Sandro dragged his soon to be wife into the bathroom. He took of his shirt, as Xaviera pinned her gaze on the floor. Her nervousness was undescribable. "Don't tell me your neck functions no more. Come on baby, look at me. But be careful to not get horny, or else, you know the consequences." He smirked as he walked towards Xaviera. She pinned her eyes on the floor, shivering out of fear and nervousness.
"Geez! Timidness is one of the five things I hate okay? Now look at me." He said as he walked forward, and she drifted backwards. Finally, Xaviera's back hit the wall. She was stuck, nowhere to move to, because Sandro pressed his body on hers. She whimpered each time he brushed his lips on her neck, sliding to her boobs area. "Please stop!" Xaviera pleaded, as tears ran down her cheeks.
"Excuse me! Do you know who I'm here? If you don't know, your mother brought you here, to be mine. And you are telling me to stop? When you are mine? Shut that thing of yours, I'm busy with my responsibility." He whispered near her ear.
"But you are hurting me!" She exclaimed. "Wait! Having fun is now termed as hurting? Hah! Quit joking!" He mocked.
"One last thing, if you want this to stop, then you'd have to convince your mother. Tell her anything that would probably stop this shit. I have a sexy lady who's always there for me whenever I want to devour her. And here you are, claiming to be my prospective wife." He uttered.
"So that's all what you want from women? Sex?!" She exclaimed in pain, as tears rolled down her cheeks unstoppably. "Not actually that, you know. I just want to have someone I can call mine by my side. Someone that can make me feel like I'm the most important person in the world." He said right into her face.
"OK..ay. I can't tell mom, she'd get mad. This can only be stopped by you. I'm the woman here, no one is gonna listen to me. Mom would just tell me that I'd fall in love as soon as I marry you, which would never happen. Please stop this thing. I can't live like this." She begged.
"So is my family. They'd say the same thing. I have an idea. Why don't you ran away?" He suggested. "That'd hurt my mom. She would be very hurt, and I can't see her in pain." She lamented. "Why am I even asking for your opinion? You are just an audience here. Just wait and watch how I get rid of you." He threatened bluntly. Xaviera opened her eyes widely, processing his words in her mind. He didn't mean what he said, did he?
"What do you mean?" She asked him. Sandro smirked at her evilly. "Violeta is a smart woman, she can take care of this, just wait and watch." That evil smirk on his face meant a lot.
"Please, what ever you are planning, just make sure that you don't hurt my mother, or anybody that's related to me. It's me you want to get rid of, so focus on me." She sobbed.
"Who told you I'd hurt someone? Do I look like that kinda person? Don't mind my looks, I'm a very cool person in the heart, but very fierce towards the people that I don't like. People like YOU!" He yelled. Xaviera closed her eyes sharply as he roared.
"You don't look like you'd hurt someone? Huh? But you are hurting me! A lot!!" She sobbed. "What's wrong with you? You are misunderstanding everything here. I'm having fun, and not hurting you. Why won't you understand this fact? You don't look like a fool, or are you?" Xaviera digested that, ignoring that statement would just help reduce the painful words that Sandro vomited out.
"If you love Violeta why don't you introduce her to your family? They would accept her, after all you are a grown man, they can't reject her." She suggested, even though she felt very nervous.
"I guess!" He mumbled. "Now let me make it clear to you! You have no right to suggest anything to me okay? I can decide for myself." He went back into his previous mean way.