Chapter 2
Aron Curry narrating:
For the Polish mob boss to allow himself to be overcome by sad eyes was an affront. But Laura did it. From the moment I kissed every part of her body and hated to see the eyes of one who had just had an orgasm like never before cease by the weight of having betrayed her unfaithful fiancé, there is no taking her from my thoughts.
Today she is getting married, but I see it more like she is signing the sentence of her unhappiness.
Laura managed to resurrect a part of me that was extinguished, made me feel something besides hatred, so I feel I need to make her see that she can be loved.
"Find out where the wedding will be and prepare the plane."
I order my men as I stand up in disbelief of my decision.
In less than half an hour I was watching Laura walk out of the room she was getting ready in her wedding dress with an unhappy smile.
I walked after her, with light steps so she wouldn't be startled.
"Shush, I came to save you Laura I whispered in her ear covering her lips.
Laura Brando narrating:
Opening my eyes with some difficulty and with my sight still blurred, I was startled to see that my hands were tied, and in the midst of the fright he appeared, the man from three nights ago. Aron.
"Hello sweet Laura" he said with an evil smile on his lips.
"What's going on? Why am I tied up? I should be at the altar. "
" No... you shouldn't. At least not with someone unfaithful, who doesn't love you, nor contemplates such beautiful busts."
"But I love him! " I screamed in tears realizing what was happening. "Let me go please, you're completely crazy, we just had one night, that's all"
"No, we had one night that made me see that I can't let you be unhappy, I'm not kidnapping you, I'm saving you"
Aron said putting a lock of my hair that was loose behind my ear, the desire in his eyes this time gave me a certain repulsion, I could feel my heart beating against my ribcage, and the fear chilling every part of me.
"What do you want from me?" I said with hatred.
"One month, in Milan by my side, and if after that time, you tell me you still prefer him, I will return you safe and sound to him..."
"You've got to be kidding me... I will never, ever accept that.... " I shouted in disbelief at his words.
" I'm sorry honey, that's the deadline, unfortunately you'll have to stay! "
Aron said walking towards the bottle of whiskey while I felt the tears run down my face realizing we were on a plane.
"I hate you, and I don't care how you pretend to love me, I will never love you, I was guided by the hatred I felt for Edgar, I let myself be carried away by his words, but now ... now I feel only disgust" I shouted bringing my lips closer to his.
I saw his dark eyes twitch as if he had heard something painful, but at the same time his smile gave away that he had something more, that I was in his hands.
A woman entered, as I saw Aron walking silently away, she smiled gently, but I could see the gun at her waist. Untying myself I ran my hand over my wrists which were sore.
The woman handed me a dress, I recognized it, I had bought it a week ago, a warm red with a romantic touch, I imagined the way Edgar would want me when I wore it.
"My dress!" I exclaimed, sad but terrified at the thought of Aron having a piece of my wardrobe. "I should be wearing it now for the man I love, I fantasize a hundred times what compliment he would pay me..."
"Can you accept false praise from a man who behind your back lies with another body?" She said raising an eyebrow and opening a bathroom door.
Intrigued, I entered seeing my reflection in the mirror, I tried to find in my eyes the answer to why all this. The regret of betraying Edgar with Aron still consumed me as I whispered to myself how dumb I was.
Leaving the bathroom in my dress, I sat down in front of Aron, I was calmer, but I still felt the hatred bubbling in my veins seeing him look at me like a conquest while he filled a glass of champagne for me.
Aron Curry narrating:
" Dear Laura, you know I wonder what happened during those three days for you to have forgiven your unfaithful husband..."
I told her while admiring her eyes, her plump lips revived my desire to kiss her while I felt my erection marking my pants. It was impossible not to want to rip the dress from her body.
"He made a mistake, but he loves me ... if love, everything is possible, including forgiving." Laura said in a rude and conceited way.
"Let me guess... he swore he would never do that again?"
"Yes, that's right, and I trust him, I even told him about what happened. The night that consumes me every day when I remember his hands touching me, I feel angry at myself for that. If your idea is to make me fall in love with you, forget it, it will never happen, as soon as we arrive in Milan, I will run to the first person I see in front of me and ask for help."
Laura spoke rudely, and her every word sounded like a stab in my chest, which became even more painful when it came to feeling that I was getting involved with her, her bravery excited me even more, I was elucidated by her harsh words. I forced myself to stand up, walked to the back of her seat, and smelled her perfume as I ran my hands through her hair, lowered my face sighing into her neck, and for a second I felt like I was being kissed.
I lost in the tone of her body, the second enough for her to hit me with an elbow and get up, going towards the cockpit and screaming.
Wiping my bloody mouth I walked over and pressed my body against her back, cocked the gun to her head and heard her sigh in fright, ceasing her screams. Gasping, I turned her facing me, her eyes contained a terrifying fear, guarding my gun, my hands run through the hair on the back of her neck, I pulled them with a force and came close to her ear.
"You don't understand, you're mine now, at least for a month, and let me specify, your husband was late at the altar because he was having sex with your friend" I sighed.