Page 4 of Aria De Luca
"How, Aria? You think that fucking Italian is going to save you?"
I furrow my eyebrow and look up at Dante. "Italian?"
Dante makes a face saying he revealed too much and that he needs to shut up. "Oops. You know how I never learned to keep my mouth shut. Kind of similar to you. Must be why we get along so well, Aria."
"I will never get along with you. You’re a fucking monster," I mutter and then turn my body around to not look at him.
My mind goes back to the dream I had.
"Ti amo Aria De Luca, sempre e per sempre. Finché morte non ci separi."
Italian.
I know what it means.
It means "I love you Aria De Luca, always and forever. Till Death Do Us Part."
Till Death Do Us Part.
I was dreaming about some kind of wedding.
I close my eyes and feel Dante's eyes on me, but I pay no attention to him.
I am at a wedding, and I am standing in front of a man who looks familiar. It's the man I have been dreaming about nonstop.
His green eyes stand out to me, and I feel like I would never forget them. For some reason, staring into those green eyes of his gives me some sort of comfort.
In the dream, he says wedding vows and touches me as if we were soulmates.
Is he real?
Will he come save me?
"Aria!" Dante yells and I open my eyes and look at Dante. "When I ask you a question, I expect you to fucking answer me," he sneers.
I try to not roll my eyes because giving him attitude will only make it worse for me so it's better to just sit and obey when it comes to him.
But I sometimes like to press my limits.
"What do you want from me Dante? I don't love you anymore. Please understand," I plead.
"No. I let you go once and I'm not going to do it again. You will love me Aria. You will obey me, and you will never want anyone else other than me.”
I shake my head as tears form in my eyes. "No. No, no, no. I'm not staying here. Please let me go," I beg him as tears roll down my cheeks.
Dante stands up and he is suddenly in my face. His rough hands grab my jaw, not gently, and he makes me look at him. He forces my face to be only inches from his and I feel like I am going to throw up from being this close to him and feeling his disgusting touch on my skin.
"You will love me, Aria. You will love no one else other than me. I will be the only person you will be thinking about for the rest of your life, and you are going to understand that one way or another. Even if that means showing you in ways you don't want me to. But I don't care because you're mine, Aria."
Dante gives me a dark look as if he is warning me before I feel a harsh slap on my cheek making my head turn to the side.
A few seconds later I feel another slap on my face and it repeats.
He doesn't stop hitting me.
He never does until I'm on the floor begging and pleading for him to.
Until I'm at his mercy.
