AMORA IS TWELVE YEARS OLD
I am in my room back from Vincent's house . Over the years I am asked to visit his house twice a week to ensure I am following his commands and to ensure he is satisfied
I am in my room tending to my bruises on my face
Father nor my brothers nor mama reacted when they saw the bruises on my face though mama almost cried , I could see it in her face but she knew better than to react out of composure or risk Father's anger on her and me
I was just pressing it when mama walks in
she doesn't say anything but just goes straight to me and took the bowl and water and helped me pressed it and wrap it up, No words were said between us because mama knew we could do nothing about it , I was his until he said otherwise and him calling off the marriage was not a risk or a good thing to me because no man would marry a disobedient woman in my world, The mafia is not a place for women to be treated fairly , we were supposed to take the bruises without complaint so mama covered my bruises and i slept off
It was the next day when Father involved me of how Vincent was going to be here because he and my elder brother had business to attend to
I already knew it meant I was supposed to be present to serve him
Vincent arrived much later and I immediately got to work the moment I was informed
I was asked to take drinks up to the office him and my brothers were in
it turned out the rest of my brothers were in the meeting as well
I served everyone with the help of the maids and was just about leaving when he grabbed me by my hands , by reflex I flinched from him but Vincent didn't take it lightly before I could give an apology I was landed a hot slap and my brothers say there as if it was nothing as if i was a mere object .
I knew immediately to keep my mouth shut and was not surprised when he slapped me again, after all Vincent was permitted to do whatever he chooses with me for I am his