Episode 4

“Hello, my beautiful little one, how are you?” her fiance asked her.

“Good, my love, you don't know how long I've been waiting for you to arrive.” She said as she hugged him tightly and kissed him.

“What's wrong, my love? Did you miss me a lot?” the man asked the young woman.

“It's just that I love you, my love, that's all,” she said with a smile.

The man took his fiancee to a beautiful place, it was a beautiful meadow full of roses and flowers of different kinds, the wind was fresh, and the smells mixed there, in that place they would have a picnic where they would spend happy hours full of love.

“My little one, you don't know how much I love you, you don't know how much I adore you, you are my whole life,” he said and kissed her, they both fell to the grass, and he caressed her head, that was him, all love and tenderness for her.

“You are my only support, my love, my light, my joy, my happiness.” The young woman couldn't take so much joy.

The man got down on one knee, although they were sitting on the ground, and took out the ring that he placed on her finger, and she couldn't have been happier.

“Of course, I accept, although it is a fact, I would accept you a thousand times more.”

From that day on, both have proudly displayed their engagement, and everyone in the underworld now knows the new successor to the Cosa Nostra and now his young fiancee.

Francesca has done many things to break her engagement with Danilo, and she succeeded by lying that he had abused her, so her brothers and Fiorella's fiance sent him to a better life. Nobody found out what they wanted to do to the beautiful Francesca, and she continued with her plan to get her now brother-in-law.

Time had come as far as it had to go and so had the nineteenth birthday of our beautiful Fiorella, which was a few days after her sister's, but they decided to celebrate together. Fiorella Lucia looked beautiful in a long, tight-fitting pink dress with short sleeves and a very demure square neckline, unlike Francesca who opted for a red one that was low-cut in the front and back with slits on both sides.

The party was wonderful, luxurious, glamorous, and people from high society were present, that night everything was perfect, it was not only the young woman's birthday, it was also shown to everyone as the future wife of the new leader of the Cosa Nostra.

“My love, you are so beautiful, you look like a little angel,” said the handsome man who loved to show off his queen.

“Congratulations, my dear, you are so beautiful,” Francesco said, hugging Francesca.

“Thank you, daddy, you don't know how much I love you,” the young woman spoke.

"Congratulations, Fiorella," the man said curtly, and did not hug her, her boyfriend noticed and cordially pulled her away and hugged her tightly.

“My love, as long as I live, I will be your support, trust me always,” the man said, comforting his little one.

The party came to an end and each guest left, the beautiful couple went to the young woman's room and began to talk and kiss, but the kisses were getting more intense and although the young woman wanted to wait until marriage, she wanted him, she began to kiss him, the heat of both bodies rising.

He also got carried away and caressed her as he wanted to, only that he thought that she was acting like that because of the champagne and he stopped the moment.

“Wait, my dear, we'd better wait, don't you think?” The young woman frowned and kissed him again.

“We are practically husband and wife, I am ready and desperate for you.” She insisted, but he wanted something nicer for his little one, besides he was also a little drunk.

“No love, not like this, we better leave it for later or on the wedding day you deserve it, it's for the best.” She agreed and nothing happened between them that night, but Francesca watched the scene and then she saw her time to act.

“Mother, mommy... it's time, the moment has arrived, call Javier and tell him to have everything ready,” the woman said happily.

“Okay, now pray that everything goes well, I told you it was better to put her to sleep,” said Milena, and she refused.

“That would take time and I want everything now...” said the spoiled Francesca.

"Okay, let the show begin then," Milena said, while Fiorella's fiance hugged her so that she would sleep very happily, he thought it was strange that she acted like that, since she was the one who wanted to wait and see and he found it strange, but young Fiorella desired her beloved and only wanted to be with him.

The moments of joy, of love, were running out for the poor young woman, soon she would discover how bad some people are just out of envy and wickedness.

Fiorella and her beloved continued with their unbridled love and for him no one was better than her, the wedding was very close, only two weeks away, then disaster struck, the dark and inevitable night was surrounding the beautiful young woman and it was inevitable.

Fiorella is lying in her bedroom, her boyfriend hasn't come or answered her calls for two days, she is worried because he wasn't like that, she was imagining how beautiful her day would be and was talking to her mother while touching her medal around her neck.

The young woman had had it since she was a child and had never taken it off, even though black was not her favorite color, she always wore it.

Some screams were heard and the door to her room flew open.

“How could you...” Her lover shouted, in his eyes there was hate, evil, disappointment.

“What are you talking about, my love?” she said, getting up to hug him, but he slapped her and the impact knocked her to the ground.

“You damn fox, you're a traitor,” he said, and his words hurt her more than anything.

“Why are you saying that to me? You don't love, don't do it,” she spoke, but he didn't stop.

“You are as much of a whore as your mother, you damn scum,” shouted her father, grabbing her by the hair.

"But what did I do... For God's sake, what did I do?” she asked.

“This is what you did, you dirty bitch.” Her fiance threw a purse that she hadn't seen in days and out of it came three home pregnancy tests and he also threw a blood test with her name on it.

“You cheated on me, you dirty trash,” her beloved said, choking her, then he released her, throwing her to the cold floor.

“No, please, don't go on, I don't want you to be like him,” he said, looking at his father.

“He treated you like what you are, a whore and the daughter of a goddamn bitch,” the man said furiously. She didn't understand how that good being could act like that.

“I'm not marrying you, you bitch, go find the father of your disgusting bastard, you are disgusting, you disgust me,” he yelled.

“Stop it, I didn't do anything, take me to a doctor,” she said and he laughed.

“Javier has arrived, you damn trash, he'll give you an ultrasound,” said Reginald.

"I agree with that." The man with the briefcase and the ultrasound machine entered the room and ushered the others out.

“Get out of the room, please,” said the doctor and began to prepare the machine.

The man lifted the young woman's blouse, but he didn't let her see anything and then he came out saying that she was a month pregnant, all this led Reginald to slap Fiorella again like her father, then he brought the wedding forward and it would be the next day, only against her will.

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