Uniting the Families

Alessandra grit her teeth as he took her keys from her hand, tensing up as he slip them in his pocket. She glared at him as he gave her space, reminding how invasive he can be of her personal space. Her eyes widen as he dare speak to her as if she was a child which she hated the most as even her brother had that habit. She wanted to throw something at his head as he dare suggest that she would gain from his boundaries.

She look away as he replied that he did not love him right away, she knew he would not let her out of the marriage. She hated how he seem to believe that luxury would replace freedom, she hated how he made her room feel tiny with his presence. She hated as he stated the truth and she lost everything, something she never allowed herself to believe. She wanted to scream at him as he force her face fact. She no longer was safe thanks to her brother, he took all the wrong decision and now she was to be a tool to fix a war with her hand in marriage.

She looked in shocked as he dare invite himself to diner at her house. He seem to expect her to fill her wifely role early as a reminder she was his woman. She wanted to strangle him as he was so casual about inviting himself over. She was boiling with rage as he suggested what to wear and welcome him home. By the time he left , she screamed and demolished her room as she finally released all her emotions since the funeral/

Once she calm down, she made her way to the kitchen. Ironically, cooking was a way for her to release her stress and she was half tempted poison his food. But she knew if she killed him, her family end up dead cause of her temper. She send his men with a HUGE list and demanded they return in 30min. She spend hours cooking in that kitchen, homemade soup with homemade french bread...appetizers and the main dish that was fresh homemade pasta, ravioli and a homemade pecan pie.

She had time to clean up, set the table, wear a mourning black dress with black heels as she refused to dress beautiful for that arrogant bastard. She was drinking her third wine glass by the time his guard open the door for Mike Nardelli. She did not bother greeting him, simply drink her glass of wine and try ignore him.
 
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As he did that morning, Mike breezed in like he owned the place. He didn't seem put off by Alessandra sulking at the table and stewing in her wine. He looked around the table, smiling at what he saw. "Alessandra, you truly outdid yourself. Everything smells fantastic. I'm sure it tastes as lovely as it looks." He walked over to the table, leaning down to kiss Alessandra on the cheek before continuing to the head of the table.

Once he sat, he waited expectantly. He looked at her then down at his empty plate. "My dear woman, I've had a long day hard at work for our family. This elegant repast is my reward for a job well done. If you don't mind..." He gestured for her to serve him. As he sat and waited, his eyes burned into hers. It seems as though his plan is to break his new wild filly.
 
Alessandra practically hissed at him like a cat as he kissed her cheek, she wanted to strangled him for even acting as if they were a couple: " Flattery will get you no where"

She smirked at he stared at his empty plate just to glare at him as he spoke up.She mumbled in Italian as she headed in the kitchen, She return with a fresh basket of french bread and set the giant bowl of soup in center of the table before serving him as she leans in a whispers: " What makes you think, i wouldn't poison you? *She smirk wanting to scare him away. She smiles as she served him a nice bowl of her homemade soup* " By the way, i dont plan to ever have your children...so dont imagine a house full of kids"

Actually, she always dreamed of a simpler life of raising kids in a normal relationship even if she never had one. So she always imagines her own version of a normal life.
 
"You wouldn't poison me because you're not the type. I'm around killers all day, Alessandra. I can see it in your eyes that you know what the cost of such an action would be and you couldn't bear what would happen to all those innocent people." Mike says in answer to her poisoning barb.

"As for children, you'll find your impression of motherhood changing once we are married. You love family too much to deprive yourself of the love of a child," Mike spoke before digging into his soup. From the first spoonful, he is nodding his head. "This is excellent, by the way..." Tearing off a hunk of bread, he dips it into the soup and nods approvingly.

Slowly, Mike works his way through the meal. He takes his time to savor everything and seems completely genuine in his praise for Alessandra's cooking talents. "I knew you'd make an excellent housewife..." He says, congratulating himself for picking such a good woman to be his wife.

"So... before I leave tonight, I'd like your college class schedule. I have to make sure your driver knows where to be. Oh... and don't try to be cute and ditch them on campus; you'd just be gaining a punishment." Mike says, hoping he wouldn't have to spell it out, but realizing that Alessandra probably doesn't understand the score yet.
 
Alessandra hated how he easily read her for a complete stranger, rolling her eyes as he did not miss a beat in his reply. She strangely enjoyed watching him eat her meal, the genuine praise made he bite down her smile. There was something strangely cute at how he devour her meal looking like a child in front of a buffet. She knew he was not lying and being honest of his opinion on her cooking, She was always proud of her cooking but not many seem to notice they way Mike did everytime he ate her meals.

She went to her book and pulled out her schedule for her classes and place it beside him. She made sure that she made no time to see him in her schedule. She rolled her eyes: " Are you always going to threaten to punish me with killing my family? Cause its getting tiresome"

She pushed back her hair: and if you want me to still cook for you, YOUR going to have to do the groceries and NOT any other men..."

She pour herself another glass of wine: "I guess we can wait 15 years before having kids...enough time for me to be able to confirm, i dont like you" *smirk*
 
Mike chuckled at her barbs. "Well, until you start to behave, what other leverage can I use other than the painful, terrifying deaths of your family?" He smiled, already enjoying the back and forth they were sharing now.

He picked up the schedule and gave it a scan. On one hand, she was on campus for big chunks of the day; that would make it easier to guard her. At her request about grocery shopping, he considered it and nodded. "As your husband, it's the least I can do to support my loving wife at home. Plus, I have some friends in the restaurant business that can set us up with their suppliers. None of this off the shelf, industrially processed supermarket food for me or my family."

He chuckled again at her time frame for kids. "Great, that gives me 15 years to win you over." He teased back, lifting his wine glass to toast with hers.
 
Alessandra could not help but try restrain smiling at him: " You may be good a bossing people around but your no threat to a crying baby. You will end up crawling out of the house while your men laugh at you....so atleast you will have 15 years of dignity left"

She smirk as she like the idea of him unable to handle a baby and an expression of pure panic: " Perhaps i should become a modern wife and , go out and leave my baby with my husband....after all, you should be in "Charge" of the baby....
 
Mike chuckled. "I wouldn't have the speed to chase a baby around. It's another reason I wanted a young wife. You'll have the energy to watch as many babies as I want." He teased, hiding his smile by sipping his wine.
 
She punched him in the shoulder:" you wanna marry a young woman cause your a pervert nothing else" * she drank down her glass and sat beside him:" I don't know how to be a wife, less a mother....this is why I think it's best you find a better suitable wife."

She ran her hands over her arms as if she was cold as she felt uneasy in a way yet crave having her own family" the idea of being with a man that could end in jaila ND me as a single mom is not appealing .."
 
Mike calmly reached over, taking her hand from her arm. His large hands enveloped hers as he looked in her eyes. "That won't happen. Now that there is a peace, I am working to turn all the Families totally legitimate. I would never leave you without a husband or our children without a father. I will always be there for them and I will not need another lover. I am your husband, not some name on paper. We rise, we fall, we succeed, we fail together."
 
Alessandra did not pull her hand away:" I want to believe you...but I was raised in this world" * it made her sad to think she would end up like her mom:" I know...of duty and my parents really in love....yet he cheated and she became distant" *She rolled her eyes: " You sound like Michael in the godfather...its not something happen in a short time.."

She suddenly pulled her hand away from his as she looked dramatically shocked as she teased : " fail together? sshhheesssshh...you talk all manly and now you say I have to fail with you? Your suppose to cover my back to fail alone, i dont plan to go to jail for you....pppssshhhhht" *teasing him* "By now you should know, i would even use your body as a shield in a shoot out as it be my wife duty/right" *Tries not laugh* " I think , we need to get somethings clear and written down about you dying for me and me allowed using you as a shield..."

She went in the kitchen and pulled out a fresh pecan pie that she made earlier. Cutting a big slice once he finished the main dish and served it to him: " I could get use to your men cleaning the kitchen" *She smirked*
 
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Mike smiled as she teased him about failing together, about saving herself. He was glad she was talking with him at least. It was a good sign that she was smiling and trying to have a good time despite her initial misgivings about this new arrangement for the pair of them.

As he was learning, everything she made tonight was delicious. At least one thing carried on from the Old World in her Family. He enjoyed the pasta, the small raviolis bursting in his mouth as he enjoyed them. The wine she had picked was perfect; each hour that passed told Mike he had found the right woman.

He smiled as she returned with the pecan pie, commenting on the clean house. "As I said, there were all manner of perks that come with marrying a man of my wealth and position. You merely need to hold up your end of the deal of being my wife." Mike said, digging into the pie. "Oh that's fantastic..." he groaned before taking another bite.
 
Alessandra eyes rolled as she replied:" easy for you to say...your not the one that be gaining 80 pounds, saggy tits from sucking and have like 10 baby push out your vagina...I doubt, you would volunteer to push a baby out your hole..."

She smiled as he loved her pie:" i guess your growing on me since I allowing you to taste my cooking...." *See himself too happy at the idea she completed the phrase":" like a growing cancer....that is..." *Smirking*

She hated to admit it but he was easy to talk to. He did make her feel safe and her place felt like a home as he appear to appreciate her cooking and seem to have strong values. But she reminded herself, she had to be careful as he held all the cards. A part of her wondered if this relationship could work for just a second.
 
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Mike chuckled, finding her acerbic tone with him endearing. She make not like it, but he could tell he was growing on her. He finished his food and wiped his mouth as he stood.

"Thank you for the lovely meal," Mike said as he leaned in for another kiss on the cheek. He didn't seem to mind if she recoiled from him; it wasn't really a romantic gesture, but one of politeness to him. He rebuttoned his suit as he walked to the door where one of his men waited. When he got there, he turned back to her.

"Sadly, I need to travel for the next few days. It's better that you don't know where. I'll be back in 10 days to two weeks depending. I'd like to host you and your remaining family at my house to speak with them all. Remember, I'll be gone, but my men won't be. They will help you if you ask them. Please take advantage of their hospitality." Mike says before turning and walking out the door.
 
Alessandra spend most of the days. Shopping for school supplies, it annoyed her how the men followed her everywhere. After a week of this goons following her, she wanted to scream from complete frustration. She hated how people's stared are her in fear as the men seem glare at everyone. Sure it was great to have extra hand to shop but she hated this kind of attention. She wanted to text Mike Nartelli to complain but she did not have his number.

A few days later, her friends begged her to join them at the club since it was her childhood friend's birthday. After debating and shopping for 3-4 days for a club dress. She contacted her friends and told them to wait on another street. She always snuck out on her parents to meet friends.

She fed the men well and made sure they were full enough to feel sleepy. She said night to everyone and wait for them to put there guard down. She used one of her rock climbing rope and slide out the window quietly. She looked back at the men watching football before grabbing her backpack and running out her backyard. She jumped over the fence and made it down the street into Jake's car. They drove off at the club as she changed in the car.

By the time she arrived at the club, they realised she was not in the house. They started search everywhere and after confirming that she was not on the property. They had no choice but call Mike Nartelli and relay the information. They were ordered find her or else.

Alessandra arrived shit face and her friends had to help her climb in the window. After several tries , she gave up and pushed her friends away. She simply walk to front door and dismiss the guard and stumble upstairs to the washroom and threw up many times. After an hour of that, she collapse on her bed and fell asleep.

She woke up the next day with the worse hang over, she forgotten how she even got in the house. She look at herself in the mirror and cursed. Then she headed to the washroom for a warm bath, moaning and dozing off a bit. She came down the stairs in her nightgown and black silk robe and headed in the kitchen. She slowly made her way in the kitchen and started cook a huge breakfast for herself and the men. As the first guard approached to help, she looked at him:" look don't be a snitch...Mr Nartelli don't need to know about last night..." * She was unawares that her fiance already knew and pissed about her behavior*

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As Alessandra made her way downstairs finally, Mike sits in the arm chair in her living room. He shakes his head as he trims the end of another of her father's cigars and sparks it to life. As he figured, her state from her night out have blinded her to his presence. He's just another shape in her blurred vision.

He blows out the smoke as he hears her murmur to the men guarding her house. They all look a bit disappointed at her slurred speech and slovenly, slept-in clothes. They looked so good last night, but now, they are wrinkled and look ill-fitting. Mike stands and walks to the doorway of the kitchen.

"They won't need to keep it from me as I know everything. I would have thought that you had learned that about me. In order to keep my place in this city, I can't be blindsided by the unexpected. My eyes and ears have to be everywhere. I hope you enjoyed your night of revelry, because it is the last you will have until the honeymoon." Mike said, placing the cigar back in his mouth.

He let his eyes take a lurid glance at Alessandra in her club dress. There was no denying her physical gifts; she was the most beautiful young woman in the city. However, she was undisciplined and wild. Two things that were no good in his business.

"Alessandra... Join me upstairs, please." He said, gesturing to the steps she just descended. He walked along behind her, making sure she couldn't turn and run back down the steps. When she froze at the top, he gestured to the large master bedroom of her parents. He followed her inside and closed the door behind him.

When he finally turned around to her, he looked disappointed. "Alessandra, I thought we had been over this. I thought we had broken through. I told you that if you continue to defy my rules there would be consequences. Did you think I was kidding? Did you not hear me correctly? It doesn't matter; your punishment will come in time, but for now, I need to make sure my bride to be has not been sullied before her wedding day."

Mike leveled a cold look at her as he stood by the door, blocking her escape. "Strip." He demanded in a tone that Alessandra hadn't heard yet. It was cruel, angry. The look in his eyes grew more intense as he waited to see if she would comply without force.
 
Alessandra sighed as she was caught by Mike Nartelli, she curse herself for not sobering up before climbing back in her bedroom. She rolled her eyes as he motion her upstairs, it felt he was more of a father than a husband. She stomped up the stairs like a child trying keep her balance: " You seriously over reacting...it was my friend's birthday and i promised her ...god, i just went clubbing..."

She rolled her eyes as he motion her to the bedroom and expected him to give a long boring speech for defying his order. She only wanted to drink water, eat and sleep off the night not be scowled for not being a proper lady. She reluctantly entered the bedroom and turned around as she rolled back her eyes at him: " Cmon, Mike...i am freaking 18...its my friend's birthday...i cant like not show up...your over reacting...god...sullied? " *Laughs at the word* " What the hell is that suppose to mean...?"

Her laugh died slowly as he looked at her coldly for the first time. She blinked at his command: " wait...what? " *It suddenly dawn on her, that he thought she cheated on him* " You think, I'm stupid enough to actually cheat on you? " *She finally realized the severity of the situation and that he was very serious* " I can't do that...i never cheated on you! I just went dancing, i swear!...I am not stripping infront of you...your insane....if you think, i am gonna volunteer into your order"

She looked at the door behind him knowing she was trapped in the bedroom with him but could not imagine he would dare force himself on her: " Look..... lets meet half way...i will give you a heads up, next time that i go out, okay?"
 
Mike strode across the room as she spoke. He stepped right up to her, his chest to hers, his big wide body trapping her legs between him and the bed behind her. "Your compromise will not correct what you did last night. My wife is a woman of decorum, of class, of grace, not..." He gestured to her dress. "...this."

"Now, I will tell you again and if you refuse again, I will do it anyway, and I will do it my way. I'm trying to start our relationship on the right foot, but if you insist on being a child, I will treat you like one." He said sternly, leaning in until she winds up sitting on the bed to keep her balance.

"Now... Strip." Mike towered over her as she sat. He hadn't put his hands on her, but now the real possibility had been brought up. Something in his eyes said that he was not threatening, but promising.
 
Alessandra gasps as he step into her personal space and trapped her legs with his in a bold gesture as no one ever did in her life. Before she realized and end up falling in a sitting position the master bed, paling at his statement. She realized, she had seriously screwed up this time as she heard that cold tone of his for the first time.

She shook her head as he ordered again: " Please, dont do this, Mike...I swear, i won't do it again...don't ask me to strip...I can't please..." *She try to back away from him, scooting back on the bed to put distance between them, for the first time, a man was not scare to offend her. The idea of stripping naked in front of him terrified her: " Please...Mike...i just wanted to see my friend on her birthday...I never cheated on you! Not once...we just danced, i swear to god!"
 
"You think this is about cheating? Have you missed the mark that much? You violated the terms of the agreement. You snuck out. Period. That's it. Now, punishments will be visited on you until you learn to follow the rules. Now, since you have not listened to me again, I will do it my way."

Mike strode around the bed, grabbing Alessandra about the waist. His huge arm curled around her trim waist and hauled her off the bed. Curling his arm to his chest, he pinned her body to his, her back to his chest. With his free hand, he worked the hook open and yanked the zipper down, tearing the flimsy fabric of the dress in the process. Tossing her back onto the bed, face down, he pinned her face to the mattress as he yanked the zipper all the way down.

Placing a foot on the dress on the bed to trap it. he reached inside the open zipper and practically hauled her body up and out of her dress. He tossed her onto the bed, leaving whatever underwear she had on. "I will at least give you the dignity of removing that yourself. You do not want to make me do the alternative..." Mike promised, panting from his sudden exertion. The terrifying thing, no matter how Alessandra twisted or writhed, nothing seemed to stop Mike from doing what he just did. He may be middle aged, but his body was stronger than it looked.
 
Alessandra paled as he would punish her in such a fashion for simply desobeying him: " what? wait...stop...Mike...please stop...i won't do it again..I swe" *Her words cut off by her own scream as he grabbed her around the waist and pulled him to her. She try to despreately try break free of his grip:" Let me go! "

She gasps as he tossed her back on the bed, she try to get up only to be pinned down. Alessandra scream muffled into the mattress as she try to get up. She was practically in tears as she felt him unzipped her dress, panic filled her mind. She gasps as he pulled her out of the dress and looked back horrified as she stared at him scared and angry violet eyes. She stook in her match black undewear ( http://picture-cdn.wheretoget.it/n8mahq-l.jpg)

She slapped him across the face amd try kick him off from her : " Don't you even THINK of touching me again or i will fucking kill you myself!" * she try to run pass him and for the bedroom door to get away from her angry fiance, Mike Nardelli*
 
Mike barely registered the slap, but that didn't mean it didn't sting. It opened a window however, and Alessandra lept for the door. She had to scoot off the bed and Mike had the advantage of size. He grabbed her around the waist again as her fingers touched the door and in one fluid motion, used that curled arm to fling her back onto the bed.

With the way he threw her, she had to catch herself on all fours on the bed. Mike was on her right away, pinned her shoulders and head down to the mattress as he slid up to kneel on the end of the bed near her ass.

"Since you seem so insistent on proclaiming that you did not cheat, you'll have no problem if I check then, will you?" Mike said in her ear as he slid his hand down the back of her panties. His big hands curled along her ass crack, moving through her crotch to reach her pussy. Two big fingers slid back and forth over her slit. "If you didn't sleep with someone, I shouldn't be able to tell, should I?" He said again, his voice raised. Using his body weight now, he leaned onto her, holding her down.
 
Alessandra let out a scream as he threw her on the bed, she was shocked as she landed on all four like a cat. She was still in shock as Mike got on top of her and pinned down her shoulder: " Get off me! I mean it Mike, get off me!!" * She was struggling desperately as he positioned himself as he easily restrained her under him.

She paled as his question, she froze as he hand slid over her panties. She could not believe this was happening to her in her own house: " stop...Mike...please...stop...don't...! *She struggles in vain as she was in tears*

She let out a startling cry as he ran his two big fingers over her slit, she instinctively try close her legs to prevent him access to what was already his property: " stop...you can't do this!! " *Hissed as he pushed her down with his weight as his finger ran over slit making her jump. She try to push him off in tearm shaking her head: " Noooo...pppllleeeeaaassseee...Mike...stop...i won't defy you again....please dont do this to me...!!"
 
Mike leaned down, his voice so icy cold in her ears. "I know you won't defy me, because you'll remember this whenever you try to." He says, his hot breath coming out in blasts as he speaks. He curls the two middle fingers right up to her opening and pushes them both inside. His thick fingers enough to stretch her young pussy.

He works them perfectly, spreading, stretching, curling, searching. It feels like those two fingers are everywhere inside Alessandra's pussy. They even stroke her g-spot a few times, sending conflicting messages up to Alessandra's brain.

"Hmmm, seems pretty wet in here, but I don't feel another man's seed in here. Perhaps you were telling the truth." Mike growled as he spread his fingers again. Anything inside would seep out onto her very sexy lingerie, but nothing did. Mike slid his now soaked fingers up to Alessandra's ass.

"Then again, you might have been clever and done other things to hide it from me..." He said, his eyes narrowing as he looked at Alessandra. All the while, his sex-coated fingers slid around her brown button.
 
Alessandra paled as he whispered in her ear softly in that cold tone. Her eyes bulged as he pushed his big fingers into her pussy for the first time. She let out a scream of pain as nothing entered her pussy till now:" nooo!"* She tried crawl away as he easily restrained her under her. She lets out small sharp cries as he fingered her slowly. She cried in pain as he parted his thick fingers inside her pussy. She cried under him as he raped her with his fingers for the first time. She was sobbing and her body tense up each time he played with her g spot.

She pales as he spoke as it dawn on her that he would examine her anally. She struggled hard and even try bite and kick him:" no! No! Get off me!! You sick fucking bastard!! I hate you! "* She looked back defiantly it was obviously that she still did not appear understand her place .
 
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