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I look up at him and meet his eyes.
"I'm not going to enjoy any of this," I whisper.
He leans forward and grabs my chin. "You are going to love it and you are going to thank me for it. You get to have what other women only dream of. A husband who enjoys watching other men fuck you. You are going to thank me. Just wait. You are going to thank me for making you scream. You will be my loving wife, even if you have to fake it. Because if you don't?" He pins me with a glare. "I will make you wish you had."
I turn my head away from him, and I see him out of my peripheral as he smirks.
"Don't be so dramatic. It's a gift. You should be thanking me. But don't worry. We will get there in time. Everyone is excited to meet you."
He turns away from me and presses a button on the wall. The door closes and we take off. I look down at my lap and stare at my wedding dress. I can't believe this is happening.
Chapter 27
Rose
Hethankfullyleftmealone for the rest of the flight. But the moment we land, his entire demeanor changes to one of excitement. He is smiling and laughing. It’s so fucking creepy.
He helps me out of the seat and straightens my wedding gown. I look down at it and frown. I am so over this. I am so done with this bullshit.
"Change out of that, and then we will leave."
He cuts the dress straight down the front.
"Put these on."
He hands me a pair of pants and a shirt and then he steps out of the plane while I change out of the dress into the pants and T-shirt. I slip my shoes back on and then I sit and wait. He is out there waiting for me and I am scared of what he will do once we step out of this plane.
I hear voices. A lot of them and I know they are waiting for me. They all want to use me and my father has sold me to him. I try not to cry as I stand up and walk toward the hatch of the plane. When I walk to the top of the steps, six sets of eyes turn to me with hunger in them. Oh my god, what is he doing? I can't do this. I try to run back into the plane, but he grabs my arm and yanks me to him. He puts his arm around my waist and turns to the men.
"Welcome, gentlemen," Sal says with a huge smile on his face. "I hope you have all had a pleasant journey."
Everyone is staring at me like I am a piece of meat. I start shaking in fear.
"This is my bride, Rose. We will be spending our honeymoon together, as you all know. Come, let's get to the house so we can start the fun."
I look at them and plead, "Please no. Please don't do this. I don't.." I'm cut off by a slap across the face.
"You will do as I say. Now get in the car."
I am panicking. What am I going to do? I had resigned myself that I would have no choice but to be raped by six men? Seven if you include Salvatore. Oh, my god what am I going to do? I can’t move. My legs won’t cooperate.
"Go."
I shake my head at him.
"Please," I cry.
He drags me down the stairs and into the car. I hear laughter behind him and for the first time in my life. The full reality of my situation is setting in. I am married to Salvatore Rossi. I am his property. I am not safe. I know he is going to use me as his fuck toy and these men are going to enjoy doing it just as much as he will enjoy watching them.
He shoves me into the seat, and I look up at him.
"Stop fighting me or I will hurt you. You don't need to be conscious for us to fuck you." He licks the side of my face. "Just remember that."
He slams the door and then settles into the front seat. I find myself sitting there, staring down at my lap. I am now his possession, with no say in anything. I am powerless against him, unable to fight or defeat him. Glancing up as the car starts moving, I catch his gaze in the rearview mirror, a sinister smile on his face. I quickly divert my eyes, looking out the window. I am bound to a monstrous man in marriage, feeling trapped with no one to rescue me. Vlad, my only hope, is incapable of saving me. I have no one else to turn to.
Attempting to hold back my tears, I fail miserably. I cover my face and break down, sobbing uncontrollably. I am utterly shattered, unable to stem the flow of tears and sobs. The fear of my future looms over me, but at this moment, I am more terrified of what awaits me. I feel completely helpless, desperately yearning for an escape. None of this is what I wanted. I never asked for any of this.
"I will figure out a way, Rose,"
