Unintended Wife Of A Mafia Ep 5

CONTINUATION

Two Days Before The Wedding

Siara Reed (Fl)

(schooled her emotions from those in the car as it wound up the steep driveway high above the city.)

Siara Reed (Fl)

**I know that they expected a scared Russian girl who has no idea what is going on, but it is hard to maintain that persona.**

Siara Reed (Fl)

**Okay, maybe not that hard.**

Siara Reed (Fl)

**I am scared, terrified at what might happen in the event that the man who took me found out that I amn’t who he thought I am.**

Siara Reed (Fl)

**He didn’t look like the type that would laugh at a joke or even crack a true smile. And whatever evil thing he has planned for Azary? He is definitely expecting it to go his way.**

Siara Reed (Fl)

(looked out of the window, down at the twinkling lights below them).

Siara Reed (Fl)

**I have briefly thought about putting up a fight with the guard that has come to get me, noting that it isn’t the one who has taken me to his boss earlier.**

Siara Reed (Fl)

**He has gotten a face full of raked nails, trying to get me to go back to that prison of a room. He glared at me immediately after, and for a moment I thought he was about to do something terrible.**

Instead, the guard has pushed her into the car and climbed in, either afraid that she would shout out or bound by some instructions to make sure she not to be harmed.

Siara Reed (Fl)

(Either way, she is not getting out of this, not by herself.)

Siara Reed (Fl)

The car pulled up to a large mansion that dwarfed all the houses she have visited in her lifetime, and the door opened for her.

“Come,” the guard said in gruff Russian, motioning for her to get out of the car.

Siara Reed (Fl)

(climbed out into the balmy night, staring up at the mansion with some trepidation.)

Siara Reed (Fl)

**This is probably my new prison—rather, Azary’s new prison with her soon-to-be husband**.

Siara Reed (Fl)

**It is all just crazy to think about what is going on and what the poor girl would have had to deal with if she was still alive. I wanted to say that I am made of stronger stuff than her, having lived through some shìt in my life.**

Siara Reed (Fl)

**But Azary? She was just a child! No more than seventeen when she is ripped from everything she knew. If she were in my place, she’d be terrified out of her mind.**

Siara Reed (Fl)

**Maybe it is good that she has died so that she wouldn’t have to live with a monster who clearly has only one thing on his mind for her.**

Unknown

“Azary Azarov.”

Siara Reed (Fl)

(The formal patronymic greeting almost caught her off guard. she turned, remembering that is supposed to be her formal name, and saw a man standing on the steps to the mansion.)

Unknown

(He is dressed in a severe grey suit, his hair neatly combed back off his forehead.)

Elon Ropnov[Ml Driver & Guard]

“Good evening. I’m Elon Ropnov,”

Elon Ropnov[Ml Driver & Guard]

“I’m Mr. Volkov’s personal driver. Welcome to the mansion.”

Siara Reed (Fl)

(lifted her chin but kept her mouth shut, knowing that she needed to be careful with how and to whom she responded.)

Elon Ropnov[Ml Driver & Guard]

(didn’t seem surprised at her lack of response, gesturing toward the door.)

Elon Ropnov[Ml Driver & Guard]

“Please, if you will follow me,” (answered in beautiful Russian)

Siara Reed (Fl)

(glanced back at the car, thinking about running back in. But the guards would only drag her back out. But at the same time, she knew that once she walked into that mansion, it would be all over.)

(her life, her identity, everything.)

Siara Reed (Fl)

(walked up the stairs and through the door, the smells of lavender and roses filling her senses.)

A wiry older woman is standing in the foyer, her hair pulled back into a severe bun at the nape of her neck. She is wearing a black dress with no adornment, reminding me somewhat of a nun without her scarf.

Lera ( Head Maid)

“Good evening, Azary Azarov,”

Lera ( Head Maid)

I am Lera Pushkino, the maid and caretaker of this property. I hope you will find it to your liking.”

Siara Reed (Fl)

**Her voice is hollow, letting me know that she didn’t approve of me being here and couldn't care less if I liked the place or not. I wondered just how much they have been privy to the plan.**

Siara Reed (Fl)

“I want to go home,” (said softly, her voice breaking.)

Lera ( Head Maid)

(No emotion flickered over her face.)

Lera ( Head Maid)

“You are home now, devushka.” { Girl}

Siara Reed (Fl)

😞

Lera ( Head Maid)

“Come, I will show you your room.”

Lera turned and started up the beautiful staircase that led to the second landing, the wrought-iron railing scrolled with crystal decorations . A large chandelier hung suspended from the vaulted ceiling above and the floor is white marble.

Siara Reed (Fl)

**there is something sterile about the mansion, something that made me wonder if the walls have ever heard laughter or happiness.**

Siara Reed (Fl)

(Swallowing, she started up the stairs, her hand shaking as it gripped the railing.)

Siara Reed (Fl)

(Run, her conscience screamed at her, trying to get her to turn around.)

Siara Reed (Fl)

(But she didn’t. she couldn’t.)

Siara Reed (Fl)

(Soon, she found myself on the second landing)

The second landing’s floor is carpeted, so plush that her beat-up Converse shoes sank into it with each step she took. This is opulence beyond measure, a statement to something. Most people did it because they were compensating for something they couldn’t have or didn’t have.

She doubted that Volkov is that sort of man. He didn’t look like someone who is missing anything in his life.

Siara Reed (Fl)

(marched down a long hall to the end, where a door stood open with light spilling out from inside.)

Lera ( Head Maid)

(pushed open the door wider.)

Lera ( Head Maid)

“This is your room.”

Siara Reed (Fl)

(stepped inside, and the sight took her breath away).

Lera ( Head Maid)

“This is your washroom,” (continued, crossing over the room to the door to the left and throwing it open).

Lera ( Head Maid)

“Everything, you will see, has been stocked in anticipation of your arrival. The wardrobe is full of clothing that is your size, and the dresser is where you will find your underthings and lìngerïe.”

Siara Reed (Fl)

(vaguely listening to her, noting that the dresser is covered with makeup and other feminine things that every woman would find in their own room.)

Siara Reed (Fl)

**Holy shìt…How long has Volkov been planning this?**

Lera ( Head Maid)

“This.” (pointed to a button on the wall near the bed). “Is to summon me. I have staff around the clock to see to your needs. Your meals will be delivered unless the master wants you to dine with him. I will give you the schedule of meals tomorrow.”

Siara Reed (Fl)

**Master?**

Siara Reed (Fl)

**My head is reeling from what is happening. I thought the mansion was going to be my prison. No, it would appear that I amn’t even going to get that. This bedroom is going to be everything in my life.**

Lera ( Head Maid)

“Get some rest,” (said as she walked to the door.)

Lera ( Head Maid)

“He will be home soon.”

Siara Reed (Fl)

(waited until she closed the door before crossing the room and trying the door handle.)

Siara Reed (Fl)

**It is exactly what I figured is going to happen.**

Siara Reed (Fl)

**I am locked in from the outside.**

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To Be Continued 😉