HIS REVENGE BRIDE

CHAPTER 3

Dominic's voice cuts through the chaos like a blade. "Everyone out. Now."

I'm still in my wedding dress, white silk stained with blood and gunpowder and my arms hurt me and guards rush past, weapons drawn, shouting orders in Italian and English.

We just finished our vows which I was forced to make, forced to become his wife and now we're running again.

"Mrs. Vercetti." Luca appears at my side, Dominic's second-in-command. "We need to move."

Mrs

Dominic strides toward me, blood splattered across his white shirt but not his

"Can you walk?" he asks.

"Yes."

"Then let's go."

He takes my arm not gently, but not rough either,just possessive. Like I'm something valuable that might break.

We exit into the night and the safe house behind us is smoking from the explosion, windows shattered, bodies being loaded into vans.

Ten black SUVs wait in formation, my wedding convoy.

Dominic guides me to the center vehicle I climb in and he slides in beside me, door slamming shut.

"Drive," he orders.

I sit in silence, processing everything

Seventy-two hours ago, I was a college student but now I'm a mafia wife fleeing an attack on my wedding.

My wedding happened in a safe house with heavy guns and murder and now my arm is hurt.

Dominic's hand rests on my thigh but all I can think about is my aching right arm

I should push it away but I don't.

“Where are you taking us now” I ask

“Home” he says silently and I didn't bother asking him for the details.

The car stops at a penthouse but I don't recognize it and the stubborn girl in me feels the need to probe

“Where are we”

“My penthouse. You're probably not used to living in a place like this but you know better than to throw stones in a glass house”

The penthouse is a 10 story building with an underground private entrance

As we walk inside to open the elevator I realized that Dominic was right. I'd never seen an elevator that requires fingerprint, retinal scan and code

“Place your thumb there” he instructs and I follow promptly as Dominic programs my biometrics

"Only three people have access now: me, Luca, and you."

We get in the elevator in complete silence till we get to the top.

"This is where we live now, the men will occupy the other rooms while we'll stay here, you can have any bedroom you want" He says

It's a luxury fortress with a gun safe visible in every room with choosing bedrooms, a choice I've never made in my life.

Dominic pours whiskey for himself "Choose whichever bedroom you want."

“It's really good we're not sharing"

Tension thick between us

"I won't touch you even if you beg” he says gulping the whiskey

I walk slowly inside, not sure what he meant but not happy anyways but his voice stops me

“Is that blood on your sleeve?”

He asks as the blood seeps from a glass wound from the car mirror.

“Take your bath I'll stitch it afterwards”

He walks to his toilet, closes the door and turns on the water without giving me the chance to accept or decline his gesture.

I bathe and as a lady in a heavenly toilet I take my time watching the water run through me but carefully avoiding the wound and using my left arm because my right shoulder still feels heavy from the gunshot

Then I cover myself in a big towel for some minutes before I put on the casual clothes I saw in the bedroom before knocking and entering Dominic's room to find him waiting on the chair.

He urges me to sit down with my back facing him as he uses a thread to stitch the cut and yeah he did all this without saying a word.

I groan at the pain but no, he doesn't even utter a word of comfort but he breaks the silence when he's almost done.

“You'll be sleeping here in my room tonight, so you can't escape when I sleep”

“No I won't” I say.

He doesn't reply, he just stands up and walks to the door leading to my room, takes the keys from his pocket and locks it.

He comes back and continues his work on my arm and this time it hurts more than before.

When he's done I take the hint that he doesn't like questions so I make my way to the bed

“No, sleep on the couch I'll take the bed”

And for some reason his silence scares me as I sit on the couch and place my legs on the arm rest

He takes off his shirt and I believe I had spent more than a minute looking at the scars on his back and well sculpted abs before he asked me what I was looking at and I turned away. Shame

He switches off the light and lies down and yeah I'm very stubborn so I ask the questions on my mind

"Why did you really marry me?"

He breathes hard

"Revenge, against your father."

"Do you regret it?"

He takes a while before he answers

"Ask me again in a year. Just go to sleep Aria"

And I obey, not comfortable on the couch but when you're tired every resting place and soft surface feels like a little bed.

When I open my eyes I'm alone. No I'm not alone, he's making coffee.

“Morning” I greet him with the sudden urge not to get on his bad side.

He simply nods as acknowledgment

“Make your coffee and be quick, you'll be with me in my office today”

“Why do I need to see your office?

“There's a traitor here with us, that's how the Calvetti's knew where we were and you're my only leverage to make sure your father finds a way to give them bad intel, without you it's gone”

He stops for a while then continues

“It's not emotional, I need to see you at all times, a cat could even kill you in your room”

And yeah like you'd expect I was shocked, is that humour but I feel like paying him back so I don't smile or show any expression so he'll feel like his joke ain't funny..

He doesn't even look at me before he speaks again.

“You talk in your sleep and just so you know, you said my name three times” and he walks outside.

My stomach churn with hate or something like that but I don't believe it. On second thought, why would he lie, he already said he wouldn't make a move even if I begged.

Very arrogant man.

I bathe again slowly, enjoying the scenery of the bathroom and I almost fall asleep in the bath tub

I eat and rush down to meet him in the car and as expected, a silent ride to his tech company where we walked in and he didn't say anything till we get to his office. And I beat myself up mentally for thinking about these things when I should be worried about my safety, so immature of me.

And there's a lady inside with a twinkle in her eyes.

“Morning Dominic, I see this is your wife” she says looking at his face

“Yes,” he answered nonchalantly.

She takes his arm

“She doesn't know the business, maybe you and I can chat privately while she leaves your office”

She tells him with a smile on her face.

Such a pick me

“She'

s my wife so you'll bring her up to speed about everything. Both legal and illegal, she's mine now so when you speak to her, you speak to me”

And no I couldn't believe he said that