Elias looked at the woman walking next to his mother Lita. That one was trouble. He knew it from the start and that was why he had picked her out. He wanted to be the one to tame the 23 year old, raven haired, grey eyed beauty that went by the name Filippa.

"Son," Lita kissed his cheek. "Your bride has arrived."

It was an arranged marriage, and she had no saying in the matter. His parents had put down a lot of money for her and her parents had accepted. She was known to be a bit of a wildcat around town but that was all in the past now. No more hanging out with her girlfriends, no more staying out after sunset, no more fun. She belonged to him now.

"What did you do your hair?" He asked.
"Lita said you were a charmer," Filippa crossed her arms.

He loved her black hair but she had added yellow stripes in it. To him they looked piss yellow, and it angered him. He wanted the natural woman that he had watched grow up from afar. The one he always watched in school but who would never talk to him. The one that was way out of his league, but being part of the mob family running the town, he came with money, and money talked.

"That shit better be out of your hair before the wedding," he said.
"Make me!" She stared at him.

He grabbed her upper arm in an iron grip, putting on as much pressure as he could.

"I will! Don't fucking test me!" He growled.
"Son!" Lita snapped her fingers in front of his face. "Don't leave any visible marks on her body before the wedding. If you can't keep your hands relaxed, at least aim for the thighs or stomach."

Filippa stared at Lita with wide eyes and open mouth. She knew Lita wasn't exactly mother of the year, but she didn't think the woman would go this far and straight up allow her son to hurt her.

"Hurry and get her freshened up. Your guests are waiting," Lita said.
"They can wait all night for all I care," Filippa said.

The slap came fast, and it came from Elias.

"Marks!" Lita barked again. "And hurry. They wanna see the blushing bride."

She walked away to tend to her guests. This was Elias and Filippa's engagement party. In a week the wedding would stand. This was gonna seem like spring break before the real hell took over. Once she was married to him, she would never escape.

"Let's go," he said.

He held out his hand but she didn't take it. Sure she could fake certain things in all of this, and she would have to, but she could never pretend to love or even care for him. She followed him inside. It was better to save some energy and pick her battles. They walked into a walk in closet, and most women would have fainted by the sight of all the clothes. Not her though. It wasn't her style. He grabbed a long, formfitting, yellow dress that matched the stripes in her hair.

"This way we can play it up as being deliberately," he said.
"It was," she said.
"Just put on the fucking dress!" He snarled. "Meanwhile I'm calling for your personal bodyguard to come up here."

He left the room, and she got out of her own clothes and into the dress. She looked around and found a pair of black heels to go with it. She had to remind herself to pick her battles. This was gonna be a long and painful ride.

She sent a thought in a certain man's direction. Seth. No one had known about their relationship. She had thought they would be together forever, but she had been blindsided by her parents with this arrangement. She hadn't been given any time. She was told to leave that same day. She forced Seth out of her mind to avoid crying. Now was not the time. She stepped out of the room, and her jaw dropped at the sight of the red haired man.

"Filippa, this is your bodyguard," Elias said. "You're not to go anywhere without him."
"Sami!" She smiled widely. "How have you been, man?"

She threw herself into his arms and hugged the life out of him. She was doing it on purpose to piss off Elias. Her and Sami hadn't seen each other in a couple of years, but this was one of those battles that would be fun to take.

"You two know each other?" Elias asked.
"Sort of," Sami swallowed.
"He took my virginity," she said.
"You're a virgin," Elias said.
"I used to be until I met this guy," she patted Sami's shoulder. "He taught me everything I know about sex so you should thank him. The two hot months we fucked each other's brains out did wonders for my knowledge in sex and how to please a man."
"You're a virgin!" Elias growled.
"Guess again," she grinned.

He grabbed her upper arms and slammed her up against the wall.

"You're a fucking virgin!" He shouted. "Say it!"
"Oh honey, did you think you would be my first one? That's kinda cute," she mocked. "Sami came before you, and he's far from the only one who's fucked me. How does that make you feel, Elias? How does it make you feel that a fucking servant of yours got to fuck me first?"
"Do you wanna know how that makes me feel?" He asked.

Without warning he drew his gun, turned around, and shot Sami in the head.

"There! That's how it makes me feel!" He stared at her again. "What are the names of the others?"
"You killed him," she whispered.
"Names!" He slammed his fist into the wall next to her head.
"No," she defied him. "If you want names, you'll have to beat them out of me, and you heard your mother. No marks before the wedding. And even if you try, I won't tell you shit. So go ahead and kill me."
"Yeah, you'd like that, wouldn't you?" He smirked. "No, I tend to make your life a living hell for as long as you live. And now we got a party to go to, so put on a smile for me."

They walked out in the garden where the party was going on. Everyone nodded at her and greeted her but no one cared to actually talk to her. She knew that they all knew she didn't want this. Elias walked over to his mother, and Filippa found the bar to get a glass of champagne.

"I need a new bodyguard for her," Elias said.
"What happened to Sami?" Lita asked.
"He couldn't be trusted," he answered. "Don't ask, mom."

Filippa stood in a corner and watched the guests. Lita crossed the garden and walked over to her.

"Do you like the party, dear?" She asked.
"Don't dear me," Filippa said.
"You'll learn soon enough to treat me with respect," Lita said.
"Really?" Filippa asked.

She moved closer so they were almost touching.

"Elias just killed Sami, but I guess you already know that," she said.
"I know he couldn't be trusted," Lita said.
"Do you know why?" Filippa smirked. "No, you don't. Sami used to fuck me real good. He was the one taking my virginity. He made me moan, cum, scream and even beg for more."
"You're a virgin," Lita said lowly.
"Funny how you all think that about me," Filippa said.
"Your mother said..." Lita started.
"My mother doesn't know shit, and neither do you apparently," Filippa chuckled. "Great party, mother dearest. I'm really starting to enjoy myself. Now, if you'll excuse me, I better go meet the guests. I see a few hot men here, and I might as well get a hot side piece if I have to be with your son."

She walked away from her future mother in law before Lita could say anything. Elias walked over to his mom, and they both stared as Filippa walked over and started talking to a couple of men.

"What happened, mom?" Elias asked.
"Get your ass over there and don't you fucking dare leave her side tonight. I don't care if she has to use the bathroom, you go with her everywhere she goes. She will not embarrass us. She will learn to respect us," Lita said. "One way or another, she'll fucking respect us!"
"On it," he said.
"And don't touch her," she added. "I know it's tempting after learning about her escapades tonight, but you will be a decent gentleman until you're married. After that, the gloves come off and you're free to do whatever you want with her."