When I open my eyes, it's already morning. The light of the sun touches my eyes. I turned around to avoid the heat. I was sleepless. I barely sleep because of what happened yesterday, and I still couldn't believe that I'm married now to Lorenzo Monteverde. This ring on my finger was the witness of everything.
I got up from the bed and checked for myself if I'm okay. I am, but my heart and my head were in a mess, thinking of what might happen again to me. I'm still wearing the wedding dress, and it's uncomfortable now. I wanted to change some normal clothes; that's why I searched in the cabinet, hoping to find one, but all I could see was a man's shirt. Obviously, that's his belongings. How am I supposed to wear his shirt? For sure, he'll curse me to death if I wear one of those.
Slowly, I approach the shirts. It smells like he is nice and manly, but attitude is not included. I went back and forth with this one shirt. Thinking twice about whether I should wear it or not. I stared at it, and after a few minutes I decided to wear it. I don't care anymore if he curses me or not; he already humiliated me. Hurriedly, I took off my wedding dress. Loosen my braided long black hair and then look in the mirror just a few steps behind me.
My eyes show everything. Unhappy me.
"Why?, why am I here?" I asked myself. "Do I really have to do this?". Looking at my eyes with emptiness.
The door suddenly opened. I immediately turned around to see who it was, and it was him. A sudden glare from him. Seeing in his eyes, looking at me head to toe, it looks like he's going to attack me. I feel scared; I know he doesn't like me wearing his shirt. I slightly pulled down the shirt right away to cover more of my underwear. This shirt is quite big, but not long enough to cover up everything. He gets inside the room and is still looking at me while my hands are pulling the shirt down.
"You look stupid; stop doing that," said his voice again. I look dumb, I know, but I'm not that type of girl like some other girls. Yes, I'm quite timid, and I'm not happy with that. How I wish I could be more confident, but it's not me.
"I came here to give you a surprise; let's say my wedding gift for my wife," a smirk from him.
A gift from him, for me? Is he trying to make me laugh, because his face is not funny at all along with his words? Maybe some food; my stomach is crumbling now; I haven't eaten yet since yesterday; and water to fill up my thirstiness. I hope it will be food and water, because I won't say no.
He sat on the sofa facing the bed as my eyes followed him. He got his phone from his pocket and called someone.
"Get in, and don't forget the wine," while his cold eyes stared at me and he put his phone on the bedside table. I don't understand, why wine? I don't drink wine, and what for? to celebrate? That's ridiculous.
Someone opens the door. A handsome man came in. "Hi!, is that her?" as he looked straight up to me while holding a bottle of wine.
"Wow, she's a beauty and...gifted," as he stares at my chest. He's maniac; even though I don't know him, from the way he's scanning me right now, I could tell he is. Though he's handsome, has beautiful brown eyes, and has porcelain skin, his height just likes Lorenzo and maybe the same age too. I may say they both "hot guys," but there is something not similar between these two.
He stops scanning me and passes the wine to Lorenzo. "Here, just like you said," he smiled like an evil. Lorenzo took the wine from him.
"When I start pouring this wine, that's the time you can start," Lorenzo said seriously to him. The handsome man slowly walks towards me, and Lorenzo starts pouring the wine into a glass and puts it on the table.
"I want to see everything," as Lorenzo quickly drinks the wine.
I feel something's not right going to happen why is this man walking towards me, and what is this strong smell coming from him? Wait, he smells drunk. My eyes widened, and I'm getting nervous. I step back as he continues walking towards me.
"Do-don't come any closer, wha-what are you trying to do me?" my voice cracking from nervousness. I don't like this. I look at Lorenzo. I wanted him to stop this man from whatever he was trying to do to me, but his unbothered face makes me hate him.
I turn around to avoid getting nearer to this man. The room is getting smaller; everywhere I look, it seems like there's no space to run away, until I stumble my feet. I tried to stand up to get away, but before I could do it, he already held my shoulders.
"Don't touch me!" I demand with my heart thumping. "What do you want from me? as I shrugged my shoulders from his hands. I look at this man with hatred. I don't like the way he's staring at me like he's thirsty for something.
"Let go of me!" I continued. My feet are getting weaker as he slowly touches my shoulders down to my hands. Our eyes met as he pushed me onto the bed so that I couldn't do anything. I'm disgusted by the way he stares at me and the way he touches me. Slowly he climbed on top of me and suddenly ripped off my shirt, which led to a half view of my chest.
"NO! Please stop!" My tears are already flowing down my cheeks. I tried to escape as I turned around, but in a second this man didn't let me. He's too strong, which led me to surrender.
I know what he's trying to do now. He wants my body and to torment me in front of Lorenzo, and this could be the beginning of his revenge.