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I can't bring , andmy eyes trained on Vitto's is a task I can barely carry on with

"Marzia, won't you look ataze to meet his He smiles, an imperfect s - to anyone but me "You are more beautiful than I could have hoped, Marzia De Luca"

"Thank you," I whisper, eager for hiain I can't look at hied with the cruelty I know he possesses fills o downstairs The party has already started"

"No," he replies si my hopes with that sier I want to get to know you We are to be married after all"

He chuckles darkly at the words,me feel sick I don't want totells h to sparein his eyes that sparkles darker than anything else I've ever seen The er a boy He is all man, and the dark intentions he has for me are written all over his handsome, chiseled face

"You're so quiet," he says "Speak"

It doesn't feel like a request but instead an order, and I blanch, trying my best not to stutter as I finally open my mouth

"I hope you enjoy the party tonight," I start ra "My parents have invited a lot of people I'nore-"

"Call -yet-cruel sed since our childhood He still has that cruel streak residing deep down And I just know it's going to come out to play sooner rather than later "And please, let's speak of so else I want to know you Who is Marzia De Luca?"

I don't knohat to tell him My parents have done their very best to preventa personality I wasn't allowed books,that I could develop a taste for My days were spent in boredos that they dee But when papa discovered how much I loved it, the pencils and sketchbooks were all taken away He toldwould only make me insolent Undesirable

I hated hiht And from now on, Vitto is the one whom I will obey The one ill coht

"I don't knohat to say," I whisper, avoiding his gaze