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Venice going about their business. She didn't turn towards me even once, and I didn't look in her direction either. We both didn't want this.

e. I couldn't. The first time our eyes met, I felt a pang on my chest. I remembered Daya, my wife. My love. In her dress, walking towards me, in all her glory and beauty. That day, I was the happiest man alive. I kissed her as many times as I wanted when

n the woods to handle the activities taking p

straight for my room, not without telling Mrs. Fletcher

ed, looking up at the

ghtened my suit jacket and was ready to lea

said, still holding unto my arm. I moved away from her ho

-versed in English names, and I was certain the name Elizab

sure to teach him a lesson some day. I showered and cleaned myself, then went straight to bed. As I lay there, my thoughts trailing back to Aria, and how she looked walking down

room, taking a seat at the far end of the table. The silence between us was palpable, neither of us will

one. I caught her stealing glances here and there but befor

girl. Go sit close to your husb

ne over here

cofee then?" Mrs

ke coffee".

coffee, my ears invest

I didn't miss the excitement in her last statement. Cup of tea. I

o my dear. I'll have th

d I wasn't comfortable with that. Wi

Pour me my coffee". I demanded. Mrs. Fletcher filled my cup again with cof

nd Alonzo. Another man had been caught. He was in kahoots with D

ow who I am. It would be the end of Matteo Marino. My reputation. My power. Pulling up my sleeves, I yelled a

m!!". I said rushing like

, knowing the dire consequences of doing so. I had made it clear to them that I would not tolerate any disobedience, and they understood the risks they were

nching him hard on his face. He screamed against his gag and I punched again, tipping his chair over. I slammed my fist into his face aga

ead, boss