Ilaria
I am trying to wake up but my eyelids are so heavy, my whole body is heavy and it's hard to pull myself from sleep. As soon as I am awake enough, I am slammed with pain in my whole body, I groan and curl in on myself, wrapping my arms across my stomach.
The more I wake up the more all the pains register, and one very specific place of pain has me completely panicked. Between my legs is absolutely on fire, it hurts so much, and so does my butt. I am trying to breathe and think, but knowing there's only one way to explain these pains.
I register that I am in a bed, naked, and there's an arm across my hip. I suck in a huge breath, and hold in my groan. I have no idea who's in this bed with me, but common sense would tell me that whomever it is, is the one responsible for the pain between my legs.
Suddenly the hand moves and I freeze, holding in the scream that want to take flight into the room. I feel the hand start to slowly rub my back, and I know my body is shaking in fear at what is happening. I can feel tears gathering in my eyes, but I am trying to hold back the sobs.
"Are you sore baby?" I hear muttered behind me and I absolutely freeze. I know that voice. That voice offered me a "safe" place to sleep so I wouldn't be in danger from the knocks on the head I recieved while saving his daughter Nissa.
My breath catches and I can no longer hold back the tears that are now streaming down my face. I hold back the sobs but the tears are running in rivers to drip off my nose and brow as I am laying on my side.
He's continuing to rub my back, but I don't say anything. He already obviously knows the answer to that question, so the only reason he spoke was because he wanted me to know he was there.
Another strange feeling registers and I look down at my hand. On my ring finger is a diamond ring. It's gorgeous if not way to big for someone like me, I prefer understated or elegant to ostentatioius. This is clearly on the ostentatious side of the fence. I can't even guess how many carats the large stone in the middle is then there's more stone surrounding it, and even more stones on the bands, cause I now notice there's another band next to the diamond ring.
Again, I just stare at it not saying anything. I close my eyes and try to just keep breathing. I don't want to break down in hysterics right here in front of me. If I am going to manage to get out of this situation, I need to think, not panic. Which is much easier to say than do right now.
"Do you like it? It was my mothers, and as I have no sisters, it passed to me when she died." He whispers against the back of my neck.
I am quickly surpassing my ability to hold my shit together, so he really needs to shut the fuck up, and stop dumping more shit on me. This is an engagement and wedding ring, so I understand what it implies, however, unless I have just awoken from a coma and lost all of my memories from before falling into said coma, I have never married anyone.
Fuck, as of yesterday I had never been fucked by anyone either. My virginity had been a source of teasing from my "friends", but I was just so busy, and never met anyone I like in that way. So, I decided until I was in a relationship with someone and I was ready to take that step, it didn't matter that I was still a virgin.
I already know, I'm not any longer. That thought causes a new deluge of tears to fall. I can feel the shaking increasing and I start to slightly rock back and forth in little movements. His hand stops moving on my back, and instead starts running his fingers through my hair.
"Are you planning to talk to me?" I just shake my head. The absolute second I open my mouth the hysterics that I am holding onto by the tips of my fingernails, will explode out of me. ;
I hear him sigh, "Fine than I will talk. You are now mine, you are my wife, you will be the mother of my children. This is now your home, and you are now Nissa's mother. I am the Pakhan of the Bratva in this region of Russia, so do not think you will find anyone who will take you away from me. The second I saw you risk your own life to save a child you didn't even know, I knew you were meant to be mine. Last night, I claimed every inch of your beautiful body. I was a bit anxious, and passionate, so I apologize for your extreme soreness. You can soak in the tub if you would like. Your clothes are already in our closet, and we'll go shopping for a new wardrobe in a couple of days. Speak to the cook today and let her know of any foods you dislike or specifically would like served, or snacks you would like stocked in the pantry, and she'll get it taken care of. You should probably take time to meet the Nanny, as you will work with her quite often in regards to Nissa's care. I am sure Nissa would like to see you and she wakes fairly early."
He announces the ending of my life so easily. I have to find a way to get out, I can't stop fighting to get away from him, but will it be enough?
He finally paused in his catastrophic speech, I shot out of bed and registered the bathroom, and barely got to the toilet in time to violently throw up. There really wasn't anything in my stomach, but it wouldn't recognize that and was determined to eject non-existent stomach contents, so it was stomach acid and dry heaves.
I just stayed on my knees, with my head bent over the toilet, not really seeing what was in front of me. My brain was spiraling out of control over and over about what he had said.
I was so incredibly stupid, so incredibly fucking stupid, and now I was paying for being a trusting fool, and believing a devoted father whose child adored him, couldn't possibly be a bad guy. I had never been more wrong in my entire life.
He was the Pakhan of the Russian Bratva, which was bad, I'm not sure exactly how bad, but I know it's bad, and he does a lot of illegal stuff. Does he traffic humans? Does he kill people? Will he torture and kill me if I don't submit to him, because I am not sure I can do that?
Suddenly there's a wet washcloth in front of my face and I jump in surprise. I didn't even know he was in here. I take the washcloth and wipe my face and mouth. I pull myself up and flush the toilet. I start to walk to the sink thinking I will wash my mouth out with water, but I freeze as I see my own things next to the other sink.
I stand and just breathe and get hold of myself, then I go to the far sink and pick up my toothbrush, and brush my teeth. As I look in the mirror it dawns on me that I am stark ass naked, standing here brushing my teeth. Dragori is also stark ass naked, but I specifically avoid looking at him. I rinse my mouth, and I walk to the bedroom looking for said closet. There's only one other door so I open it and see the closet.
My clothes are hung up and it again causes me to pause for a moment. Then I walk over and see built-in drawers in different places. I start opening them and finally find my underwear. I put on a pair of boy shorts and a matching bra, they're both just plain black. I don't want to seem like I'm attempting to entice him with my choice of underwear or anything.
I know he is standing in the doorway watching me. I can see him out of the corner of my eye. He's leaning against the door frame with an amused smirk on his face that I'd honestly love to smack off, but that would hurt me more than him.
I find a pair of jeans and a t-shirt along with my shoes and socks. If I find an opening to run, you better believe I damn sure will.
"I can see you thinking over there. Just remember there are my men patrolling the entire property. So, don't think you can try to leave." he gives me a stern look, and I again am silent and just continue to get dressed.
I brush by him, because of course he won't move out of my way and let me by, he wants to rub it in my face that he's got the power, and I have absolutely nothing.
Back in the bathroom I find my brush and hair bands. I brush out my tangled mess of hair, and it takes me a while to do that, I have a lot of hair. Then I start to braid it. "No, leave it down, I like your hair down."
As he says that he comes up behind me, now at least wearing a pair of boxer shorts, and starts to unbraid what I had done. Then he runs his hands through it. He surprises me by grabbing a handful and pulling my head back, and then he's kissing me, but this is more ravaging my mouth than kissing me.
I don't participate, I just close my eyes, and I can't stop the tears leaking out from under my eyelids. When he pulls back he notices them. He wipes them away, but they are just replaced by more,
"I will make you happy, you will see. It's just new right now, but soon you will understand your place as my wife." With that, he pecks me on the mouth and leaves the bathroom.
I wander out into the house not having one damn clue what to do.
I so fucked up, and I may not survive it.