ARIANA
Monty was with me when I went downstairs. We were visiting the basement where they were keeping Marie locked. Monty made sure to turn that place as dirty as it was every single fucking day. And she was asked to clean that all up again. It was not as bad for her. But cleaning blood, flesh and faecal matter every single day was definitely a torture. Not as bad as it was actually for me. But according to her age, I could say, it was acceptable.
Monty signalled the guards and they all left. Once we were left alone, I wrapped my arms, pushing my boobs up a bit. “Tsk tsk tsk! Look at you. How have tables turned? Have you noticed, Monty?” My question was for Marie, and my voice was laced with sarcasm. Marie looked at Monty, standing behind me.
“You couldn't even come here without him following your ass. Tell me, are you spreading your legs for him? Is he your lover?” Like a bitch she was, she started barking at me almost instantly. Though, her insults went unheard. In fact, I laughed at her. She was so naive. She believed, Monty was there for me.
I walked toward her. Monty cleared his throat and I halted my steps. “Oh, you old scheming hag, Monty is here to make sure I wouldn't get rid of you for good. Because your master knew if I came here to talk to you, I'd get rid of you. Or at least, I'll break a limb or two.” I spoke calmly, giggling as if the topic was somewhat funny.
Marie gulped hard and looked at Monty. My smirk widened. “I am just here to tell you, you no longer belong here. I made sure to get you out of my home at the very least.” I informed her about her future. She had thousands of questions but she was too surprised to ask them.
I turned around to leave. “This was never your home to begin with. You stole it, you fucking whore.” The moment her voice echoed around me, my blood boiled. Within a second, a dagger was in my hands. I knew I was about to kill that bitch. I launched at her, pointing the dagger at her face. Murder, I was no longer afraid of it. After all, my husband was the Mafia Lord.
Before I could get to her, Monty grabbed me from behind. “Mrs De Luca, please. Don't do anything that'll anger the master. You know, he specifically asked me to keep an eye on you.” Monty was trying to scare me by Enzo's wrath.
“I don't fucking care if he keeps me locked inside his bedroom as a punishment. I want to end that bitch. How dare you?” I growled at her angrily, fighting Monty to let me go. Monty was doing his best to hold me away from Marie, but I was constantly kicking hard. He took a few punches as well but ke kept trying to tame me.
I was almost there. I was almost near Marie. A loud growl echoed in the basement. I froze at the familiar voice. My heart skipped a beat when Enzo was standing in front of me. He was actually shielding her from me. “Get out of my way, Enzo.” I spoke in a low tone.
He shamelessly wrapped one of his arms around my waist, pulling me closer. “I will take care of this for you, my Sweetness.” He whispered in my ear, his voice was laced with seduction. A few minutes later, Marie was forced to sit on the ground.
Enzo wanted me to leave but I insisted on staying. I wanted to see everything with my own two eyes. Enzo was shameless. He was sitting on a chair and ke kept on his lap. “You have two minutes to explain yourself.” Enzo growled at her, pulling me to his chest.
“Master! Have mercy on me. I did everything that you asked me to do.” She responded almost quickly. Quicker than I had expected from her.
“Don't you fucking lie. Did I ask you to torture her? Did I tell you that she cheated?” Enzo was angry. So angry that I heard his heart almost beating out of his chest. I had to place my hand on his chest to calm him down. He didn't look at me, but he placed his large hand on the small of my back.
“You were screaming at her, liar , cheater… what was I supposed to assume with this. And you asked me to take care of her. You didn't say anything else. I just put the two and two together, master. It's not my fault.” Marie started crying in front of Enzo, giving justifications for everything that she was queried about.
I feared Enzo would forgive her again. It all sounded as if Enzo was at fault. But deep inside my chest, I knew she was lying. And she was doing all this for someone else. I wasn't sure, and I had no proof, so I had to stay quiet.
I watched Enzo pinching the bridge of his perfectly sculpted nose. “It was my fault for not being clear about my orders.” And there it was. I heard him whisper something I didn't want to hear. I couldn't see Marie's face, but I couldn't imagine a nasty smile appearing on her face on her victory while Enzo wasn't watching her.
I wanted to say something. I didn't want her forgiven for what she did to me. She did it for someone else. Not because she thought that's what Enzo was saying. But before I could open my mouth, I heard Enzo speaking again. “I am afraid, there is nothing I can do about that. You have to go.” My heart skipped a beat when Enzo said those words.
I pulled away from him to look into his eyes. “You went too far. You hurt her way too much. I almost lost my beloved. If I am to blame, I still can't forgive you. And this is her home now. I do what she wants. Because I love her way too much.” My heart was melting in my chest with each word that left his mouth.
The way he was looking at me. The way his hand protectively stayed in my back. The way he was constantly rubbing his knuckles against my cheek. I was breathing heavily. Something was happening to my heart. I was surrendering, despite all the things I had decided about him.
When I couldn't take it anymore, I turned my face away. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I hugged him tightly. “Master, where will I go?” I heard Marie asking but at that moment, I was more interested in listening to his heart that was beating in the same rhythm as mine.
“It was her decision. And I can't lose her. You have to go. Monty will take you away. And for my mistake, you will be compensated. But if I ever see you here again, I will forget what you did for my mother.” Hearing him growl was kinda sexy. It was the first time he was scolding that old hag.
Marie started crying and begging for mercy. Without another word, Enzo stood up, and I wrapped my legs around his waist. I could feel his breath on my neck, and I was sure, he could feel my warm breath fanning on his neck. He carried me out, without looking back at pleading Marie.