After getting over the initial shock of it all a clapping erupts throughout the banquet room amongst the majority. Tugging me with him, he ascends the few steps before we are surrounded by men and women as they congratulate Nicoli and myself on our engagement. While women begin gushing over the ring, giving me newfound attention opposed to the earlier, outright dismissal I had received. Men who were eyeing me earlier, make a point to avoid looking at me when congratulating us. It is clear they do not wish to anger Nicoli in any way knowing now that I belong to him. The night continues to drag on until it begins to draw late and guests finally start to leave.
18
LILIANA
After what feels like forever later, we are finally allowed to leave and head home. Sitting in the back of the SUV with Nicoli, neither of us speak. Getting home and upstairs I'm exhausted. All the anxiety and stress from tonight has drained me.
Grabbing some clothes and heading toward the bathroom I see Nicoli stripping off his clothes before he slides on a pair of sweats that hang low on his waist. Climbing onto the bed he leans his head back against the wall and closes his eyes. I too change out of my dress and shoes into something loose and comfortable. Padding barefoot back into the bedroom I slip onto the bed. Finally being off them and out of my heels for the first time for the night I start to notice my feet are sore and burning. I lean forward to rub them a little trying to ease the pressure. Feeling the bed shift beside me Nicoli reaches up grabbing my foot pulling it into his lap as he positions himself in front of me.
I am shocked at the thoughtful and kind gesture from him. Taking a moment to try to relax I close my eyes as he had, settling with my back against the headboard. Feeling some of the tension on my heels ease away under his firm touch. Soon he starts rubbing and kneading up my calves and up past my thighs. He finger teases the edge of my panties before my eyes fly open and I'm shoving his hand away.
Clearly not pleased at being denied he sends me a sharp look. Matching his temperament with my own I pull my feet up to me.
"Oh that is so not happening."
"Excuse me?"
"You are excused. Did you really think we would come home and everything would be good after what happened?" Shifting onto his hand and knees he moves toward me. I put my hands against his bare chest to stop his advancement, though it doesn't seem to deter him. Wrapping an arm around my waist he easily pulls me down and under him in one swift movement. "Nicoli," I warn.
Not caring he leans to my neck placing his lips against my skin. I give him a hard shove, wanting him off of me. "I am serious Nicoli, get off of me. You don't get to fuck someone the day before you come for me and expect me not to be upset."
"Liliana, it was just that, before I came to get you. You need to stop acting like a child, grow up and get over it." Moving his hands to my waist slipping them under my shorts and brushes over my panties. Jerking under him, I shove him some more, now getting pissed.
"It was only a week before now! Seven days Nico! Seven days since you had yourself all over and in another woman when you had every intention of marrying me. You do not have any right to touch me right now."
Extending his arms he braces up and off me. Narrowing his eyes at me and my brave words. Animosity clouding his irises. "You're right I was inside of her, she was an easy lay, that's why I kept going back to her. And I guess if you so desperately don't want me to touch you maybe I will go find someone who does." Raising his voice as he goads me. Shocked by his words, a rage I have never felt before burns to life inside of me. Without thinking I reach my hand up and slap it across his face at his harsh and uncaring words. The sound of my hand hitting his cheek echoes in the room. For a moment that is all I hear before a burst of rage and turmoil take over him.
Gripping my hands he slams them above my head as he grabs hold of my neck. Holding me down into the bed. "Do not ever lay your hands on me in such a way again." He spits out. I feel tears behind my eyes at his words, trying my best to keep them from resonating to the surface. "I own you Liliana. If I want to touch you. I will touch you. If I want to fuck you, then I will fuck you. I could force you to right now. Hold you here while I take you."
Not able to keep them at bay I feel my eyes filling with unwanted tears. He blurs slightly under my gaze. "If you're going to do it then just get it over with. Go on and fuck me like one of your whores that mean nothing. Take it so I can hate you, because I won't be giving it to you willingly." Not caring anymore as my eyes spill over allowing tears to run down my cheek. Refusing to look into his cold unrelenting eyes I turn my head to the side. Only our ragged breathing sounds between us. At seeing my tears fall and a settling of understanding in what I had said, his hand loosens from around my neck. Not wanting
