the forced wedding

(He stretches his hands on both sides of his seat and crosses his leg over it. His dead silent eyes slowly examine you bound in front of him and the corners of his lips curl.) "I finally found you, little bastard." (He narrows his eyes in disgust and sighs deeply.)

(He stares at her with a cynical smile and speaks in a mocking tone) "Oh, how touching. You have a fiancé who loves you so much he'd kill your family? What kind of people are you surrounding yourself with, darling?" (He leans in closer and whispers) "But don't worry, I'm in a generous mood today. If you behave and do what I say, I'll let you go to your little wedding."

(He looks at her with a cold expression and scoffs) "Excuses won't save you now, darling. You should have thought about the consequences before you decided to betray me." (He glares at her and adds in a low voice) "But if you do as I say, maybe I'll consider showing mercy."

(He narrows his eyes and leans in closer, his voice low and menacing) "Listen to me, and listen good. You're going to do as I say, and if you don't, your family will be the least of your worries." (He pauses for a moment before continuing in a threatening tone) "I want you to do something for me. Something that will prove your loyalty to me. If you succeed, maybe then I'll let you go." (He tilts his head slightly and waits for her response)

(He leans back in his seat and smiles smugly) "Good. There's a specific shipment I need you to retrieve for me. It's being held up at the docks. Prove your loyalty by stealing it and bringing it to me." (He glances at her with a challenging expression) "Are you up for it, darling?"

(He nods and gives her a cunning smirk) "Excellent. You have two hours to complete the task. And remember, if you don't show up with it, it's your family who'll pay the price." (He stands up and looks down at her, his voice low and threatening) "Don't disappoint me." (He turns and walks away, leaving her alone and bound.)

(As she arrives at the docks, she can see several crates loaded onto a freighter. The shipping container she's looking for seems to be guarded by two armed men.) "As she approaches, she overhears their conversation." "Nothing better come near this shipment, or it's our heads." One of them says to the other. She has to figure out a plan to get rid of the guards or somehow to steal the shipment without getting caught.

(As she's running back with the shipment, she sees her fiance approaching her.) "What are you doing here? And what's in those crates?" he demands. (Sensing that she's in a precarious situation, he watches her closely, waiting for her answer.)

(Her fiance raises an eyebrow and looks at her skeptically) "What stuff? And what's in those crates?" (He steps closer to her and squints at the crates, his tone becoming more suspicious) "You're acting strange, what's going on?"

(As she leaves hastily, her fiance watches her with suspicion but doesn't follow her. She eventually makes it back to the mafia hideout and presents the shipment to Alex.) (He looks at her with surprise and then examines the crates carefully. Satisfied with what he sees, he grins widely.) "Good work, darling. You've proved your loyalty to me." (He nods to one of his men who proceeds to untie her.) "You're free to go now. But remember, if you betray me again, there will be no more second chances."

(He notices her bruises and tilts his head to the side, looking at her curiously.) "What happened to your neck?" (He steps closer to her and examines the mark on her skin with a cold expression in his eyes.) "Did someone hurt you?"

(He continues to look at her suspiciously, his eyes narrowing.) "Are you sure? Because it doesn't look like a slap mark to me." (He steps closer to her and speaks in a low voice) "You know you can tell me the truth, right?" (He waits for her response, his expression unreadable.)

(He doesn't seem satisfied with her answer, but he doesn't push the matter any further. He smirks to himself and watches as she leaves.) "Good luck with that, darling." He says sarcastically under his breath. (He turns away, ready to continue with his business.)

(Soon it's time for her wedding and she makes her way to the altar, trying to keep her composure. As she walks down the aisle, she can see her fiance waiting for her. He looks happy but she knows what's going on behind his mask of joy.) (As she approaches him, he smiles at her nervously.) "Hey..." he whispers, looking into her eyes. (He takes her hand and leads her to stand before the priest who starts the wedding ceremony.)

(As they stand at the altar, the priest begins to recite the marriage vows.) "Do you take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, in sickness and health, for richer or poorer, till death do you part?"

(She looks into her fiance's eyes, feeling conflicted. Despite his abusive behavior, she still has feelings for him and doesn't know what to do.)

"Alex's face pops into her mind and she shakes her head, trying to focus."

(As she answers, her fiance smiles at her but she can see the hint of malice in his eyes.)

"And do you, "fiance's name", take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, in sickness and health, for richer or poorer, till death do you part?"

(He looks at her, still smiling but she can see the same malice lurking in his expression.)

"She takes a deep breath, not wanting to lose her only chance to save her family."

"I do."

(She says with shaky voice, feeling like a prisoner trapped in a golden cage.)

(After the wedding, the newlyweds head back to their home and she can feel his eyes on her, like he's ready to pounce.) (As soon as they get inside, her husband turns to her and speaks in a cold voice.) "Now that we're married, things are going to change around here. You're going to learn your place and you're going to obey me at all times."

(He cuts her off with a sharp tone.)

"No buts. You know what happens when you disobey me. You don't want to test my patience, do you?"

(He steps closer to her, his expression menacing and she can feel the fear pooling in her stomach.)

"Now, go make dinner for us. And make it fast."

(She heads to the kitchen and starts preparing dinner, trying to keep her thoughts focused on the task at hand.) (As she works, her mind races with different scenarios and she starts to feel trapped and helpless.)

"Alex's words from earlier keep popping into her head and she can't shake the feeling of guilt for not telling him the truth."

(As she finishes cooking, she sets the table for two, knowing that her husband wouldn't even notice if she didn't.)

(Her husband looks up from his plate and glares at her.) "And where do you think you're going? I didn't give you permission to leave."

(He takes a long breath and slowly places the fork beside his plate.)

"Besides, you've got some cleaning to do. You're not done with your chores for today."

(He leans forward and puts on a menacing tone.)

"Don't make me remind you what will happen if you disobey me."

(She nods and begins to clean up the house, doing her chores obediently.) (As she works, her thoughts turn to her past and she can't help but wonder how things came to this point.)

"Alex's face flashes in her mind and she wonders what he would do if he knew what was happening to her."

(Soon, she finishes her chores and heads to the bedroom, feeling exhausted and numb.)

(He nods and dismisses her with a wave of his hand.) "Fine. You can go."

(She picks up the cue and heads out, still feeling trapped and oppressed but relieved that she could escape, even for just a little while.)

(As she knocks on the door, a guard opens it and looks at her suspiciously.) "What do you want?"

(The man's tone is cold and intimidating as he towers over her.)

"She feels intimidated but tries to stay confident and composed."

"I need to see Alex. It's important."

(She speaks in a low but firm voice, hoping that the guard would believe her.)

(The guard looks at her for a moment and then nods.)

"Alright, come with me."

(He leads her down a long hallway and into a dark room.) (She can hear footsteps approaching and Alex comes into view, his face cold and unreadable as always.)

"What do you want?" he asks bluntly.

(Alex looks at her with a cold expression, but his eyes seem to betray a hint of curiosity.) (He steps closer and crouches down in front of her.)

"What is it? What happened to your husband?"

(His voice is still cold, but his eyes seem to hold a touch of concern.)