Arranged To Marry The Enemy (a Mafia story) by Zainab Ajike (books for men to read .TXT) 📗
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If you think and act solely of your own benefit, you will reach the top.
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Irina's point of view:
I am in a pool of water. I mean I am in a pool of water swimming in my dream.
I should be happy right that I am in a pool of water but I feel so drenched and uncomfortable.
But still, I still want to sleep, I am not ready to wake up.
Suddenly, a wave of water swept me away. Was I in the ocean? I felt so cold that I had to wake up from that bad dream.
I opened my eyes slowly just to find myself in wet floor. I am so wet and drenched. Soaked with water. So it wasn't a bad dream, it was reality. I was being poured water on while I was asleep. I sat up carefully, so I won't slip and hit my head on the tile.
I saw my new husband standing before me with a bucket in his hands, glaring at me so deeply.
Gosh, I so much hate this man. He is not even feeling remorseful for what he did to me yesterday, instead he soaked me with cold water.
He raped me! Dammit, he freaking got me raped, He is a devil on his own.
"Welcome back to life, wifey. Stand up, clean up the water and start your daily chores. Do the house chores. I am off to the office." He snarled.
"Why would I do the chores? Don't you have employees to keep the house for you?" I asked in confusion.
"I did have them but I dismissed them all after getting married to you" He said with arrogance.
I stood up gently making sure I didn't slip in the process. My dress is soaked in water and I hate that shit.
"You look like a homeless person right now. You should look at yourself on the mirror right now." He smirked.
I ignored his mockery.
"Why did you sack them?"I asked him.
"Simply because I have you to do the household chores. That is one of your responsibilities as a wife" he said.
"Don't you see how big this house is? And you expect me to clean all the house? I am not doing that shit" I objected to his idea.
"You are only my servant. Do you think I consider you my wife? Then you got it all wrong. You are only my servant. I don't know you, I don't like you, I hate your family. So the only thing we can have now is a boss and servant relationship. Get out of my room and go and do your work." He ordered.
I didn't even flinch from where I stood, that made him give me a deadly look.
"You don't know me yet, you raped me yesterday's night. You had sex with me roughly, without my consent and you are telling me you don't even know me. Do people who don't know each other have sex?" I was about to burst but I kept my cool instead.
"Oh! I forgot you were caged your whole life. There are a set of girls that people call whores. They fuck guys they don't know for money. They are willing to sacrifice their body for money, just make sure you don't fuck up. What about those girls?" He smirked.
"I am not them. I am your wife. Your Goddamn wife. You don't treat me like the way you treat your whores. There should be limit to what you do to me." This man is really annoying me.
"You are also a whore. I don't consider you my wife, so you are just my whore and maid." He admitted.
"Oh! Really? You are a devil. You got me raped yesterday and you didn't even feel remorseful of it. My whole body is sore right now due to the way you manhandled me but you you still showed nonchalant attitude towards it. Now, you are telling me that I am just your maid and whore, that I should clean the whole house? Do you think that is possible? You are a devil. I will forever regret regret that I married you." I spat.
I walked away from him to the toilet. Still, he followed me.
"Change the bedsheet also. That one is full of your blood. Anyway tell me Alexei, don't you enjoy what I did to you yesterday?" He asked. I stopped on my track at the entrance of the bathroom and faced him.
"Of course not. I didn't feel you at all. I thought sex was something of pleasure that both party should enjoy but instead all I felt was pain. I felt no pressure." I said to him.
His facial expression changed totally, his jaw and his face turned stern but that didn't stop me from talking. I am not scared of him.
"If you have been doing this to other girls, you better stop. It's rubbish"
"Otva'li!(Shut the fuck up!)" He warned. I entered the bathroom and shut the door on his face. Manwhore!
I washed myself and went out of the bathroom after making sure I washed his touches away from my body. I was in a towel when I left the bathroom. I checked the entire room for him but he was nowhere to be found. I walked to a walk-in closet hoping to see my clothes there. Surprisingly, I saw all my clothes hanging and folded neatly beside him.
That's great, at least he did something good in his lifetime. I took out my jeans and shirt. I wore them and went out of the room.
I went straight to the kitchen and cooked for myself since he is out of the house. Well, that's a guess.
After cooking, I served myself the pancake I made and topped it up with maple syrup.
My phone rang. I took it out of my pocket. I checked the caller to only see an unknown number.
I picked it up anyway.
"Hello" a feminine voice said.
"Hello?" I said in the form of a question.
"Sorry for disturbing you, this is Loana, Roman's sister" Oh! She is Ruslan's new wife.
"Hey, how far?" I asked her.
"I am fine and you?" She asked over the phone.
"Peachy" I said curtly.
"I just want to get to know my new sister in law" She said.
"Really? Okay. That's nice. How are you doing over there?" I asked her.
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