Chapter Seven
Kiera's POV
I sat on my bed for a few minute, stunned at what just happened, how could he say my father was a murderer? He must have mistaken me for someone else. I sat frozen in place for God knows how long until a knock sounded at my door and I was jerked out of my reverie.
A chubby lady entered and pasted a smile when she saw me
"Good day mi lady" she greeted cheerily as she moved straight to the drapes covering the windows, she pushed them apart to allow light into the room
"What's good about the day?" I grumbled, nothing is good about anything since the day that beast took me away from my beloved. I shuddered when I remembered the gift box he had placed in my legs, oh! He is so cruel.
The lady snapped her hands and some maids walked in, one bearing a hanger full of designer clothes, another strode in with a rack full of shoes, another placed some boxes on the table and opened them one after the other, they were filled with jewelries, gold, diamond, silver, pearl
"My lady, I am Ms. Olga, do you see something you like?" She asked, still smiling, more of a forced smile if I was asked, the smile didn't quite reach her eyes
"Something I like?" I asked stupidly, why have they brought all these to my room?
"Do you need help in choosing?" Her smile slipped a bit as she asked when she didn't get a reasonable response from me
"Why would I need these expensive items? I am not interested"
The maids all glanced at each other, confused.
"My lady..."
"Kiera, call me Kiera" I snapped, the word "my lady" was beginning to grate on my nerves, I am nobody's lady.
"I... I'm sorry Kiera, may I choose your cloth for you? The boss asked that you should be dressed up and meet him downstairs" Mrs Olga's voice was hard and the smile that didn't quite reach her eyes had wiped off her lips, instead, her gaze now held displeasure.
I gritted my teeth,he forced me into marriage, forced me to be here in his house and now he wants to force me into attending my wedding night party? Who does that? I suddenly felt my temper flare, it beats all rationality, I will not be cajoled to do what I do not want to do, not even if he is the Mafia boss and so, I made sure I made every of my next word distinct.
"Go and tell your boss that I am not getting dressed in anything he wants and I am not going downstairs to meet him.”
They all looked at each other utterly taken aback by my unexpected response, I know that they only work for Don Luca and I was taking my anger out on them but damn it! I feel so aggrieved and here they are bringing stuff as if Don Luca hadn't changed my whole world.
"Go!" I yelled and they all turned to leave but I stopped them, "You are not leaving like that, take all the stuff you have brought with you." again they stared at each other before slowly picking up everything they brought in and left. To hell with Don Luca and everything that belongs to him.
"The boss won't like this" Mrs Olga warned and I blew hot
"I don't f^¢king care" I clenched out and after a moment of reluctance, they all walked away.
I took two even breaths and placed my head between my knees to steady my nerves. I was feeling all racked up and I tend to always lose control whenever I am feeling this way.
I stared at the telephone, "Curse you Bernice" I muttered, I desperately needed to hear from Marco right now, I decided to give it one more try, perhaps, this time, it would not be Bernice that would answer his call, he might be the one to answer his call.
I had just finished punching his digits which I knew from my heart when I heard the sound of his footsteps, I quickly hung up and raced to my bed. Just then, my door flew open and Don Luca was standing in the doorway glaring at me, he slowly stepped in and banged the door behind him
"Did I just hear that you disobeyed my order?" He thundered and I cringed inwardly but still tried to keep a bold face.
“I warned you that you will face punishment each time you disobey me”. His voice held a warning note that made my insides squeezed in fear.
Images of my last encounter rushed into my memories and I shut my eyes tight to keep them off. A shudder racked my spine.