Revenge And Love Against My Mafia Ex-Husband
Chapter 2

I woke up with a concert of drums in my head and an urgency that kicked me in the belly, threatening to shoot out of my throat, I get up crawling to the bathroom and búa, it comes out a lot, I make an effort to breathe while I make the oath of the dawned, "I do not drink again"; when I get out of the bathroom I am surprised to see a hand offering me a glass and the other two pills, I look at his face and the floor seemed to collapse, it was him, the coward dog was there with me, it is possible that the floor opened up and a river of lava flowed out of it and ran through my body, filling me with anger, I slap that glass, breaking it against the wall, -you are a little man!, -I shout at him and slap him in the face, the very agile man stops it and answers me: -don't make things more difficult, they are already very complex.

I follow him trying to hit him with the other hand which also grabs me and hugs me, maybe it was the drink I still had in my system, but I felt his smell, his, not his cologne, feeling for a few seconds in paradise that minimizes my rage. -You're a cynic, you made me spend the shame of my life, I married alone -I tell him calmer, while his scent still tickles my larynx.

-I don't think you know what shame is," he tells me the very cruel one, while I can see that in the mirror on the wall we reflect each other, we see ourselves hugging as if we were the best couple, that's why they say that mirrors reflect the opposite. -And you keep insulting me, you have no limits to your insults," I try to look him in the eyes, trying to decipher what's in his soul.

-You know the reasons for this farce, I tried to do my part as best I can," he tells me, pressing me against his being, where I can feel that athletic body, I guess I feel his heat that ignites me like gunpowder, unintentionally I bite my lips and let out a sigh. -At least you should have fulfilled them in the best possible way," I say, sticking to him, rubbing my body against him.

-It has been difficult, the truth, I wasn't sure about this, I didn't want to..." I close his mouth with my lips, letting my impulses take me, again the cretin hurts me, pushing me away and running to the door, scared as a little child.

-Let's go, at least do your marital duties, let's make an effort to make this work, let's take advantage of this presidential suite and consummate our honeymoon," I tell him panting imagining that I am a beautiful actress in an adult film and the slimy guy answers me: -I'm not ready and frankly I don't know if I will ever be, I think we should pretend appearances behind closed doors and in our intimacy be like mere acquaintances.

-There are acquaintances and friends who have relationships," I whisper to him while I undress softly, as I think it happens in those movies, only that when I take off my little panties that look like shoelaces, I get tangled falling on my face to the floor, what a shame for pretending to be something I'm not, I feel his strong arms hug me again placing me on the bed.

-Now it was, - I thought and once again I ended up as a deluded person, I just tucked myself in the sheets. A cocktail of feelings floods me, a few drops of desire, a little glass of shame, a few gulps of disappointment and many bottles of pure anger.

So why did you come here," I demand angrily, letting the tears I tried to hold back escape, I wrap myself in the sheets, tightening them, imagining that I hanged him.

-I didn't really plan to come, I didn't want to see you, only that my grandfather found me and used his persuasive powers, he almost incapacitated me, he made me carry you to the room, besides he forced me to apologize to everyone, especially to your parents, how I hate them," said the miserable man, causing me to get up and this time I slap him in his bearded face, what an ugly beard, it's degenerate, it's unreal that with so much money he doesn't buy a shaver or maybe he's fighting with his barber. I shout at him trying to get out all my resentment:

I forbid you to mess with my family, you are a coward, a liar and I imagine you must even be weird, since you don't want to fulfill your marital duties.

-I'm not one of those, I have nothing against them, I just don't feel comfortable being with a person for whom I feel nothing, well, at least nothing good," said the jerk opening the door.

-Wait," I yell at him, "did you bring me, did something happen, did we do it, did we do it?

-I would never be able to take advantage of a woman, I hate those who take advantage and degenerates, like your family who took advantage of saving my grandfather's life, maybe it was all planned by them from the beginning," he answered me, gritting his teeth like a furious dog.

-I don't really want you to touch me, let's pretend to be a married couple, we wouldn't be the first, nor the last," I say adding my evil look.

-Yes, that, but please don't play the long-suffering one with my grandfather," he says, making me want to caress and scratch him, I try to answer him, making me cry:

-I am not a sufferer, I don't need your compassion, you don't know all I have suffered, you are insensitive, -the crying cuts off my speech, he leaves, he goes away like a thief without making noise, he steals my calm, I cry bitterly, I imagine the room flooding with my tears, I try to keep myself sane remembering the events that led me to this dilemma, or the dilemma that led me to these events.

Vague memories come to me, between blurred difficult to differentiate if it really happened or was a dream, the night I lost my real parents, the smell of gasoline, and asphalt, how we were rescued with my sister, the panoramic glass full of holes, my parents sitting with their heads bent motionless, a drawing of a D with bones that causes me terror, the memory of the shareholders' meeting taking control of my parents' jewelry company, of the lawyer reading the will where another damned clause obliged me to marry an heir of Don Joseph, in order to take control of those businesses, I remember my disgusting uncle how he abused us and how his horrible wife, upon discovering it, did everything she could to cover it up, She called us liars in front of everyone and her trickery put us in an orphanage, where we suffered even more misfortunes, these are memories that maybe I will erase to become strong, bad memories that are not worth remembering, I remember cutting off my arm, swearing to the moon to take revenge on everyone and now I sit here like an undaunted stone, Suddenly my conscience is like a lightning that falls breaking that rock, my destiny is triumph I cannot minimize myself, I have to get ahead despite the difficulties, this is just another one of the bunch and I will overcome it, someday it will not be but a single bad blurred memory that I will believe was a nightmare.

And so it was for three years I lived harvesting bad memories in his private villa, pretending a dream marriage, until the scorns became unbearable, the scorns intolerable, I even moved to a nearby apartment, but it was useless, I can not stand this situation of being a wife of lies, although I almost do not see it, that's why I couldn't stand it and at the family reunion to which he didn't show up either, I asked his grandfather for a divorce, who almost gave him a heart attack because of his anger, I hope he forgives me, I appreciate him very much, in the end, among a thousand objections, he accepts for my happiness, -life is bliss, - he finishes saying and sends a beautiful maid to notify Angelo of my decision to divorce him.

I stay crying in Don Joseph's arms in a moment that seems to be suspended in eternity, it is the end of a cycle and the beginning of my exciting life.