Some Man Giving Orders

six weeks later

Things were happening fast.

The wedding was set for next week.

Here I was in-front of a bridal shop with a simple note from him saying to try on my dress because the wedding is next week.

He makes me sick. He couldn't even take the time to just talk to me.

Hey, maybe I still salty from him leaving me hanging the other day.

He didn't even give me a chance to help plan our wedding.

I checked the back of the note to see if he said anything else. Maybe he left his number, email or something so I can contact him but there was nothing.

Just blankness.

I sighed before opening the door with a smile on my face.

I'm Elianna De Luca. I can't let my fiance bring me down.

A smile is always in face expect when I'm really pissed.

I haven't even told Haze or anyone from my dance crew that I was engaged.

"May I help you? " one of the worker said politely.

"Uh yes, I'm here to try on a dress. I'm Eliaana De Luca. "

She raised an eyebrow, probably confused by my minimal information.

" I don't know what to tell you. Enzo sent me. "

Her eyes widened and all the workers stopped what they were doing to watch me.

She instantly bowed her hear to me. "Sorry we don't recognized earlier madam, please forgive us. "

All the other workers bowed their heads as well.

I looked around confused. What are they doing?

" It's okay get up", i simply said feeling a bit uncomfortable.

" Please madam follow me", she said before leading me to a specious room with a couch and a changing room.

" Is there anything can i get you, madam? "

" Please call me Elianna Or Elle ". I smiled. I hated formalities.

" I cannot do that man", she said not daring to look me in the eye. " Please is there something I can get yo to drink? "

I shook my head.

" Could you bring me the best mermaid dresses you have? "

She looked up at me before quickly looking back down.

" Sir said you are only allowed to try on the dress he has prepared for you. We only need to see what adjustment need to be made, madam. "

I scoffed. He wants to control what wedding dress I wear too?

He is really getting me.

" Well, It is a mermaid dress at least. "

I always wants a mermaid dress. Mom wore a mermaid dress to her and papa's wedding.

She was absolutely stunning in it and everytime I look at theri photos, I promised myself self I would get a mermaid dress.

"No madam, it is a ball room dress. "

I walked up closer to her with a smile.

"You are going to get me a mermaid dress. I don't care what Enzo says. I can handle him. "

She stepped back. "I can't do that Madam. Mr. Mariana made his instructions very clear. "

I picked up my bag and shrugged. "Okay I guess, I will be leaving now. "

I started to walk to the door but she ran out in front of me and slammed the door behind her.

I heard a clicking noise and when I checked , the door was locked.

I started hitting the door again but no one answered.

I rushed to pick up my phone and call for help but there was no service.

Panic started to attack me and I started banging the door again.

I did this for the next 30 minute until I lost hope and just sat on the couch.

They are going to pay for this.

I'm going to write a shit-ton of bad reviews on their page.

Like if thats gonna scare them.

I have to do something. I can't let them lock me up and just foreget about it.

I sat and stared at the four walls until I heard the door click and open.

I immediately stood up. "You guys are going to pay for this! I'm going to report you to-"

I paused when I saw him there with his hands resting in his pant's pocket.

He wore a navy blue suit. Does this man only wear suits?

I grew even more upset. "You told them to do this, didn't you? "

He walked lazily to me. "Elena, do you know I'm a buzy man? Why should I leave work just because you want to throw a tantrum. Am I marrying a child? "

"It's Elianna."

"What? "

"My name is Eianna, you bastrad! " I shouted.

He sighted. " I don't care. Now go, be a good girl and try on dress. "

" No. "

He turned to the worker. " Bring the dress.

She nodded, "Yes sir. "

He turned back to me . He started walking towards me and each steps he took forward, I took backward.

We did this until my back finally pressed against the wall.

"I know you're used to doing anything you wanted when you were living with your father but let me make myself clear, this will not happen when you are with me. You will do everything I say without a question? "

"No," I said as I pulled myself away from the wall.

He used one of his hands to push me back to the wall.

"Ow, " I groaned in pain.

"Stop wasting my time and do as I say!" He aggressively ordered.

The worker handed him the dress and he shoved it in my chest. " Try it on, now".

I glared into his unconcerned eye for a few more seconds. He was not going to change his mind.

I grabbed the dress from him and marched into the changing room.

I don't like him. He upsets me.

He is disrespectful and mean. He thinks just because he has power he can treat people like shit?

Whatever he does is no good. Even papa seems afraid of this man but I'm not buying it.

it's all an act.

All these people are afraid of some man giving orders.

I pulled off my clothes and stepped into the dress. I pulled it up and walked out.

" I can't lace this up, " I said a bit dirly because I still upset.

The worker led me back into the changing room and started to lace back of my dress.

I looked at myself in the mirror.

I hated it.

The dress was beautiful. It was a big, white, puffy ball room dress with jems on it. It was perfect.

However, this is not what I want. It's too much.

I just want a simple, mermaid white dress.

Just like mom's.

"You are all set, madam " she said. "This dress fits you perfectly. "

I frowned as she walked out.

"Come out", his voice ordered.

"No", I said. "you can't see me in the dress before the wedding day. "

There was silence for a while before the curtains suddenly pulled across.

My heart pounder faster as i became frightened. his expressionless face had now shown annoyance.

" Did you not hear a word I said earlier? "

"Its a tradition "-

" Be quite ", he ordered as he thoroughly assessed my dress.

He pointed to a spot on my dress. " Fix that".

The worker nodded. "yes sir. "

"Tighten that", he ordered as he pointed to my waist.

"yes sir".

" No, it's already tight"! I expressed because I knew I would fell uncomfortable if it were any tighter.

He paused and looked at meme. "Did I asked for your opinion? "

I glared at him. "i will not take the disrespect. "

He turned to the worker. "call Sebastian when the dress is ready".

" Yes sir. "

With that, he walked out.

***Download NovelToon to enjoy a better reading experience!***