Chapter 21

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Stefas pov

I don't know why I made myself ready like that. I normally don't wear dresses. Never. But a couple of hours ago my mother came into my room and she said something like: ,,If you want to be a respected woman who screams out power, you have to look like that. You have to take their breath with your look, so they will look up to you and can't take their eyes of you. You'll have the main attention of everyone.'' Then she gave me a red dress long dress. A dress that glitters everywhere.
As soon as I walked down the stairs everyone's attention was by me. I think my shining dress catches their eyes...
And I kind of feel good, that I'm the main eye catcher. I feel...powerful?
I swing my long black hair to my back with my hand.
I'm even wearing make up right now...

I reached the end of the stairs and look at the people.
So these are they...
The husband is small and already very old. He must be the father.
And all the sons also look old. Older than my brothers. I don't know which one of them I'm going to marry yet.
The mother looks beautiful. She has a black basic dress, but her face and hair shines like glitter. She glows from her beauty. Though you can see her age wrinkles. So she also must be older than my own mother.

Suddenly someone from behind walked toward.
It's one of the sons who were standing right behind their father. He wears, like the others, a black suit and and has dark brown hair. He's breath taking. And so...hot! Under his black suit jacket he wears a white buttoned shirt, which was half open. I could see a little bit of his bare chest. You already can tell that he's fucking muscular.
He walks towards me and now we are standing in front of each other. Everyone is looking at us.
The boy analyses my whole body. He lets his gaze wander from my head to toes. His eyes stopped at my legs.
What the fuck.
I clear my throat.
He looks up at me again.
And reaches his hand.
I look perplexed at his big strong hand.
Then I also reach mine, to shake it. When our skins touched, I felt something like an electricity.
His hands feel so rough, as if they've been through a lot.
They also have kinda scars. But they look faded, like if they happened a few years ago.

We stepped back again to our own families and I don't dare to look him in the eyes. Because it feels strange. l know that this is the man, I'm going to marry. Right in front of me.
Looking in his eyes feels kinda...weird. So I avoid his gaze.

My dad walks also next to me and towards the father and the lead from the spanish Mafia.
They shake hands and begin talking like if they're old friends.
They start making their way to the dining room and so did the rest.
I glanced over to my 'soon husband' and I see that he walks towards me and trying to make eye contact with me.
W-Wait...why is he walking in my direction?
Will he accompany me to the dining room?!
I started to feel panicked and search with my gaze for someone I know.
But...there's no one!
Wait. I can see Alvar!
Over there!
I want to run to Alvar, who stands upstairs and stares at me. Then he waves with his head, showing I should come to him.
So I run the stairs up and on my way, I decided to peek at the man who wanted to walk together with me.
He stood there, frozen, looking surprised in my direction.
Why is he so surprised? Isn't it normal that a girl doesn't want to walk with him? He's hot, yes, but not only that... he's also kinda scary. He has a cold face where you can't read any thoughts of it. He looks like a gentleman but also...like someone who would kill you, no matter who or what you are. And he's the kind of person where you don't feel safe at.
Nope...I don't want to walk with him.

When I reached Alvar, I cling my arm into his and we walk to the dining room.
I look behind me...
Where's he?
Doesn't he know which way the dining room is at? He could've just followed us!
Whatever...
We entered the room and my dad looks at me with an instrusive and questioning face.
I raise my eyebrown and make a 'what?!' face.
He shows me with his hand to go to him.
So did I.
Then he leans into my ear and whispers.
,,Where is Álvaro?" He asks hectically.
,,Who's Álvaro?!"
,,Your future husband! Where is he?"
,,How should I know!"
,,You had to accompany him and show him the way to the dining room! That's the respectful way to greet your future man."
,,O-Oh. Anyways...should I search for him?"
He sighs disbelieved.
,,Of course. You should bring him here."

Then he turns to his friends again and I was standing there, not knowing what to do.
Wait...I know what to do.
But actually I don't want to.
But if I want that everything works out the right way without any problems, I had to do it.
So I hurry to make my way to where I just came.
I ran the stairs down.
Where is he?!
He has to be here!
That's where I left him!
I look around and as soon as I wanted to look behind me, there were strong arms grabbing me from behind.
The arms holds my shoulders so strongly, that I couldn't even move an inch. I couldn't turn around.
But I know that it's...Álvaro.
,,Babygirl I waited for you. You left me just now" a rough voice growls in my ear.
,,..I-I d-didn't know that I should lead you!" I said strongly back. At least I tried to sound strong.
I try to escape his grip.
,,Stand still!" he says angrily. ,,Just stand still and let me see you."
He turns me abruptly around, so we see each other in the face right now. I couldn't avoid his eyes cause I was so surprised that he suddenly turned me around.
,,Finally" he breaths out. ,,You avoided my gaze since I came here. It was driving me nuts. You have beautiful eyes, that should look at only me. Every second"
,,What the fuck! PSYCHO!" I burst out. Oops.
,,What? Psycho?" he asks amused.
Why is he amused by that?!
I push him back on his chest with my hands.
He looks me surprised in my face and grinned so hard, that I could see his white teeth.
Fucking asshole makes fun of me...He'll see!
So I kick him again.
,,Stop laughing at me!" I shout outraged.
,,I'm not laughing!" He burst out laughing.
Then he tries to suppress his laugher and whispers ,,sorry". But he keeps laughing after that. The whole hallway echoed his deep laugher.

I feel my face getting hotter and redder.
Why is he laughing at me like that?
,,STOP IT!" I shout.
But every time I try to say something he starts laughing even more.
This feels humiliating.
Do I look weird? Or why does he laugh about me, when he looks at me?
My eyes begin to burn and I feel that there are tears which want to come out. I look to the ground to hide it.
,,I DONT WANT TO MARRY YOU!"
I burst out and run.
And he runs after me.
I manage to reach the bathroom and lock the door behind me.
,,HEY! Open the door!" he hits with his fists against the bathroom door.
I don't answer. I locked myself here cause I wanted to calm down and get a clear mind again.
,,OPEN!" He says with a commanding tone.
Asshole.
,,NO" I shout. ,,Leave me alone! Please! I'll come back to dinner later!"
There was a brief moment of silence.
But then he slaps at the door again. He keeps hitting.
Arghh.
,,Hey! I'm sorry I made you uncomfortable just now. I'm honest...normally I never laugh like that. But...somehow when I saw you I felt like laughing. I was suddenly so...happy I think. Especially when you tried to hit me. A woman who hits me!" I hear him chuckle quietly.
,,But Im really sorry, please come out. If you come out now, you can do the marriage contract on your own! I'll say nothing against anything you want to write there."

Oh.

I slowly take the key and turn it around.
As soon as it made 'klick', he was already grabbing the door and tears it open.
I was so shocked that I tense. My heart races faster. Why...why do I remember the time in that basement now? Because he was so harshly?
I'm...I'm scared.

He grabs me by my arm and drags me out of the bathroom.
My breath keeps getting faster and I begin to shake.
,,W-What is with you?" he asks nervous.
,,Hey! What's happening?!" He asks more nervous.
I can't breath.
By his harshly moves I remembered the time with my torturer in that basement.
I can't control my breathing. I feel like I'm gonna die.
There's a tear, flowing down from one eye.
Álvaro holds me strongly on my arm and squeezes it. Like he doesn't want me to let go. But he's also nervous and doesn't know what's going on.
,,WHO MADE YOU LIKE THIS?" He screams.
I begin to shake.
,,D-Don't scream. P-Pleasee. Don't...Don't use this knife. Please d-don't"
I don't know where I am. My vision goes slowly black. But...I feel like I'm drowning in my pain and my memories. And still...I hear his worried voice.
,,Psshhhh. I'm not gonna do anything. Pshhh"
He holds me.
And gently caresses me.

His gentle and sweet tone made me calmer and feeling safer.

We sat there for a while until I'm completely calm.
This panick attack happened the first time now.
I think...when Álvaro was so harsh I become scared.
But...don't say me I'm scared of every strong man now?!
,,Stefanie Erienne?"
,,Hm?" I asked dreamly, still in my thoughts.
Oh wait. He's still in front of me and probably watching me.
And now I feel embarrassed!
Especially now I can't see him in the eyes anymore! Every time when I show someone my weak and emotionally side, I feel naked. Others feel naked when they strip their clothes but I feel naked when I show someone my emotions or feelings.

,,Who did you make like this'' he says, while trying to suppress his anger tone in his voice.
I don't want to answer him. He doesn't have to know my story. I mean my story is not something you want to tell people.
,,Can we just go back, my dads still waiting for us. And besides...how much time has passed since I came downstairs to you?''

First he looks dissatisfied. Then he begins to answer me.
,,only 10 minutes'' he growls.
,,10 minutes?'' I ask surprised.
This whole thing felt like 2 hours.

I wanted to start walking but abruptly I stopped.
I look up at him. And try to smile.
,,Thanks. For helping while I had my panic attack."
Then I quickly turn around, so he couldn't say or ask anything anymore.
I make my way up the stairs and storm into the dining room.
All the way I felt Álvaros steps behind me.
So we entered together.

I see Luna trying to make eye contact with me, but I don't want to.
She probably knows that something happened, because no way, the way downstairs to upstairs would've last whole 10 minutes.
So everyone thinks...we did something.
Oh no.
They're staring at me and wait for explanation.
I try to collect my thoughts and clear my throat.
,,Álvaro get lost in this big mansion so I had to search for him. Sorry I'm late."

I hear Álvaros chuckle behind me.
Don't chuckle you idiot! You make it too obvious!

,,That's alright" my dad says.

So I sit down on an empty seat, next to Xavier.
He smiles at me nervously. I think my brothers really don't like the whole situation with marriage.

Álvaros father starts speaking and looks in my direction. ,,Soo, my little girl...you want to marry, hm?"

,,Uhmm, yeah"

,,So what do you think of my son?" He claps at Álvaros shoulder, who sat down next to him.

What do I say, that doesn't sound weird?!

,,I think he's going to be a successful and powerful mafia leader. He seems like he must be good in his work."

His father starts laughing.

,,Yeahhh! He's good, he's good. Maybe a little too good. He's too much focused on his work and on the transmission. He's literally waiting for my dead."

,,Father!" Álvaro urges.

,,WHAT? Isn't it right? You should marry a beautiful girl like Stefanie, so you can also focus on other things! One day you'll explode from too much work. Just have a girl on your side and you'll be better."

,,Father you know that I marry her because of my work. Not to distance myself from it."

The father sighs. Then he says dreamy ,,35 years ago I also thought the same, like you did. But you'll change your mind".
And he takes and squeezes the hand of his wife.

I wanted to chance the subject. So I ask a question, what has been bothering me for a while now.
,,Can I ask you something?" I ask.

,,Ask." Álvaro answers.
Arghh! I hate his commanding tone!
But I have to keep calm.

,,How old are you?"

,,HAHAHA. What do you think?"

,,Uhmmm...30?"

,,WHAT?!" He burst out laughing. ,,Do I look that old? You thought you're marrying an old man?"

,,You look like 30, yeah." I say emotionless.

He looks me first seriously in the eyes. Then he starts laughing again.

After a while he says ,,I'm actually 25"

,,But that's old too!" I burst out.
I'm gonna be 18 soon so that would be an age gap of...7 years?!

,,Yeah but my age won't disturb you, right? It doesn't matter anyway. After all we're not a real couple. That's what you wanted right?"

My dad must have said him already that this isn't a real love marriage.

,,Right." I answer.


Álvaros pov

I like Stefanie Erienne.
She's funny.
She doesn't know that she's funny though.
But I think she's funny.

She's even now funny.
How she stands there.
In her father's office, and trying to make the contract.
She takes this very seriously.

After dinner I made my way to the office with Stefanie, my dad and her dad. So we four will make this marriage contract and we all have to sign.

Earlier I said that Stefanie Erienne can make the content of this contract. So I'll say nothing to her ideas.

,,So, I would say, first: no commanding."

Why should I command her?

,,Second: no hitting or slapping or violent things!"

Of course not! What does she think of me?

,,Third: You have to tell me everything you do at your work"

,,What?! Why should I tell you anything?" I ask confused.

,,Because I want to learn more about this kind of work! That's one of the reasons I wanna marry"

That doesn't make sense...she lives in a mafia family and marries into a mafia family to learn more?

,,I can't tell you everything though. There are things you shouldn't kno-"

,,FOURTH: No unnecessary talking with me."
Damn this girl really drives me crazy...

,,Fifth: No unnecessary killing"

,,That doesn't even have to do anything with our marriage!" I counter.

Does she want to influence my whole work life?!

,,sixth, and so the last one from my point of view: No kissing, no touching, and no sleeping together! We'll stay in separated rooms."
T-That's ridiculous! We'll be married after all. Does she think this is a children plaything?

Suddenly my father interrupts our little "one side-conversation".
,,Darling, I think that's a little too far. It's Tradition since many years in our family, to sleep in the same room. You don't have to touch each other if you don't want to. But at least you have to stay in the same room, my girl"

,,No!"

Damm she's stubborn. She just said straightly no to my father!

,,Darling, you have to stop thinking so negati-"

,,You know what?" I interrupt everything and everyone.
,,I'll agree to your points, if you agree to my point. I have only one."

,,Then what is it?" She asks real curious with widen eyes.

,,No seeing or dating other boys, while you're bonded with me."

She must have quite a lot boys, if you look at how beautiful she is.
I don't like the thought. So I just won't let her do it...

,,Why souldn't I?" She asks provocative with crossed arms.
She's kinda...hot right now.

,,Cause it's a shame and a humiliation for a man like me, to show in front of other mans, that your wife is flirting with someone different."

She seems to think hardly about my demand.
Why does she think this hard?! Don't say me she actually has a boyfriend!

,,Okay!" She says.
I sigh.

,,Okay, than it's done."

—-

After we write every point that were mentioned in our contract, we all signed it.
We even spoke about the course of the marriage.
My father insists to have a big celebration.
Stefanies father also seems to agree to that.
No wonder.
Marriages are a big thing in the Mafia world.
With marriages you represent your power and money to the other Mafia.
It's kinda like a duel.

Stefanie seems not to be happy with that though. But she didn't say anything.

—-
After we're done with everything, my family and me made our way outside, after we said good bye to everyone. It's already dark outside.

When I waved at Stefanie Erienne, she just ignores me and looks to the ground. She ignored me the second time this day now...

I think I'll deal with it, after she's mine.
After she's in my hands...

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