Emma When the door opens again, I am anxious, hoping to see Boris there, and that he will change his mind about taking my son.But it wasn't my husband, it was his brother. I am startled to see Iuri."Iuri, what are you doing here?" I ask frightened."I heard you had the baby. How are you?""You can't be here. What if Boris comes back?"He sits down in the chair next to me. Iuri puts his hand over mine and sighs."I don't think he's coming back.""No..."He had taken Alexei. Boris took my son from me in revenge? That can't be true."My father told you to do this. To leave you and take the boy."So that's it. I got pregnant and he took my son? No, that can't happen!"Help me, Iuri. I need to have my son back.""You need to stay calm, Emma.""How do you want me to stay calm? Your family destroyed mine. And now that they've taken my son, I want him back."I get up from the bed, but Iuri holds my body, making me sit up."You just had a baby.""Which has already been taken from me. That m
Emma I have always had a quiet life. My parents are good, I have money and comfort, nothing to complain about. I love being spoiled and pampered. People around me say that I am beautiful, and this made me believe it. I am a calm person, who hardly ever goes through stress. Because it's really not necessary, since I have a princess life. I mean... I had a princess life. My father is a mobster, and has had a years-long conflict with the Mikhailovich family. There were deaths and more deaths of relatives and acquaintances. An endless bloodbath. But until one day, it seems that everything stopped. No more shootings, no more blood, no more deaths. My father never explained how he made everything stop. But after that my life changed a little. I was only 15 and I had to start acting strange. No strong make-up, no parties, no fuss and most important, no boyfriend. These were the rules imposed on me by my father. As a teenager, of course I would disobey. I wanted to go out with my
Emma I was so nervous I couldn't get out of my seat. I don't know him and I'm afraid to meet him.My brother just told me that Boris is not a good person. And although I didn't show it, I felt afraid."Come on, Emma," my mother yells at me.I shake my head in denial. Fear has taken hold of me."I'm scared, Mom" I hold onto my dressing table."If you don't want to go, then don't go" my brother gets up from the bed to defend me."Have you gone crazy? After all the effort. Do you want to give up now?"Tears streamed down my face, smearing what little makeup I had on.My mother doesn't understand me. She doesn't know how scared I am of all this. "Mom, please" I put my hand to my mouth as I sob. "Your brother will come down, so we can have a talk" she looks at Luigi. My brother hesitates to leave the room. But my mother yells for him to leave. Then Luigi leaves. "Mom" I run my tongue over my lips. "My love" she walks towards me "I know you are scared, and that is normal. I've been in
EmmaI look in the mirror one more time and approve of what I am wearing. It was a black dress, with a slit down the left leg. It was light and had thin straps.I put on my heels and finish my make-up.It doesn't take long for the maid to knock on my door and let me know that my fiancé is waiting for me downstairs.I grab my purse and leave my room. I go downstairs and into the living room.Boris is looking out the window, observing the view."Good evening" I try to sound as nice as possible "I'm ready now."I keep in mind what my mother said. I will try to make it work, so it doesn't become a nightmare.He turns around and looks me up and down, seeming to evaluate me." What is that you are wearing?""Doesn't my dress please you?"The mobster doesn't answer, he just walks out in front of me. I understand that it is to follow him and that is what I do.I try to keep calm, so things don't get out of line. It's so hard to get along with him. It feels like there is a barrier that is hold
Emma Now I have two days to get married. A day passed and with it all my mental health.I'm currently trying on my wedding dress. It was the most beautiful thing, but I don't feel happy at all."You look so beautiful my love" my mother smiles at me "Your fiance will love it."Then I remember our kiss again. It didn't leave my mind for a day.In a way, it was a good first kiss. I had liked it, although it was a little difficult."What are you thinking?""I think I prefer the veil a little shorter" the seamstress agrees with what I say."Remove the dress so I can make some adjustments." she comes out of the dressing room to give me privacy.Before I can take off my dress, the curtain I was standing on opens and a man appears.It was my fiancé who was there. Boris looks at me for a while, seeming to size up what I'm wearing."You can't see the bride before the wedding, it's bad luck," my mother warns."Do you really think I'm going to allow anyone to stop this? If anyone tries, I'll kil
Emma Getting out of the house was a bit of a problem, but we managed to work it out.At that point I was in a car, going to a place I didn't know where it was."Are you cold?" my brother looks at me worriedly."No, I'm fine."I think for a moment about what I have done. Could this bring a lot of trouble to my family?But it's like Luigi said, I have to think more about myself.We arrive at a roadside hotel. I get out of the car and look around. I was a little nervous."Are we stopping here?""Yes, I need to take care of some things, but as soon as I'm done, I promise we'll leave. It will if only for a few hours."He asks for a room and leads me to the place. Luigi locks the door from the outside and leaves.I throw the backpack I brought some clothes on the bed.I lie down on the bed and close my eyes. I think it would be good to get some sleep.I wake up to a strange noise coming from the door. The light goes on and I sit up quickly.I shout when I see who is standing there."Hi, my
Emma Boris looks at my brother with hatred. Then he takes a step forward, to face Luigi, even though a gun was pointed at him.I place myself between the two, so that no one ends up dead."Luigi, please... "I beg him."I can't let you marry him, Emma. It's unfair!"The guests looked at the situation in surprise. They all belonged to the mob, not without exceptions.The mobster holds my arms and puts me on my side, then goes to my brother and disarms him easily. After that he hits him in the face with a punch.My heart was racing, afraid of what might happen to Luigi."You're trying my patience"Some of his security guards show up and lead my brother away.Everything I had feared the most had happened. Luigi was in the hands of that man. Go figure out what could happen to him."You better behave, or your brother will end up dead" that was a clear threat.Even though I am afraid, I turn around so that the wedding can finally take place.The ceremony took place without any further probl
Emma I was very nervous and my now husband had already noticed that. But he chose to ignore my existence.We're on his private jet now, heading to our honeymoon, which I still don't know where.To help a little, I try to strike up a conversation with him."Can I have a drink?""Yes!" he pours me some champagne.I'm just like this so I don't spoil the mood today. But I'm not always going to act like a submissive wife if that's what he's thinking."You still haven't told me where we're going.""Rome Italy.""I've never been out of the country before.""I know" he knew because he never allowed me to leave the city, much less the country.I raise the glass of champagne to my lips and drink it all at once. I'm so nervous that I can't control my gestures."Mr. Mikhailovich" he looks at me intently "I know this is not a good time, but I just wanted to know about my brother."The mobster looks at me for a while, seeming to consider whether to answer me or not.Why does Boris have to be so me