She's my obsession

CHAPTER3

My heart felt like it was being hugged tightly. I had to hurriedly avert my eyes from him, so my heart wouldn't explode from my chest.

I reached down, and I looked at him and greeted him, “Good evening, I must complain to you that I don't like the clothes you got for me, they are exposing my body parts.”

He looked at me with disdain while examining my body, then he chuckled,“ You must have forgotten we signed a marriage contract and I own you and next time bow your head when you are to greet me. "

I felt the anger in my body rising to my head and almost like my heart was about to explode, while fighting back the tears in my eyes.

I retorted back angrily, “Nobody owns me, and I'm not your servant, so why should I bow to you and according to the contact, I am your wife, not your servant. You got that!”

Immediately the words fell from my mouth, his eyes went dark and a wave of fear rushed through me, and he came closer than stopped.

"You are nothing but a worthless piece of trash your father dumped on me." He said in a stern voice while grabbing my chin, then he shoved me aside and went upstairs while I sat on the floor and cried my eyes out.

“Father …how could you do this to me ... .you left me alone with this horrible man …oh mother?” I murmured to myself while I cried till my eyes became heavy.

I stood up and went to my room, laid on the bed and thought about if this was how life was going to be from now, a loveless marriage with a cold man, no family or friends…and my mind went to Gia, and that's when I discovered I wasn't even with my handset.

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NICO POV

I was in the office when my secretary knocked, she came in to announce the arrival of Mr Marino Rizzoli and I thought maybe he had my money, so I let him in.

“Good morning Mr Nico Romano. Look, I don't have your money, but we can make a deal. Just hear me out," he said.

“Alright, then go on, let me see what deal you have to make. That's worth the one billion dollars you owe me," I chuckled in response.

“How about I give you my daughter? Could she work for you or even serve as a maid? She's actually very useless to me. She might just have some use in your house, so you can clear the debt in exchange for my daughter, and we have to sign a contract for this. What do you say?" He smiled wildly.

I was a bit amazed at how he was willing to give away his only child, and it made me curious about what kind of woman she was to be given away so easily.

"How about I marry her? It's going to be a marriage contract in that way. I know she won't just run away from me, and you should know there are no take-backs in things like this, Mr Marino Rizzoli, so I hope you know what you are doing,” I responded.

"Of course, it can be done today. In fact, immediately to show you I mean it," he responded so happily.

“Alright, then you can meet my secretary outside, and she will show you to the lobby to wait while I work on the contract. By the way, what's her name ?" I asked

“Isabella… Isabella Rizzoli,” he answered.

I nodded, and after I was done, I met with him in the lobby, and we made our way out, then we reached his house, which I must say was a good-looking mansion for someone who owes a lot of money.

He knocked at the door and as the door opened, a tall slim woman was standing in front of us, her face round and her eye swollen, looked like she had been crying, she was curvy, her breasts were bulging out from the dress she wore, her neck bone was obvious and her looks could lure any man to bed.

She was staring at me till her father shoved her aside, and we entered to sit down. Then her father instructed her to call her mother, which she did while her father kept going over the contract over and over again.

He explained to her what was going on and then she cried. I was uninterested in the whole drama till I saw her father standing up and slapping her, and immediately it felt like my heart was being pierced.

After she signed, I instructed Ben to take her home and, beforehand, I had given specific instructions to the servants at home. On the way back home, I received a call from my best buddy, Marco, that he had something important to show me.

Although I wanted to go home and be with her, it sounded serious. I had to tell Carlos, my driver, to head back to the office. Apparently someone had snuck into the warehouse and stolen some goods and paperwork.

I spent a couple of hours addressing it with Marco and a couple of other men who worked under me and dished out responsibility to find whoever did this and with that I decided to return home to my “wife” literally.

I went home and the butler went to call her and when I saw her coming down the stairs, I could feel my d**k getting hard, seeing her breasts exposed like that and her thighs and her sexy curves with the way her legs moved, even though the scars were visible, and f**k she had to pick red of all the color.

All I could think of was pinning her to the bed and to f**k her slowly and watch her squirt all over the sheets.