A week had passed by quickly, and during that week, I didn't see Ethan Montanari again. What kind of husband takes a woman's purity and disappears? Him, of course. The familiar masculine scent lingered in the room, but it seemed stronger at night, when I was sleeping. However, I didn't allow myself the luxury of opening my eyes to confirm if it was him around, if he was by my side. After all, he was the one running away, not me.
Since I stepped foot in this mansion, I haven't gone anywhere alone. I haven't even visited my mother, I miss her terribly, I long to give that woman a tight hug and shower her with kisses. But one day, I'll have to go. I feel bored and alone in this huge house, with no one to talk to, it's horrible. Because of this, I miss my life, my home, my friends very much. I was free to do whatever I wanted, to go out and have fun with my friends.
I've been abandoned in this damned place ever since my brother decided to sell me as if I were a piece of beef. And I ended up throwing my life away by marrying that heart of stone. The staff barely look at my face, when they speak, they always look down at their feet, I find this whole thing exaggerated.
I decided to take charge of my life, got out of bed, got dressed, took some money I had in my purse. I'm going to buy contraceptives, I don't want to get pregnant by this devil I call my husband. I love children, I really do. But I don't want to have them with this man. No way!!!
I grab my purse and walk towards the stairs, but a male voice makes me stop in my tracks.
"Good morning, ma'am." One of the security guards greets me. "Mr. Montanari asked me to deliver this bouquet of roses to you." He said already leaving, I couldn't even say thank you.
I took the bouquet, placed it in a vase with water in the living room, smelled it with all my love and could smell Ethan's scent more than the roses.
This man drives me crazy.
In the middle of those beautiful roses, there was a decorated card. I don't think Montanari wrote it, he wouldn't have a mind like that.
...______🍒____________🍒____________🍒______...
Card:
buongiorno mia calda moglie (Good morning my hot wife)
Forgive me for spending so many weeks away from you, and from your delicious fucking body. But know that I haven't forgotten your wonderful taste, which I long to savor again. These days have been very complicated for me, and I had to relieve myself in the mafia bathroom. I never needed to do such a thing, but thinking about your pink rose, and how I licked it, I managed to reach my goal hahahahah. Get ready tonight, and look beautiful, we'll have visitors at our house, and after they leave, I'm going to take you with total madness.
_________🍒Signed: Ethan Montanari.🍒_________
I started to smile. And I came to the conclusion that he was the one who wrote the card, to say so many inappropriate things like that. Ethan would never ask the florist to write things like that. I left the card on the table, grabbed my purse and found my driver by the car. I got in the vehicle, and we headed to the nearest pharmacy.
During the journey, we remained in absolute silence the entire time. He couldn't talk to me unless I addressed him first. Of course, these silly orders were given by my husband, and his orders had to be followed to the letter.
By choice, I remained silent, I'm too shy to strike up a conversation with strangers. And besides, I prefer to keep quiet so as not to cause trouble for both of us. I got out of the car, and two black vehicles stopped behind the car I had arrived in, and out of them stepped four security guards, who followed me into the pharmacy.
"Are you kidding me?" I asked, looking at their faces, but they said nothing. "Are you going to follow me?" I asked, already irritated. And as always, they said nothing.
I let out a heavy breath, bought the medicine, grabbed the bag and went out. As I was leaving, I bumped into the fake blonde, called Keyla.
"My God, is today bad luck day?" She was already talking.
"I'm wondering the same thing," I replied, wanting so badly to hit her and pull out her bleached hair.
"Did you come to the pharmacy too? Well, I also came to buy medicine. My husband, Ethan Montanari, spent the night with me and I came to buy a pregnancy test, to see if I'm not expecting a little baby." she said, pushing my patience.
I grabbed her straw-like hair, and she grabbed mine too, and we started fighting. The security guards tried to separate us, but they couldn't, because the more I hit her, the more I wanted to hit her. We went down to the floor, both of us, I slapped her white face hard, which was marked by my five fingers, then I punched and kicked her body. Until I was pulled off of her, by the four security guards. The driver who brought me to the pharmacy was on the phone with someone, I believe it was my husband, because every single thing I do or that happens to me, they have to tell him.
"You're going to pay me back, you bitch." Keyla threatened, getting up from the floor.
"Just try another cute thing with me, you dog, and I'll break your face in half." I said, trying to break free from the security guard who was holding me, and go after her again, but I couldn't. I got in the car, and looked at the driver who was looking at me with fear. I guess my husband told him he was going to rip his head off. Poor guy! It's not his fault, but Ethan is super overprotective.
As soon as we got home, I went up to my room with the medicine in hand, kept it in the drawer, and lay down for a bit. Later that night, there was the reception Ethan had mentioned.
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