ARIANA’S POV~
I stayed outside until later in the evening, my curiosity made me trace the path the mystery woman passed, but a fence blocked me from venturing further, I looked beyond and saw another side of the estate completely blocked off but still connected to the main Residence.
“You are not supposed to go there” I heard Julius say, I turned and he was standing close to the hedge starting the garden.
“Why? Isn’t it part of the estate? What’s out there” I inquired before stepping away from the fence and walking toward Julius.
“In due time, for now, you are not to go anywhere near that part of the estate” he mentioned again.
I took one last glance before I stepped away from the garden.
I wondered if I should tell Julius about the mystery woman, could she be the secret?
I decided not to, this is something I will discover in my own time.
As we walked he gave me a progress report, “The move to Cuba has been halted after an unfortunate accident last night at the Argentos” he presented. I looked up at him, “an accident is my brother okay?” I inquired.
“My spies don’t know either, they have him secured at an undisclosed safe house” he replied.
“But the good news is, we were able to switch out the nanny with one of ours before the move, so when she’s ready for extraction she will signal us” he replied.
“This will be more difficult than we may think, I want to know what’s going on in Don Argento’s mind, the only person with that answer is my father, I need to see him, there’s something at play here, knowing my father he may already have another piece in play we need to figure out what his endgame is, I know it’s not just about Tomas,” I said.
He nodded in understanding, “Get the car ready Julius, we leave in fifteen minutes” I mentioned.
He nodded again before leaving.
Something was wrong and I could feel it, I gathered myself and started for the main residence, as I ascended the stairs a car pulled up on the front porch.
My husband had come back from his hospital appointment.
As the attendant secured his mechanical wheelchair on the ground, I stood with my hands crossed.
“Waiting up for me I see, what a great wife” he grinned and I rolled my eyes in displeasure.
“It’s not always about you mateo, I just enjoy an evening stroll around the garden now and then, but it’s time to retire, how did it go at the hospital?” I inquired.
He gave a small laugh and waved the attendants off.
He moved closer to where I stood, he gestured for me to come down the stairs but I maintained my stance.
“Are you always disobedient? I am your husband, and you do what I tell you to” he said.
“In your dreams, Mateo, in your dreams” I replied, rolling my eyes again.
“Then I’m going to have to teach you a lesson” he replied, before steering himself up the slope, the slope they had made overnight to accommodate his new situation.
He stopped in front of me and grinned again.
He attempted to put his hands under my gown and I slapped it away.
“For someone who was just crying about his dick not working you sure are high spirited, did you even notice your beloved fiance gone?” I asked, stepping back from his grasp.
He moved closer again, “can’t blame me, I’m a horny man in a wheelchair, Becky, is a big girl, she has always known how to take care of herself” he responded.
“I’m done with this, you are pathetic,” I said, shaking my hand before leaving.
He only cares about himself, no one else!
His fiance has been held hostage by my father and the only thing he wants to do is find his way up my body.
“If you don’t give it to me, best believe I’ll get it somewhere else” he mentioned and I stopped in my steps.
He wanted to get a reaction from me but I refused to give in.
“Do whatever you like” I replied before disappearing up the stairs to our room.
After a while I got dressed, I was leaving when I met him at the door.
“Where are you going at this ungodly hour” he asked blocking me at my exit.
“It’s just past seven Mateo” I replied nonchalantly.
“It’s ungodly if I say it is!” he growled.
“Im going to see my father, something we must discuss and im afraid we should have had this conversation a long time ago,” I said.
“Without me?” he inquired “I know I lost my memories but im still the capo of this fucking family, and will not be disrespected!” he thundered.
“Do you want Becky back or not?” I asked, the question surprised him, by his facial expression I couldn’t tell if his affection for her was as genuine as he claimed.
He has been trying to sleep with me since he found out I was his wife!
Have I banked all my eggs with one uncaring asshole?
Did he mean what he said to me on the cliff?
I took his silence for a positive affirmation, “Get out of my way Mateo, I need to put a stop to this” I mentioned before squeezing my way out.
As I did he pulled me from my waist and I landed on his groin.
I tried to get up but he held me securely in his grasp.
With his lips close to my ear he gave me a quick lick around them before whispering words to me.
“You are daring me, wife, I may have lost my memories but I can remember how I deal with women who do not know their place, when you are making a deal with that bastard you call a father, do it in my name, understand?”
His tone was different, scary even, as he spoke I felt a little bulge poking my ass cheeks.
He pulled me closer to him, and he traced his hands up my body, lightly brushing against my nipples before he placed his right hand firmly around my neck, his other hand found a way down between my thighs as he searched for his illusional honey pot.
I squeezed my thighs, trapping his fingers from venturing further.
“Mateo.. What the hell..” I started, but then his grip was tighter.
“Understand?” he whispered again, but this time a little louder.
I nodded and pulled myself up and this time he let me go.
“So my dick works!” he laughed before steering the wheelchair past me and closing the door behind him.
What the hell was that?
Not today devil, I’m out of commission!
I took a deep breath and rearranged myself when I saw Julius coming up the stairs.
“Ready to go?” he asked with inquisitive eyes as I straightened my gown.
“Yeah,” I nodded.
Soon we departed, and in a few hours, my childhood home came into view.
The trauma it bestowed on me came with it.
But this time it’s different, I was looking forward to something else.
Someone else, my dear sister Serena.
At least some things will change around here.
“Well if it isn’t the prodigal daughter” I heard my stepmother call from behind.
I turned and immediately she slapped me across the face.
“Your inability to close your fucking legs has cost me, my son!”