Trapped in an arranged marriage, Amelia gets nothing but insecurity, abuse and constant scenes of violence. She was forced to marry Lorenzo, a dangerous mafia by her father, in exchange for one week surveillance during his campaign. When Neil, the new alpha of Castros pack and CEO of Berg oil summoned Amelia for an interview at his company, he found out Amelia is his second-chance mate. Will Neil go ahead to claim Amelia given she's already legally married? Or will he lose this second chance of claiming his mate? Will the mafia, Lorenzo sit back and watch his wife being taken by another man?
My world comes crashing down and my heart feels heavy as I stare at the man I once called father. 'Once' because he doesn't deserve to be one anymore. I used to think he would change but no, he is proving me wrong this moment. I can only cry.
"You can't just marry me off. I'm not a commodity!" I scream but my voice is just croaky.
"It's for the best Amelia. I have so many enemies. Marrying you off is one of the best, easiest way to ensure your safety and-mine as well," my father says as he grabs a bottle of wine from the table.
"The local police, the FBI, you can hire them. You have the money. Am I only worth one week surveillance to you?"
"You are my asset! All women are assets to their fathers!" My father's raging voice resounds through the whole room but he chokes from the wine in the cup he was drinking. He coughs and takes a seat.
I search the room for my mother to at least intervene and speak up for me but that woman who is always dominated by my father is somewhere in the master bedroom crying. Father had hit her when she tried to argue out my course.
"I choose what I do with you and this is the best so far..."
"Yes. Just like you had my sisters married off to political opponents way older than they are just to gain their political connections and trust. Is this a game to you?"
"Lorenzo will protect you..."
"A mafia demon that the whole FBI has sworn to lynch? Father can't you just consider my feelings? I do not feel anything for him."
"You'll feel something for him when you start spending time together. You'll learn to love him. You're young and you'll adjust with time. This is the best option for you. Amelia, I'm sick of trying to talk sense into you..."
"And I'm sick of you being selfish and conceited! Sometimes I wonder if you're actually my father..." a slap across my face throws me to the floor and shuts me up. I almost black out. It feels like a whole alp just descended on me. I curl my body and try to cover the part I know he would hit again, my head. I have already grown accustomed to his style of beating.
"I do not want freckles on your body when Lorenzo would come to pick you up. He has to get you whole. Go. Pack your things. Your mother will help you. Lorenzo will come to pick you up this evening and get your mind set, your wedding is in two days time."
I hear the thudding of his black leather shoes against the wooden stairs as he heads to his room. "Don't keep Lorenzo waiting," he says as his steps grows more louder above me.
I sit up and hold my burning cheek where I was hit, feeling a bit feverish. I sob. It's not the first time he's hitting me. I wouldn't feel it if it were to be a different case but, marrying the cold mafia of Chicago whose occupation is nothing but violence is a death sentence. How do I stay with a man I feel nothing for, the rest of my life?
I think of running away. The only thing holding me back being the wooden door at the other end but to where? Chicago is a large city and it would take my father not less than three hours to find me let alone Lorenzo who has eyes and ears everywhere. I tried it before and the result landed me in a hospital.
I gulp.
My mother comes rushing down. She grabs my hands and helps me up, straightening my clothes at the same time.
"Lorenzo will be here soon. We have to pack."
"Mum, you also think this is right? You-I don't want this," I say to my mother while holding my burning cheek.
"I'm sorry," she whispers, tears forming in her eyes. I just don't know what to do."
"Talk to father, there are other ways to ensure his safety than using me," I plead.
"Your father, he... doesn't listen to reason," mother says, her voice barely above a whisper. "He has his mind set on this and I don't know how to stop him."
Tears begin to line my cheeks and mother quickly wipes it away. "Lorenzo will protect you. It's not as bad as you think," mother says as she tucks a strand of my hair behind my ear.
"Letting someone I have no feelings for do it with me?" One of the things that scares me the most is letting a total stranger do it with me and take my virtue. This will be my first time and I've always pictured how romantic my first time would be but now this...
"Do what?"
"I-nevermind." I sigh. "Please don't let father do this to me. Krith and Emily are already in hell."
"I know its your first time but I promise you'll love it after two times."
Love what?
"Mother, I know you're not in support of this. I know."
Mother only sighs. She picks my hand and begins to drag me with her. "Don't get hit again Amelia. Please just do as he says."
Mother helps me pack my clothes while I only sulk at the corner. I smooth the helm of my shirt when mum makes eye contact with me. "Mother, please..."
"I can't do anything," mother says weakly. "Lorenzo will soon be here. Just respect and obey him and you won't feel bad. You'll be fine," mother sniffs back her tears.
"What about my freedom?"
Just as mother's lips part to reply, the door push open and father walks in dressed in dark Italian suits and his favourite dark leather shoes. He always likes exuding that funeral aura with his dark attire.
"Lorenzo is here."
He didn't say anything more, he just turns and walks out of the room.
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6 years ago, Lydia suffered a brutal betrayal orchestrated by her own husband and step-sister, who drugged her and framed her. In a twist of fate, she ended up having a one-night stand with a stranger. Don't even remember what he looked like. Later, in the throes of death, she discovered the truth about her mother's death all those years ago. In the blink of an eye, she lost everything. 6 years later, Lydia returned with her genius son, vowing to exact revenge on all her enemies! Little did she know, she encountered an incredibly familiar man at the airport! *** The man was briskly pushing open the door to the restroom, heading to the urinal. Even with such a mundane action, he did it with unparalleled elegance and grace. Lydia, following him in a daze, saw his fierce lower body and suddenly snapped back to reality. She let out a high-pitched scream, instinctively covering her eyes with her hands, her cheeks flushed, and stood there stiffly, unsure of what to do. Lambert furrowed his brows slightly but remained calm as he continued to relieve himself. The sound of water hitting the urinal made Lydia's face even redder. She angrily shouted, "You pervert!" Little did Lydia know that Lambert, seeing her in this state, had a flicker of recognition in his eyes. Memories from many years ago flashed through his mind, and his heart couldn't help but stir. It was her!
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Joelle thought she could change Adrian's heart after three years of marriage, but she realized too late that it already belonged to another woman. "Give me a baby, and I'll set you free." The day Joelle went into labor, Adrian was traveling with his mistress on his private jet. "I don't care whom you love. My debt is paid. From now on, we have nothing to do with each other." Not long after Joelle left, Adrian found himself begging on his knees. "Please come back to me."
My boyfriend called, "Baby!" as he jumped out of bed and scrambled to pull his pants off the ground. "Please, I can explain my love." Shutting my eyes, I inhaled deeply and tried not to cry when I realized that my dream of the man not being my boyfriend had been dashed. "What?" I asked, "What do you want to explain?" How did you lie about having a business meeting while you were in bed enjoying yourself with my best friend, even though I told you I was in serious pain, is that it?" I stood there, my heart pounding, and tears streaming down my face...
Everyone was shocked to the bones when the news of Rupert Benton's engagement broke out. It was surprising because the lucky girl was said to be a plain Jane, who grew up in the countryside and had nothing to her name. One evening, she showed up at a banquet, stunning everyone present. "Wow, she's so beautiful!" All the men drooled, and the women got so jealous. What they didn't know was that this so-called country girl was actually an heiress to a billion-dollar empire. It wasn't long before her secrets came to light one after the other. The elites couldn't stop talking about her. "Holy smokes! So, her father is the richest man in the world?" "She's also that excellent, but mysterious designer who many people adore! Who would have guessed?" Nonetheless, people thought that Rupert didn't love her. But they were in for another surprise. Rupert released a statement, silencing all the naysayers. "I'm very much in love with my beautiful fiancee. We will be getting married soon." Two questions were on everyone's minds: "Why did she hide her identity? And why was Rupert in love with her all of a sudden?"