because of the curtains that were covered.she noticed that they had been changed while she was asleep.everything in the room had been changed from the multiple colours that had been used to design it.most noticeable was the curtains that were changed to a thicker and black material unlike the light flowery former that had been used on it.she also noticed that the wardrobe had been changed too, everything has been changed except the bedsheets she laid on, which were still brown and the only brown found in the room.she stood up and went to the window and shifted the curtains to allow the sunlight into the room.turning back she was startled by what she saw.dmitri was still in the room. he had stood by her side near the bed throughout the ni
"Hold the chair properly ma'am!!!" The lady shouted as she kept dragging the ropes of the dress she had picked for her."Aren't you done tying it yet?" She asked in between sighs."It's already too tight on my body, it's already too much. You need to losen it up a bit" " I'm sorry ma'am, but I was instructed to make all your features be in highlight" she said and continued to drag the ropes of the dress making it to be tighter and tighter, almost choking Eleanor and making breathing hard for her.The lady seemed to carry a resentment towards her and she could not tell why. But she kept her peace enduring the pain, lest she gets reported to the Don and she has herself to blame for it.The lady continued to tie on the rope before she stopped knowing that it could not be tightened anymore.She hated everything and anything about the Mafia boss. And now that he was getting married, she thought that picking on his wife was the best thing to do since she couldn't show her hate to the Mafi
"Have they sent the complete payment now?" Vincent asked the only man that sat in the plane with him."Yes Don. They've received the drugs as well" he said and the plane went into a period of stark silence again.A lady clad in semi-nude clothes walked out of one of the bathrooms.She was thick and her waist was a sight to behold.Her breasts were also pushed out of the satin short top she wore, which were almost tearing because of her breasts that seemed too big to fit into the clothes.Only a button was what held the top and prevented her nipples from shooting out of them.She walked into where he was carrying coffee to give him and the underboss.The two of them were the only ones in sight in the plane. His soldiers and men were out of sight but were in the plane as well." Who let you into the plane?" The underboss asked when he saw her making way to serve him coffee.Vincent did not budge nor move, instead he kept his face forward, leaving the issue to his underboss to handle."T
It is said that one's wedding day is the best moment of their lives, the day they voice their vows of being together for better or for worse, on sickness or in death, and till death did them apart.But for Eleanorah, she felt as if she was being forced to the altar to accept a fate she had never in her life imagined she would have to live.Staring at the Mafia don who stood in front of her facing her and with blood stained suit, she couldn't help but imagine whom he had killed and how many of the people he had killed for him to be stained with blood, and for him also not to bother about changing his suit before arriving at his fortress.Her gaze drifted to the priest who seemed more scared than she was.He seemed to be in a a haste and was reading the Chapters of the Bible with speed as if someone had been chasing him."Do you Vincent Vincenzo, take Eleanorah Cortessi as your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, to..... "he wanted to complete but stopped immediately when he saw
Dmitri opened his eyes. He found himself on the bed of a dimly lit Ron and he immediately got down from the bed, confused about how he got to be on it.Looking around the room he could not find Eleanorah. His heart skipped a bit. Where could she have gone, what did she do to him the night before that had made him fall asleep, surely she couldn't have fed him anything because she wouldn't know how to get anything to feed him.Recalling, he remembered that he had tucked her into her bed and has began massaging her swollen ankle while standing and she had asked him to sit on the bed while helping her out. He had refused knowing what the Don's wrath was like , especially if he were to walk in on them and misunderstand the situation. More than anything, the Don hated people trespassing their boundaries, and hated it more when people tried coveting what belonged to him. He was a possessive man, and possessive terror was felt whenever someone tried stealing from him.He had grown up without
"Is the Don falling in love master?" A chef asked the head chef who was beside him. "He seems to. But the Don is not one to fall in love. He is a stone hearted human. Can this girl be able to break the shackles?" He answered and asked at the same time. Dmitri heard them and turned to look but they immediately went on with what they had been doing. The head chef watched as the others dished out the food while also arranging what she had scattered. He knew the Don. He was one of the oldest people of the fortress and he had lived in since when his brother had died, so he knew most things about him and about how his world had been shaped because of his upbringing. But in all the years he had been at the fortress, he had never allowed anyone else make the Don's meal. Even though he seldom ate and was always out and about with his businesses, the little times he ate at home, it had always been whatever he made. No one had tried taking up the cooking from him. She seemed not just trying
"Run Vin, run!! Do not allow your father see you, run and hide!" She screamed as she took her first son, heading out of the door to return, rushing to return him to the dark room she had brought him out of, against her husband's orders.Vincent did not know what to do, his legs were shaky as he stood watching his mother run away with Martin his elder brother, rushing to return him to the dark room before his father, whose car engine sounds could be heard, would return to the fortress.Vin's brother, Martin was the heir. His father always drummed it into his mom's ears but she never wanted to hear of it.She never wanted to watch her son go through a tumultuous childhood all in the name of raising him to become a ruthless Mafia, but she could do nothing no matter what brutal training he was subjected to. sometimes when her husband was out of town, she occasionally brought him out of the dark room and made him interact with his brother, while also feeding him from dishes she made, sinc
Eleanorah Cortessi's heart raced with anxiety as she sat by her younger sister's bedside in the small town clinic. Her sister's condition was deteriorating rapidly, requiring expensive medical treatments and the doctors had made it clear that without immediate treatment, she was at the risk of giving up the ghost. Sad thing was that they refused to commence treatments on her if an installment was not paid. She might not survive the night, she knew and in the desperation of the moment, Eleanorah's father had left with the promise of returning with the money needed for the treatments, but hours had passed, and there was no sign of him.Eleanorah got apprehensive. Her father was not one to waste hours going to borrow money from his "friends and co-workers" like he had told her before he left.It was almost midnight, it didn't feel right. He couldn't leave them for hours in the hospital when his daughter's health was in the hands of fate. She stood up and meant to walk out of the clinic