Elena Godwin's life had taken a turn for the worse since the death of her father and stepmother. Her stepbrother was now the head of the family and degraded her into the rank of an inconsequential servant in her own home. She lived day after day with the abuses, but her only hope that held her strong was the thought of her grandfather's fortune waiting for her in one year, and then she could make her escape to a new life. But her dreams were shattered when she came to know that her stepbrother had sold her off to the ruthless mafia leader known as Victor Martinez to cancel his debts. Elena was then compelled to marry this Victor, and it didn't take her much time to gauge his heinous intention. He intends to violate her, get her impregnated, and discard her later on just to make her suffer for the agony he suffered from the loss of loved ones. And with every step, Elena was entangled deeper in a nightmare that had no end due to his wicked plot.
Elena's POV
The cemetery was cold and quiet as I stood alone by my parents' graves. The chill of the evening made me shiver as I hugged my coat close. Losing my father and stepmother felt like a cruel twist of fate, their absence leaving a painful emptiness in my life. The new grave, freshly turned, was a stark reminder of my grief.
A rustling sound behind me made me turn. It was Marcus, my stepbrother. His face was impassive, but his eyes held a glint of satisfaction.
"Still mourning?" he sneered. "You've got work to do."
I sighed, fighting back tears. "I need a moment, Marcus. This is all so hard."
"Hard for you, maybe," Marcus replied coldly. "But for me, it's just business. You're just another chore now."
I tried to ignore him as I turned away, but his words cut deep. I clung to the hope of my grandfather's inheritance, supposed to come in a year. I dreamed of escaping this life of misery.
The next few days were a blur of fear and confusion. I overheard Marcus talking to someone in the office-a man I didn't know. Their conversation was low but clear enough.
"Are you sure this is what you want?" the man asked, his voice rough. "Selling your stepsister to settle your debts?"
"It's the only way," Marcus replied. "She's just a pawn. Victor Martinez wants her, and I need his money."
My heart sank. Victor Martinez was a feared mafia leader, and the thought of being sold to him was terrifying.
A few days later, I found myself standing in Victor's grand but intimidating mansion. The opulence did nothing to comfort me. Victor himself was imposing, his eyes cold and calculating.
"Welcome, Elena," Victor said, his voice smooth but menacing. "I trust you understand why you're here."
"I don't," I managed to say, my voice trembling. "What's happening?"
"You're to marry me," Victor said calmly. "It's part of the deal. Marcus's debts are settled, and you're now my responsibility."
"Marry you?" I stammered. "This is insane! I'm being sold like... like a commodity."
Victor's expression remained unchanged. "It's not personal, Elena. It's business. And you'll find that I expect you to play your part in this arrangement."
As he spoke, I could feel the weight of his cruel plan settling over me. I was trapped in a world where marriages were tools for power and control.
In my darkened room that night, I tried to process my situation. The fear of my new reality was overwhelming. I knew I had to find a way to survive, to hold onto some shred of hope.
The following morning, I was jolted awake by the clanging of a brass bell. I rubbed my eyes, trying to make sense of my new surroundings. The opulent room, with its grand furnishings and intricate designs, felt alien and suffocating. As I dressed, a sense of dread settled over me, knowing that I was now a prisoner in Victor's world.
The mansion's servants guided me through a series of hallways to the dining room. The long table was set with fine china and silverware, but my appetite was nonexistent. Victor sat at the head of the table, his presence commanding even in casual attire.
"Good morning, Elena," Victor said with a chilling calmness. "I trust you slept well?"
I forced a smile. "As well as one can in a new place."
Victor's eyes narrowed slightly. "It's important that you adjust quickly. You'll find that the sooner you accept your role, the easier things will be."
I sat down cautiously, trying to avoid his gaze. The meal was silent, with only the clinking of silverware breaking the tension. After breakfast, Victor motioned for me to follow him.
We walked to a private study, decorated with dark woods and expensive art. Victor gestured for me to sit as he poured himself a drink from a crystal decanter.
"You need to understand the nature of your new position," Victor began. "This isn't just about our marriage. It's about maintaining order and control. I have enemies and alliances to manage, and you are a part of that."
"I'm not a piece on your chessboard," I said, trying to keep my voice steady.
Victor's expression darkened. "You are exactly that, Elena. And I suggest you remember your place."
I looked around the study, my mind racing. "What do you expect from me?"
Victor leaned back in his chair. "Your role is twofold. Publicly, you will be my wife, representing my interests. Privately, you will assist in various tasks that will be explained to you later. Your compliance is crucial."
"What if I refuse?" I asked, the words escaping before I could stop them.
Victor's eyes flashed with a dangerous light. "Refusal isn't an option. You belong to me now, and defiance will be met with severe consequences."
The gravity of his words sank in, and I felt a chill run down my spine. "What happens to me if I do comply?"
Victor's tone softened, but there was no warmth in it. "You will be protected and provided for, as long as you fulfill your duties. It's a simple exchange: safety for your cooperation."
The meeting ended with Victor's dismissive wave. As I left the study, I couldn't shake the feeling of impending danger. I wandered through the mansion's gardens, the beauty of the place contrasting sharply with my internal turmoil.
In a secluded corner of the garden, I found a bench and sat down, trying to collect my thoughts. The silence was comforting for a moment, but it was short-lived. I heard footsteps behind me and turned to see one of Victor's associates, a tall man with a stern face.
"Miss Hartley," he said with a nod. "I'm Lucian, Victor's right hand. I'm here to ensure you're settling in."
I tried to smile but could only manage a weary nod. "I'm adjusting, thank you."
Lucian's eyes were sharp. "Just remember, Elena, the rules here are strict. Cooperation will make things easier for you."
With that, Lucian left, leaving me with a heavy heart. I knew that my life had changed dramatically and that my fight for survival was just beginning. The opulence around me was a façade, hiding the harsh reality of my new existence.
As evening approached, I returned to my room, determined to find a way to navigate this treacherous world. I needed allies, a strategy, and most importantly, a way to reclaim my freedom. For now, I was trapped in a life controlled by a man who sought to use me for his own gain.
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