I clutched my stomach and laughed. I tried to compose myself but every time I thought of Angelo's words I would go into another fit of laughter. When my laughter finally eased I looked up at a very annoyed Angelo. I stared at Angelo waiting for him to tell me it was a joke. Angelo didn't show any signs indicating he was joking. Not a chuckle, smile, or smirk.

"I'm not marrying you!" I yell with horror written over my face.

"I don't remember it being a question."

"I don't care if it was a question or not. You can't do this!" There's no way Im going to marry him. Why did Angelo want to marry me of all people. There's plenty of girls that would marry him willingly. I mean look at that face. He's perfect. Not a single flaw. He must have girls falling at his feet so why do he want to destroy my life.

"Believe me Tesoro I can and I will."

"I won't do it." Angelo chuckled darkly.

"You don't have a choice." I knew Angelo wasn't going to change his mind but I was determined to not marry him. Not without a fight.

"Why me?" I whispered. Angelo stared at me for a few seconds before answering.

"Why not?" He shrugged as if it wasn't a big deal who he had to marry and spend the rest of his life with. I didn't know what to say. His answer didn't have a valid reason. Even though he doesn't care who he wants to marry I do, and I refuse to marry this arrogant bastard.

"I won't marry you, and you can't make me." Something flashed in Angelo's eyes and not one of those sparks it was more like an evil glint saying 'challenge accepted'.

I didn't think as I turned around and ran in the opposite direction of the building. Trying to get far away from Angelo as I could.

Adrenaline rushed through me. I couldn't help but fill as if my life was on the line... well it actually is. I didn't get far as two masculine arms wrapped around my waist pulling me into their hard chest.

I struggled to get out of Angelo's grip but my attempts was futile. In one swift movement Angelo picked me up, - like I was nothing - threw me over his shoulder, and walked towards the building, all while I pounded on his back.

I stopped fighting once I noticed Angelo wasn't affected by my punches and I was just wasting my energy - that I know I am going to need.

I gasped when we entered the building. I could only take a glimpse at the room - since I'm still upside down - but that was enough for me to see lots of chairs and round tables that haves nude color table cloths on them with flower bouquets and candles on each.

The lights were dimmed perfectly and a long table - my guess for the bride and groom - in the back. The decorations setup was also perfect. Not one thing out of place. I would consider this beautiful and perfect for a wedding if it wasn't me being force to marry this thing.

Angelo entered another room, shutting the door behind him and putting me down. I glared at him which he didn't seem to notice, instead he was looking behind me. I turned around to see Luke and Logan is also in the room.

"Find Zoe." Angelo instructed.

Neither of the men moved.

Logan raised a eyebrow at Luke, and Luke raised a eyebrow at Logan. After a minute Luke sighed and got up walking out the room closing the door behind him. I turned back to Angelo.

"What part of I'm not marrying you don't you understand?" I asked slowly, as if I was talking to a child. Angelo simply smirked.

"Yes you are. We can do this the easy way or the hard way, but either way we are getting married." His words lit the fire inside of me that was waiting to come out.

"You kidnapped me and now you want to force me to Marry you. What the hell is wrong with you. Did your parents drop you on your head when you were a baby? Get this through that thick skull of yours! I'm. Not. Marrying. You." You could hear the venom laced in my voice.

"You will marry me-" I scoffed.

"It'll be a cold day in hell." Angelo glared at me which I happily returned.

"I'm done fooling around. Zoe is going to help you get ready and you will cooperate."

"Fuck you!" I yelled harshly. If looks could kill I would be six feet under by the death glare Angelo is throwing me.

Angelo made his way towards me. I was tempted to take a step back, but I wasn't going to give him that satisfaction. I was literally shaking in fear but tried to not let it show. Angelo sighed before speaking.

"I'm trying to be nice-" I laughed bitterly.

"Nice?" I asked in disbelief. "This is your way of being nice. Forcing me to marry you. I would rather be tortured for the rest of eternity then to marry a heartless bastard like you!"

"Natalia." You could hear the warning in Angelo's voice, but I still refuse to let him win.

"Exactly, Natalia. Not Olivia. I'm always going to be Natalia. Olivia is gone. Stop trying to make me be someone that is not coming back! I don't know how Olivia could ever be friends with a monster like you! You are nothing but a mean, heartless, son of a-" I didn't have time to process what happened as I fell to the floor grasping my burning cheek.

Angelo slapped me?

Angelo crouched down in front of me and roughly grabbed my chin forcing me to look into those dark grey eyes. I winced when I felt his fingers digging into my skin.

"Now, you are going to be a good girl and behave. Zoe is going to be here and help you get ready, and you are going to listen to everything she say. Or you can try to defy me and try to escape again. But there will be consequences. We wouldn't want anything to happen to that family of yours, now would we?" My eyes widened.

"Y-You can't d-do that-"

"Yes I actually can. Amelia, Jason, your aunt would all have to suffer the consequences for you actions today. So, you can try to challenge me, or you can do as I say and behave." Tears were running down my face like a waterfall. Angelo let go of my chin and stood back up. I looked up a him and into those empty emotionless dark grey orbs.

"W-Why are y-you doing this to m-me?" Angelo only stared at me blankly. The door opened and in came Zoe, and Luke. Angelo whispered something to Zoe and walked out of the room with Logan and Luke following behind him. Zoe looked beautiful. She have her black hair in a bun. A blush pink V-neck bridesmaids dress with heels to match.

Zoe walked towards me and tried to help me up, but I snatched my arm out of her hold not wanting her help. Zoe stared at me with sad eyes.

"Natalia I'm so sorry... I couldn't tell-" I held my hand out at her shaking my head for her to stop.

"Don't... just don't." Zoe didn't say anything else as she got me ready

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The girl in the mirror looks nothing like the girl I know. This girl looks tired, weak, and broken. I couldn't even find it in me to cry. I cried all the tears away. Zoe had to redo my make 3 times because how much I cried. My eyes are puffy and red but other then that I look like a girl that's about to get married to the love of her life. I mentally scoffed.

My brown hair is in a beautiful neat bun. My big brown eyes are dull and lifeless. The white wedding dress haves a sweetheart neckline and is tight till it reaches my mid thigh then loosens and drags behind me. The vail is just as long as the dress.

Zoe walked behind me and slipped on the silver earrings and necklace. She then put a jeweled hair comb in my hair and handed me bridal flowers that has cream and white roses. My makeup is done perfectly. My hair is done perfectly. I look perfect but this isn't how I had my wedding planned.

I wanted to spend months finding the right place and decorating everything myself. I wanted to design my own wedding dress. I wanted mom, Jason, and Amy to be there. I wanted this day to be one of the best days of my life. I would never had thought I would be kidnapped by the Mafia and be forced to marry.

"Natalia..." Zoe sounded like she wanted to say something just didn't know what to say. "I'm sorry." She whisper. I looked at her in disbelief.

"Your sorry? No I'm sorry. For thinking that we could actually get along. That I could actually trust you. That we might actually... be friends. But that was my mistake. I should have known I couldn't trust any of you. That all of you are the same. Heartless monsters. I know that now." Zoe stared at me with so much sadness and regret that I almost felt bad.

Almost

After a couple of minutes Alex entered the room. He have on a grey suit with a blush pink color shirt under it and his hair is jelled back. As his blue eyes stared down at me you could see the guilt and pity on his face.

"It's time." Even though I wanted to play dumb I knew what he meant. It was time. The moment I dreaded. After this I would no longer be a free women. I would no longer be Natalia Young, instead I will be Natalia...

what the hell is Angelo's last name?

I'm getting married to a man and I don't even know his last name. Great. Alex must've seen my hesitation because he walked to me and grabbed my hand. I snatched my hand out of his as if he'd burned.

"I have to walk you down." I sighed and allowed him grab my hand and intertwine our arms before pulling me out of the room. As we stood in front of the double doors my breaths start to come out uneven. "You okay."

I looked at Alex with a 'are you serious' look. Alex must have also realize how stupid his question was because he looked away from me and cleared his throat awkwardly. He then pushed the doors open and walked in.

I kept my eyes on the red carpet. Not once did I glance up to meet the gazes of the people around me. Instead I kept my focus on the pink and white petals on the red carpet. Once we finally reached the altar I looked up. Angelo hand is outstretched for me to take. I stared at it for 30 seconds before I finally took it.

I blocked out what the priest was saying. I only stared at Angelo's dress shoes as if it is the most interesting thing in the world. I was snapped out of my thought when Angelo said the words I wish I didn't have to hear.

"I do."

"And do you, Natalia Young, take Angelo Valentini to be your lawfully wedded husband. Before these witnesses do you promise to love him, and to care for him for as long as you both shall live." I bit my lip to stop it from trembling.

Angelo glared at me while the priest stared at me. That's when I notice that they are waiting for me to say I do. As much as I tried to, the words couldn't leave my mouth. Angelo must have noticed my lack of speech because he gave my hands a painful squeeze. I didn't dare meet his gaze.

"I do." I felt my eyes start to water but I pushed the tears back. I will not give Angelo the satisfaction of breaking me.

"The rings?" Angelo slipped the diamond ring on my left ring finger. As much as I wanted to take it off and throw it at his face I restrained myself not to. I stared at the ring that now laid on my finger. It fit perfectly laying there. But instead of the happy, exciting warm feeling I was suppose to feel, I felt as if it was burning my skin.

"I now pronounce you husband, and wife." I let out a audible and shaky breath. "You may kiss the bride."

My head snapped up towards the priest. I looked at him with wide eyes. I'm not kissing this thing. Angelo lifted my veil. For the first time during the wedding I looked into those stormy grey eyes and said the words I felt for him strongly.

"I hate you." It came out as a whisper. I expected Angelo to glare at me or scowl me with his eyes but to my surprise he smirked. He wrapped his arms around my waist pulling me closer to him so there's no space in between us. Angelo leaned down so his mouth is next to my ear.

"You know what they say." I could feel the smirk on his face. "There's a fine line between love and hate."

And with that he slammed his lips onto mine. He kissed me so hard and with so much force that I would have probably fallen if it wasn't for his arms around my waist. That's when I realize something.

The bastard took my first kiss.

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