Chapter Two

It was the day. The day I tie the knot to that devil Vincenzo.

I stood in my room in front of the full-length mirror while my friends Alisha and Jordan bustled around getting ready. My wedding gown was a long gown with a train and a slit that came up, almost to my hip, if I moved the wrong way, I could be flashing something serious. It was also armless with a plunging neckline that came down to my midriff showing a whole lot of cleavage. And I was blessed in that department. This wasn't the gown my mother had bought for the wedding, I had gotten this myself to spite them, even my bridesmaids Alisha and Jordan were not left out.

This was their idea.

They both wore gowns similar to mine but with no train and theirs was in deep red. I needed father and Vincenzo to know I wasn't going down without a fight.

My mother opened the door and the look on her face as she took in the three of us was beautiful.

"What are you wearing?!!!"

"I'm not too sure but I think people of decent call it a wedding gown."

"You look like a cheap prostitute!!!"

The wedding bell sounded telling us it was time for me to come.

I smiled at my mother and made my way out the down to the chapel, I completely ignored my father's hand as I walked down the aisle with my girls by my side. I could see the shock and the lust in the eyes of our guests and the murmuring rose when I refused to let Vincenzo hold my hand. We faced the priest, and he did his thing, and then it was time to kiss the bride.

Vincenzo pulled me into his arms and joined our mouths before I had a chance to curve him, his tongue pressed between my teeth forcing his way into my mouth, and then he began to suck on my tongue. I placed my hand behind his head to pull him closer while his hold on my waist tightened and his hand began to move south.

We were interrupted by the clearing of the priest's throat.

"Have some respect for the house of God kids."

Everyone laughed and I looked at Vincenzo, he had this evil glint in his eye, but I couldn't guess what it was he wanted to do and then his eyes began to trail lower and they rested on my boobs. I had to look away before I did something really stupid like kissing him again.

The reception was no better, I had to deal with Vincenzo's erotic dancing, I had to deal with dancing with my father, I had to deal with all the fake congratulations and the condescending looks I got from haughty guests. Finally, it was time to go.

I didn't even bother waving goodbye to my guests, but I winked at Ashley and Jordan as I saw them with two hunky men, at least someone gets to be happy on this gloomy day. I dodged my mother's attempt to hug me and once again ignored my father and went straight to the black G-Wagon waiting for us. I had to admit, Vincenzo had class.

Vincenzo entered the car, and our journey began, wherever we were going to was a wild guess to me.

"Where are we going now?"

"My home in Sicily, Italy."

"Oh."

"Have you ever been?"

"Well, once. On business, I helped start up the branch there."

"Ah, that was you?"

"Yes, that was me. Considering that you stole my inheritance, I think I should play it safe and say that it's yours now, right?"

He sighed and kept quiet, opening up his laptop and going back to business I presume while I admired the town, I grew up in. If I'm been honest with myself, I won't miss a thing about this town. All the people here are rich, entitled assholes. Maybe Italy won't be so bad.

"What about my things, they're been sent to your house here."

"Don't worry about that. They're on the jet as we speak."

"Okay."

"Elena, I know you're convinced that your father is doing this to spite you, but this is much deeper than you think."

"You didn't live with him all your life."

"No, but I've known him since the day I was born. He's been a great family friend."

It's hard imagining that hard and cruel man being friends with anybody, much less been a great friend.

"I want to at least try to make things between us work."

I looked hard at him. Did I want to make things work with him?

My father gave him my inheritance and used me as the cherry on top but behind all that anger and hatred that I was feeling, I was like every other girl who wanted a happily ever after with her prince.

"Okay. Let's make it happen."

I and Vincenzo have been living in Italy for the better part of a year and things have been going just fine. Vincenzo and I agreed that I should stay home which I honestly don't mind, after all my father made me work my ass off for a company he never wished for me to have.

Anyway, it was Vincenzo's birthday in about two weeks, and I have the best birthday present prepared for him.

I'm pregnant!

No one knows yet except for my best girls Alisha and Jordan and they're flying into Italy a day before the party to celebrate. I've missed them so much and I can't wait to see them.

Vincenzo insisted I invite my parents which I grudgingly did.

I wanted to do this for him as he has been quite stressed with the company lately, numbers have been going down and I had to sell off some of my shares to help the company. And he's still got his to run, he's got several.

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It was the day of the party and I've got several butterflies in my tummy, I couldn't wait to tell him our several nights of passion has created something beautiful and its growing inside me.

The door opened and Alisha and Jordan came in.

"Oh my God! You guys finally made it!"

"Of course we did, we wouldn't have missed it for a hot night of sex with Scott Adkins."

"Who?"

"Scott Adkins, you don't know him?"

I could sense a hot male battle coming up and trust me, you don't want to be in the middle of that.

"Guys, I'm nervous. What if he doesn't like the news?"

"Then we'd kill him and burn the body."

I had to laugh, that's Alisha and Jordan for you. Always leaning toward illegal thoughts and action.

"Let's get this party started, girls."

About an hour into the party, the celebration was in full swing but was missing the celebrant. Now that I think about it, no one has seen much of him since he did his toast. I made my excuses and went in search of him, I stopped at his office, he wasn't there but some things were knocked over from his desk, so I went over to pick them up. A particular document caught my attention, I sat on his seat and began to read it and also the whole file. Sobs racked my body as I saw that all the while Vincenzo told me that the company was in trouble and I had to sell my shares, I had simply been transferring them to him and that means that he owns one hundred percent of Teko Corp. I packed up the files and as I tried to stand from his seat, something red caught my eye. I picked it up and received yet another shock, it was a red thong, and I knew for a fact it wasn't mine.

I stood up in a fit of rage and made my way to our room, I heard some unholy sounds that shouldn't be coming from that room if I wasn't there. I busted the door open and on our matrimonial bed, on top of my husband was Alisha.

"What the fuck?!"

They both scrambled away from each other and struggled to put clothes on.

"How could you do this to me?!"

"I'm sorry, Elena, this wasn't supposed to happen?"

"Me catching you wasn't supposed to happen?"

"I'm so..."

"Just get out. I'll deal with your sorry ass later!"

She scrambled away from the room and I closed the door and locked it behind her. I went into the closet and picked up a bat, I was going to do some major damage and I wasn't going to feel sorry about it. He must have read my mind because he quickly got himself into his underwear and tried to reason with me.

"Why did you do it?"

"Do...what?"

"Trick me into giving you all of my shares. I own nothing!!!"

"I just didn't want to share...I'm sorry..."

Wrong answer.

I swung the bat aiming for his kneecaps, but my hands had other plans and the bat hit his abdomen. He doubled over on the bed and clutched his abdomen while moaning into the bed.

"I gave up everything because I thought you loved me!!!"

"I'm sorry, you're a nice girl and all...but I just don't love you."

That was it. I saw red and I began to swing the bat as a woman possessed and I didn't stop until I was pulled away by strong arms.

I looked at the door only now realizing that it had been broken down and my guests were piling the doorway, I caught the eye of my father and my mother standing next to him.

"This is what you wanted, is it not?"

My father just looked at me with some sort of emotion, but I couldn't let myself be bothered about it.

"Everyone get out! Party's over!!!"

One by one they filed out of my room and out of my house, Alisha and Jordan tried to speak to me, but I was having none of it.

I wanted them gone.

I wanted out. I was done been used.

"Elena, trust me things were not meant to turn out like this."

"Get out, Henry. I wish you were dead!"

My parents gasped and I saw a look of hurt cross my father's face before they turned and left. I turned to Vincenzo who was still standing by the bed.

"And what the fuck are you doing here?!"

He hesitated for a second before picking up his clothes and left the room.

I sat on the bed and wept, I just wanted to feel loved and happy. I wanted to be able to trust someone without second thoughts, that isn't supposed to be this hard.

I opened the nightstand and pulled out the pregnancy test. What was I going to do? One thing for sure I'm getting a divorce from Vincenzo. I should have followed my gut and not fallen for Vincenzo; I would have been better.

I stood up and went into my closet, packing up all my clothes and jewelry. I still had some money from when I worked for my dad and some of the money made from my shares, enough to see me through for now and I'd be needing a job.

I changed into a more comfortable outfit and booked a flight to Venice, I didn't want to go back to the States and the people here were lovely, and I've always wanted to live in Venice. It's really beautiful.

I ordered an Uber to take me to the airport, I decided to leave the test on the nightstand. It's not like he ever looks in there anyway.

I trudged my suitcases downstairs and to the waiting vehicle and not once did Vincenzo come out from wherever hole he hid himself in.

The ride was smooth, it was like the driver knew the mood I was in and knew the right songs to play, I had to leave him a five star. The hotel was fancy, five stars. I wasn't having less, after all the activities of the past month's, It's the least I could treat myself to. I had to plan my life moving forward. I had about enough to get a house and furnish it, and some more extra to keep me and my baby going.

At least daddy paid well.

I flopped down on my bed and just stared at the ceiling; this was what my life was now.

A 24-year-old disinherited woman about to be a single mother.

I could live with that.