Skyler’s Revenge

#Bella’s P. O. V

Me and Nicoli danced till I got tired not talking anymore after he told me the woman he loved died i just went silent i didn’t know what to do, should i have comforted him.

After I danced with him I danced with my dad, brother and even Andrew. Finally the night ended and it was time to go home.

“Mom lets go home”I tell her but she doesn’t budge,, she simply looks at me with a raised brow.

“You are going with your husband”She grabs me by my shoulders and turned me around in the direction where Nicoli is patiently waiting by a car.

“What!”I nearly scream. But my mom ignores me. Instead she gives me a hug and walk to her car leaving me standing there with my mouth open in shock.

After a while of debating what to do I finally turn around and walk to Nicoli who is still waiting by the car his eyes fixed on me. He gets in the car so I follow him in. The driver starts the car and soon We are on our way to his house…

Somewhere through the drive sleep takes over me.

Strong hands lift me up and I snuggle myself closer to the warmth that’s surrounding me. A soft sigh leaves my lips as I continue to sleep.

I feel myself being placed on a soft bed and a blanket is placed on me. I snuggle closer to the pillow.

The sound of footsteps entering the room wakes me up and I peek through the covers to see who it is.

Nicoli enters the room and walks to one of the two double doors in the room.

He comes back out wearing nothing but banana boxer.

I quickly cover my eyes to stop myself from seeing more then I should.

I hear his footsteps getting closer to me and soon the bed dips as he climbs it. He gets under the covers and I became tense.

But he doesn’t even touch me, he stays at his side our skin never touching not even once.

I knew i shouldn’t have but I started feeling really self conscience I mean what was wrong with me?

I slowly peel my eyes open and groan when the sun comes into view. I stretch my arms out and fix myself in a sitting position.

Nicoli is no where to be found, his side of the bed is cold so I’m guessing he left pretty early.

I slowly got up and look around the room. It’s damn huge

The colour scheme is black, white and grey.

I look at the side of the room where my dress is perfectly placed on a black coach.

How did it get there?

I instantly look down and to my utter horror I’m wearing a man’s long sleeve white button down shirt. The shirt is long so it reaches me mid thigh.

Just the thought of Nicoli changing me has my face absolutely red.

I walk to the giant bathroom and look around. The bathroom is huge it has a giant glass shower, the bathtub is more of a small pool, the bathroom floor are beautiful black shinning tiles.

I walk to the mirror and look at myself. My hair is like a bird’s nest the makeup I had on has luckily been rubbed off of my face. I groan and look around the bathroom cabinets till I find an unused ceiled toothbrush and brush my teeth.

I find a hair brush and tame my wild hair till its presentable. I splash some cold water on my face to help me wake up.

After I’m done I debate whether or not I should leave the room. I might run into some guy from the mafia and he might shoot my head off or I’ll find the kitchen and get some food.

I decide I’ll risk getting shot for food so I change into my wedding dress since I’m not leaving this room wearing Nicoli’s Shirt.

I peep through the door and look around. I open the door wide when I see nobody outside.

I start walking down the huge fancy stairs already feeling like a stupid idiot in horror movies.NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

“Who are you?”A raspy voice asks from behind me nearly making me jump out of my dress.

“I-I-I’m Nic-Nicoli’s W-Wife”I stammer looking up at the guy’s intimidating face. This guy is scary, his bald head is decorated with lots of tattoos and the suit his wearing looks like its gonna tear If he moves just the slightest coz of his huge body

“Prove it”He says making my eyes go wide. How the hell am I gonna prove that.

“Show him your ring Bella”A voice I instantly recognise says and I slowly lift my hand up and show him the ring. His eyes widen a little when he sees it and he bows his head.

“I apologise Mam”He says and turns around leaving me with Andrew. I breath a sigh of relieve when the guy walks out of sight

“You looked like you were gonna faint”Andrew laughs and I couldn’t help but punch the idiot’s arm.

“Ouchh.. girl.. you can punch”Andrew grumbles rubbing his arm.

“Where were you going anyway?”He asks and I remember why I even left that room

“I’m hungry”Is my simple answer and Andrew instantly gets it.

“Come on”He grabs my hand and pulls me in the direction of what I’m assuming is the kitchen.

My assumption is proved wrong when he pulls me inside a large room. There is a long table in the middle of the room where Nicoli is sitting at the head of the table with a newspaper and coffee mug in his hands.

When he hears our footsteps he looks up from the newspaper and his eyes instantly lock to our hands.

Andrew sits on one of the chairs near Nicoli so I take the seat right by Andrew.

I grab almost everything and start eating on a plate. A soft moan leaves my lips as I bite into the pancakes. Just too yummy

My cheeks turn pinkish red and I keep my eyes locked on the plate in front of me praying that nobody heard my moan.

“Well I’ll tell the chef you like his food”Andrew smirks and I felt like killing him. I have never been so embarrass in my life it is moments like this that make me wish the earth would just swallow me up.

A woman in her late 30s enters the room wearing a maids uniform and in her hands she’s holding clothes.

“Mam I figured you’d like to change”She smiles her Italian accent is thick.

“Thank you”I smile at her and follow her out of the room she leads me back to Nicoli’s room.

“Here take this.. but I couldn’t find a shirt so you’ll wear one of Nicoli’s and my name is Elizabeth .”She smiles and leaves me in the room.

I first take a quick shower then put on a Mickey mouse red underwear she got me. I don’t even wanna know where she got it from.

I put on the dark blue jeans and black shoe she got me.

I look through Nicoli’s closet looking for a shirt.

There is absolutely no casual clothes in here just fancy shirts, shoes, his trousers, suits and all those things at one side of the wall are accessories like his Rolex watches and pistol guns stuff like that.

I eventually wear a light blue dress shirt of his. I roll up the sleeves since there too long and tie the bottom of the short since if I don’t it will look baggy

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