LOGINThis was it, it was really happening, i was getting married to the most feared man in town Luciano Don, in place of my run away sister, my throat was dry and my heart was beating rapidly in fear. "you may now kiss the bride" the priest said as i trembled in fear. didn't my step mother promise me he wouldn't do that, was it her plan all along to shame me, i was going to be murdered in front of everyone. "skip that fucking lame part, i will bend her over in my own room" he said simply as i swallowed hard. "yes, sure, i now pronounce you husband and wife" the priest said as Luciano leaned in closer and grabbed my hand tightly hurting me. "My groom, we have business to take care of" he whispered as i shook my head with swelling eyes filled with tears. "I was forced, I didn't mean it, please.. "shh" he whispered with a glare as i bite my tongue. I was dead.
View MoreDamien's p.o.vI tensed in fear when the door was opened again, the driver smiled then covered my naked body with a blanket and shut the door closed without a single word.I couldn't hold back the tears as i sobbed silently, why was i going through such hell, if only i wasn't a coward, i could have killed myself by now.I missed my mother, i was crying for my father.My past were all i knew was Peace, joy and love, a past so pure and good.I was sad because i had lost it all, Luca was not that sweet handsome boy i fell for, he was now a brutal man who i too feared.I wanted to act strong and be brave, i was a man, but every time i remembered how alone i was, everything came crushing down.I was nothing, i was a worthless cursed freak.&n
Damien's p.o.vThis was it, it was really happening, i was getting married to the most feared man in town, Luciano Don in place of my run away step sister, how did i even agree to marry such a man, was it because i had feelings for him since childhood, i surely didn't know.Luciano and i were neighbors years ago, then i was very young and everything was different, my father was sane and so much in love with my mother, i had a comfortable life and felt satisfied, Luciano's house was next to mine and my room was opposite his.Every day after school i rushed in my room just to open my window and look at Luciano painting outside his balcony calmly, he was the source of my joy but the thing that bothered me was that he always had a tube stuck in his nose, he was thin too and a little pale, despite that i always thought of him as cool, he was like one of those good





