Episode 2

Upon entering, I find myself surrounded by about 15 women, all standing. The place is dimly lit, and there's another door opposite.

A beautiful, elegant woman in high heels emerges from the door, holding a tablet.

"Welcome to the selection for Mr. Salvatore's Wife."

"Please, everyone, keep your identification documents handy."

She approaches each woman one by one, scanning their documents.

"Document, please." She says to one of the girls and scans her document.

A few seconds later, she says:

"You're dismissed. You can go. Thank you."

The girl leaves, and she moves on to the next. She continues this way until she reaches me.

"Document, please." I hand it over, and she scans it.

"Welcome, Ms. Valentina."

"I'll give you a form to fill out, and I'll be back in a moment."

She hands me the form and a pen.

"This feels like a job interview," I think to myself.

I start reading and answering:

• Name?

Valentina Moretti

• Age?

20 years old

• Religion?

Christian

• Smoker? For how long?

No

• Do you consume alcoholic beverages? How often?

No

• Any illnesses?

None

• Are you undergoing any treatment? Do you use medication?

No

• Sexually active? How many partners have you had?

I am a virgin

• Do you practice any physical activity? Which one?

"Running and yoga"

• Profession:

None

And many other questions. But finally, I answered the damn form. I remain silent, waiting.

The woman returns and takes the forms.

She looks at them one by one and says:

"Ms. Giulia, Elena, Aurora, and Martira, you are dismissed. Thank you."

Now there are only six of us left.

"Follow me." She says, and opens the door.

We see a huge corridor with several doors.

She walks to one of the doors and says:

"Wait here, the doctor will call you by name." She says and enters the room with the forms.

"Valentina." I hear my name, and I enter.

The doctor was there with a nurse and the beautiful woman.

The nurse closes the door behind me.

I'm terrified.

"Ms., I will examine you, and we will perform some additional tests."

There was a gynecological table. I had only had an examination once, and it was superficial.

A screen, the doctor's desk, and a sink.

"Ms., go behind that screen, remove all your clothes, put on the gown with the opening at the back, and when you're ready, you can come here." The nurse says.

I do as she says.

"Ms., I'm going to weigh you and measure you." The doctor says.

I step on the scale, and he measures my height and notes it down on a form.

He checks my blood pressure and also notes it down.

"Lie down on the table, I'll examine you."

He examines my eyes, ears, and throat.

He touches my neck, breasts, and abdomen.

"It says here that you are a virgin. Is that correct?"

"Yes. True."

"Rest your leg here." He says, and I spread my legs.

He shines a light on my genitalia.

"I will not perform a digital examination or insert any objects. We need to preserve your purity. But I need to make sure your hymen hasn't been broken." The doctor says.

He touches the outside of my genitals and examines it with the light.

"That's right. Virgin." He says, and the nurse notes it down.

"You can get dressed, Ms." He says.

The nurse helps me up, and I go to the screen and put on my clothes.

"I'm going to prick your finger. I need a few drops of blood for a quick STD and blood sugar test."

I just nod my head in agreement.

The nurse pricks my finger and collects the drops of blood in different devices.

We wait a few minutes.

"Perfect. Blood sugar is okay. And no STDs, thank you, Ms." The doctor says.

"Wait outside." The beautiful woman says.

I leave, and he calls another girl. After all of them pass through with the doctor, the beautiful woman appears again.

"Franchesca, Laura, and Emma are dismissed. Thank you."

Only three of us are left.

"Come." She says.

We follow her to the end of the corridor, turn right, and enter the first door. There's a huge mirror at the top of the wall. Someone is probably watching us.

"It must be the disgusting old man," I think to myself.

I keep repeating to myself.

"It's for your family. Your family."

The woman enters, talking on the phone.

She puts a tag on each of our shirts, each with a number.

I'm number 3.

"Number 3, take a turn." The woman says, and I obey.

"Number 1, smile." She says, and the girl smiles.

"Number 2, tie up your hair." She tells the girl, and she does.

There's silence and tension in the air.

"Okay. Are you sure? Yes. Yes, sir." She says and ends the call.

"Number 3, you've been chosen. The others are dismissed, thank you." She says.

I'm speechless, I don't know what to do.

"Come, Ms...." She says, trying to remember my name.

"Valentina," I say.

We walk to the end of the corridor and climb the stairs. I realize we're inside the mansion. The whole floor is made of beige marble, there are many works of art, with gigantic Roman columns. The mansion is beautiful. We enter through a huge double door and come out in a study.

With a huge wall of books on the right side.

Including a mezzanine to make access to the books easier.

The woman walks to the other side of the huge wooden desk and says:

"Sit down! This is the prenuptial agreement. It is clear and precise. Nothing can be excluded or included. So it's just about agreeing and signing. Or disagreeing and leaving. You decide. Read it carefully and without haste, to decide what's best for you. Excuse me," she says, and leaves me alone.

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