Table of Contents 4 страница

⇐ ПредыдущаяСтр 5 из 25Следующая ⇒

formed two lines and pulled. He leaned back in his chair and, folding his arms behind his head, said:

- I feel better.

I sat looking at them and wondered how it was possible that they were like each other

indifferent, as if last night did not take place. She was busy with the phone again

and he tried to recover.

- Well, when did you want to tell me about the wedding?

Olga rolled her eyes and spread her arms wide, looking for rescue from the young

Italian, while he was pointing his finger at her as if defending against her.

- Olga was supposed to tell you. And that she was delaying was not my fault anymore.

- And how long have you known? I attacked him, turning my face towards him.

" From the day you agreed to marry a don, but... "

I raised my hand, signaling him to be silent, and buried my face in my hands.

" Honey, you'll be pleased, you'll see, " Olo said, stroking me

affectionately on the head. - A fairytale wedding, flowers, pigeons, lanterns. It will be like this

You wanted.

- Mhm, and gangsters, weapons, mafia and coke. Nothing, perfect ceremony.

At that moment Domenico raised his plate toasting and drew another line.

" Don't worry, " he said, rubbing his nose. - There will be everyone in the church,

Page 32

only heads of family and close associates will appear. In addition, at the Madonna church

Della Rocca has little space, so that hardly anyone will fit, you don't have anything to stress.

Now eat something.

I looked at the table and winced at the sight of food. I was so nervous that

my stomach looked more like a knot than a bottomless bucket.

- Where is Massimo? - I asked.

- See you in church, he had some things to do. And so between us

saying, I think he's dying of fear. Domenico raised his eyebrows merrily and appeared on his face

an ironic smile. " He wasn't sleeping since six o'clock, I know, because I haven't slept yet, so we talked. "

and returned ashore.

After an hour, I stood in my room, staring at the dress case. Today I am leaving for

husband, I thought. I took the phone and dialed my mother's number. I felt like crying because

I knew everything was wrong. After a few beeps in the receiver I heard her voice.

She asked me how I was doing and how I was doing at work and instead of telling her the truth, I was lying

as if from musical notes. In fact, I only answered when she asked me how

is getting along with Black. Great mom! I said. And then she told what's going on at home

and how is my dad workaholic. Actually, this conversation did not bring anything new, but still

I needed her badly. It was almost twelve when we finished. I barely hung up

Olga entered the bedroom.

- Don't joke that you didn't even take a shower! She called, eyes wide.

I held the phone in my hands and burst into tears, falling to my knees.

- Olo, I don't want...! - I sobbed down for good. - My mother should be here, Dad

he was to lead me to the altar and my brother to be a witness. Fuck, it's all wrong! -

I screamed and grabbed her legs. - Let's run away, Olo! Let's take the car and at least some of them

We disappear.

Olo stood unmoved and raised her eyebrows in surprise, looking disapprovingly as

I writhe on the floor.

" Don't fuck and get up, " she said firmly. - You have a panic attack, breathe. And come on

you will take a shower, because the whole crew will be here soon.

I did not respond to her orders and still sat in her wild hysteria.

" Lari, " she said gently, sitting down next to her. - You love him and he love you, right? This

the wedding is inevitable. Besides, it's just paper, you have to tick it off. If you wake up tomorrow, no

there will be no difference. We'll survive it together. I would normally comfort you with a meganajeb, but

in your condition this is inadvisable. Comfort yourself with drinking for you.

Despite her tender words, I was still lying roaring again and again that it was right from here

I will run away and no one is needed for that.

- You're pissing me off, Laura! She called, grabbing my leg. Then she grabbed mine

ankle and began to drag across the floor to the bathroom. I tried to pull away, but she was from me

stronger. She pulled me into the shower and, despite my clothes, let the cold water go.

I jumped to my feet, eager for murder.

- Since you are standing, take a wash and in the meantime I will deal with this non-alcoholic shit,

maybe your mind can be fooled. She waved her hand and left the bathroom.

When I finished taking a shower, I wiped myself, wrapped my head around a towel and put it on

dressing-gown. I felt better now, all fears suddenly disappeared. When I entered the bedroom, until

I was stunned. My room turned into a real hair and beauty salon. Two

stands next to each other, and in front of them mirrors, lights, kilograms of cosmetics, hundreds of brushes, several

hair dryers, curlers, and about ten people who stood at attention when I entered.

Page 33

" Come, sit down and have a drink, " Olo said, indicating a seat next to her.

It was well past four o'clock when I got up from the chair. Never before so badly

I got tired of sitting. My fairly short hairstyle turned into an impressive bun, intricately

pinched up with a kilo of artificial hair. To make the difference not so dramatic, he rested

at the bottom of the head, reminiscent of a shapely ball, and the rest of the hair, smoothly combed back, revealed

face. The hairstyle was elegant, modest and stylish. Perfect for the occasion. Domenico brought me back

great make-up artists, I thought. They did a good job. My eyes were tight

underlined, with a predominance of brown, and delicately marked lips in powder pink color.

I looked fresh and radiant, thick artificial eyelashes complemented the whole. My face was

perfectly shaped with a centimeter layer of foundations, camouflage and blush, making it

I didn't completely remind myself, or at least I looked differently than I did every day.

However, I was delighted and I couldn't look at myself. Never again

I looked as amazing as at the moment. Even stylization at the Venetian festival

the film could not compare with that.

While I was enjoying myself in the mirror, Emi suddenly entered the room, and Olga burst into the room

she froze, pretending to be looking for something on the phone.

She greeted us with a kiss on the cheek and unpacked the dress.

" All right, girls, we're getting started, " she said, grabbing the hanger.

During the fight with the zipper, I discovered that either the dress had shrunk or I had put on weight.

Together, however, we fastened what we were to fasten, and Emi could take care of the veil.

A few minutes before 3pm we were ready, and I felt my heart racing,

ahead of breath.

Olga stood next to me and squeezed my hand. I saw that she wanted to cry, but consciousness

beautiful makeup did not allow her to tear frills.

- I packed your things for your wedding night. The bag stands near the bathroom door. You have in her

cosmetics and underwear.

" Put me that pink pouch from the drawer next to the bed there, please. "

Olo came over and pulled out what I had asked for.

- Fuck you a vibrator on your wedding night? She burned amused. - Are you in trouble?

I turned to her, raising my eyebrows.

- Just none. I plan small attractions for the wedding.

- You're fucked up and perverted. And that's why we've been friends for years. I forgot

take lipsticks from your room. I'll be back.

A few seconds after her disappearance, I heard a scream from below.

- You can't fucking bring it bad luck!

I turned and saw my delightful person standing a few meters away from me

fiance. When he looked at me he froze and I tried to remain calm. We stood

stunned, looking at each other. After a moment, Massimo started walking and walked over to

me.

- I fucking have traditions and superstitions! He said, revealing my veil. - No

I could bear it, I had to see you.

Massimo occasionally swore and rather only in bed or when he really got something

mad.

" I'm scared, " I whispered, looking into his eyes.

He grabbed my face in my hands and kissed my lips gently, then stepped away from me

me and looked calmly.

" I'm with you, baby, " he said softly. " You are so beautiful... You look like. "

Page 34

Angel... " He closed his eyes and leaned his forehead against mine. " I want to have you all to myself as soon as possible. "

I love you, Laura.

I loved how he said it. I was overcome with indescribable joy. This hard, inhuman

the ruthless man showed me tenderness. I wanted this moment to last forever

they didn't have to go anywhere, to see anyone, so that we would be only us.

From below came the voices of Domenic and Olga, but none of them dared to enter us

interrupt. Black opened his eyes and gently kissed my lips again.

- It's time, Little, I'll be waiting for you, hurry up.

He started toward the stairs and disappeared after a moment. When he left, I looked at him

enchanted. He was wearing a wonderful navy blue tuxedo, a white shirt, and a bow tie in identical

suit like a jacket. Delicate flowers the color of my dress were pinned to her lapel.

It looked like a model alive taken from the Armani show.

I heard the footsteps of Olga climbing the stairs, who after a while stood next to him,

adjusting my veil.

- This whore dress is some fucking devil. - Ridiculously skewing at

sideways, she tried to correct her. - Nothing can walk on it, and the stairs are quite

unenforceable. You're ready?

I nodded and took her hand tightly.

The Madonna Della Rocca church was located at almost the highest point of Taormina.

It was an impressive building from the 12th century, restored in 1640, which was picturesque

towering above the city. A few dozen meters below was a historic castle. Down below

the sapphire sea glimmered.

I got out of the car and saw a white carpet leading to the entrance, and next to it

intricate floral decorations; the whole was disturbed only by men in black suits

guarding the entrance.

The church was one of the city's attractions, which crowds of tourists visited perseverance enough to

climb the hundreds of stairs that lead to the top.

- I have to go inside, I will wait for you there. I love you, " Olo whispered strongly

she hugged me.

I stood confused at the beginning of my carpet path and couldn't catch my breath.

Domenico came to me and put my hand under his arm.

" I know I shouldn't be here, but it's a great honor for me, Laura. "

I was nervously changing my legs and nodding as if I had orphan disease.

- What are we waiting for? I said impatiently.

Suddenly there was music around us and an unusually beautiful female voice began

sing Ave Maria.

- For this. He raised his eyebrows and smiled slightly. - Come.

He pulled me slightly towards the entrance and we started walking, and my exorbitantly long

tren followed me. Dozens stood on the security guarded stairs

random onlookers who responded with applause. I was nervous

and calm at the same time, happy and panicked. The closer it was to the entrance, the harder it pounded

heart. Finally, we crossed the threshold, and the song rang louder, breaking through

into every part of my body. People standing in the church froze, but I just looked

one way. Beside the altar, facing me with a radiant smile, stood mine

dazzling future husband. Domenico led me to him and took a seat next to Olga.

When I approached, Massimo took my hand, kissed it gently and pressed it firmly,

when I took him by the arm. The priest began and I tried to focus on anything else

Page 35

than don. He was mine and we were to seal it forever in a few minutes.

The ceremony took place very quickly and was conducted in English for ease.

Actually, I don't remember everything because I was so nervous that I was the worst

I prayed for it to end.

After all, we went to the chapel to sign the documents and only walking looked around

in the interior. The guests barely fit on the benches, and the dominant blackness rather suggested a funeral

than a wedding. If anyone ever made me imagine a mafia wedding ceremony,

I would have exactly that picture in my head. Men with faces evidently cheating on them

character looked at us dispassionately, whispering something to each other, and their bored, pimped

the partners rolled their eyes impatiently, glancing at their cells every second.

All the formalities took us more time than I expected, so that when

we left, I was surprised to find out that nobody was there.

I stood in front of the entrance, looking into the sea and city, and tourists crowded on

the stairs were trying to take pictures of me. Protection effectively prevented them. I don't care

however, he didn't care.

I rotated a platinum ring in my fingers that matched the ring perfectly

engagement.

- Uncomfortable, Mrs. Torricelli? Massimo asked, embracing me around my waist.

I smiled and looked at him.

- I can not believe it.

Black leaned over and kissed me long, deeply and very passionately. This view

aroused enthusiasm in onlookers; after a while they began to whistle and clap, but they were completely occupied with it

We ignored. When we finished, he took my arm and led me along the rug to

parked car. I waved to the onlookers and we disappeared, allowing them to explore

church.

I slipped inside hard, taking my place. Because of very much

narrow streets we didn't have a limousine, only a white, two-seater Mercedes SLS AMG,

whose silhouette was more ostentatious than all the world's limousines put together.

Massimo sat behind the wheel and started the engine.

" It's the most difficult one now, " he said, moving off. - Laura, I want you this one

she was polite once and did not challenge any of my decisions or what I would do or say.

Can you do it for me one evening?

I looked at him in surprise, having no idea what he meant.

- Are you suggesting I can't behave? I asked annoyed.

" I suggest you can't behave in such company, and I didn't have time to. "

teach you Honey, it's about the interests and perception of the family, not about us. Many of the dones are

orthodox mafiosi, they live in a slightly different reality when it comes to the role of women. You can completely

unknowingly offend them or show me disrespect, and in this way raise my authority -

he said reassuringly, grabbing my knee. - Plus, most of them don't know it

English, but they are terribly perceptive, so watch what you do.

" We've been married for twenty minutes, and you're already training me! " I snapped

outraged.

Massimo sighed and slammed his hands on the steering wheel angrily.

- I'm talking about it! He shouted. - I word and you ten.

I sat insulted, staring at the window and wondering what he was saying. Already

I was fed up with the party that hadn't started yet.

- I agree to the role of the bracelet, but on one condition.

Page 36

- Bracelets? He grimaced in surprise.

- Yes, Massimo, bracelets. It's such, you know, an insignificant accessory that you wear without a purpose.

Basically, it has no function except that it looks good and adorns the wrist. I will be like that

trinket, if later for one day you give me power.

Black leaned on the chair headrest and stared dispassionately.

" If you weren't pregnant, I'd stop and hit your buttocks a few times. "

And then I would do what I once did with your little asshole. He turned and threw me

angry look. - But because of your current state, I must limit myself to negotiations

so I will give you an hour of power.

- Day. - I didn't give up.

- Don't push it, Little. An hour and night. I'm afraid of what you'll come up with in the day.

I thought for a moment, devising a devilish plan in my head.

" Good, Massimo, an hour at night, but you have no right to object. "

He knew that I would use these sixty minutes to the maximum, and it was clear that after

I don't want to give it to me, but it was too late.

" Well, bracelet, " he growled, " be polite today and listen to her husband. "

After a few minutes of driving, we stopped at a historic hotel, to which we enter

they blocked two SUVs and a dozen big men dressed in black suits.

- What's going on here? I asked, looking from side to side.

Massimo laughed and frowned.

- Our wedding.

Dazed, I felt my stomach rise to my throat: several dozen

of armed people, cars that look like small tanks and all this is me. I rested

my head against the seat and closed my eyes, trying to even my breathing.

" Relax, " Massimo said, grabbing my wrist to measure my heart rate,

and glancing at his watch. - Your heart is crazy, Baby, what's going on? Do you want medicine?

I shook my head and turned my face to him.

- Don, what is all this for?

Black, still with a serious face, stared at his watch, counting my heartbeats.

- Here are the heads of virtually all Sicilian families, plus my contractors

from the continent and America. I assure you that many people would like to come here and take pictures,

let alone the police. I thought you were used to protection?

I tried to calm down after what he said, but the number of people with guns frightened me

me and almost paralyzed me. I had a race of black thoughts in my head

with a possible assassination of my life or Massima.

" I'm used to it, but why so many of them? "

- Imagine that everyone comes with the protection that accompanies us every day.

And, of course, dozens of them are made. He patted my hand. - You are safe if you go

you fear it. Certainly not here and not when I am next to you.

He pressed my hand to his mouth, scrutinizing my eyes.

- Ready?

I wasn't ready or I didn't feel like getting out of the car, I was afraid and I wanted to

to cry. But I knew that it would not pass me and I can not escape it, so after a while

I nodded my head in agreement.

Black came out and opened the door, then helped me out of the car. We moved

towards the entrance, and I wanted to sink to the ground, or at least lower the veil to fall

hide behind him and become invisible.

Page 37

When we entered the room, there was loud applause and cheers. Massimo stopped

and with a straight face he greeted the guests with his hand. He stood there lightly

legs apart, one hand embracing me around the waist and the other with my pants in my pocket.

The service man handed him the microphone and after a while Massimo started a wonderful Italian

speech. It didn't bother me that I didn't understand a word, because Black, full

effortless nonchalance made my knees soften. After a few minutes he finished

and passing the microphone, he led me to the end of the room towards the table, where I was relieved

Olga.

As soon as I sat in my seat, Domenico came to me and leaned forward

whispered:

- Your non-alcoholic wine is on the right, the waiter knows you are the only drinker

so you can be calm.

" I will be calm, Domenico, when I go to bed and this crib will end. "

Olga moved closer to me and began undisguised amusement in Polish:

" Do you fucking see what I see, Lari? " It's a rally of mafios and prostitutes. No

I've even traced one normal guy. The guy on the right is probably two hundred years old, and the ass

which she's up to her knees is probably younger than us. - Olo grimaced funny. - Even if

it is gross to me. And this black two tables away...

I loved Olo, how she was and how easily she could calm me down and make me laugh.

Without paying attention to anyone, I laughed. And at that Massimo slowly turned his head

in my direction and gave me a fixed look of reprimand. I smiled

to him as cleverly as possible, and then turned back to Olga.

" But there is such an ass at the end, " she chattered, " which looks like a Victoria's angel. "

Secret. And you know, I like it.

With a strange anxiety I glanced at the table she was talking about. At the end of the room

in a wonderful black lace dress sat a woman who tried to take Massima away from me,

Anna.

- What is this bitch doing here? I snapped, clenching my fists. - Remember, Olo, I told you

about how Massimo disappeared when we were on Lido? Olga nodded. - Here it is

just the fuck they almost killed him by.

When I let it out, I felt a wave of rage grow in my body.

I got up from the chair and, lifting the intricate construction of the dress, started toward her. No

I wanted this bitch to be here and not interested in where she came from. If I had

now a gun, I'd just shoot her. All days of suffering, every tear and doubt

in Black's feelings were her merit.

I could feel the eyes of all the guests, but I didn't care because it was my day

and my wedding. As I approached the table, eager for revenge, I felt like someone

he grabs my hand firmly and continues, passing it. I turned my head and saw mine

my husband who led me to the dance floor.

" Waltz, " he whispered and nodded to the orchestra before applause.

I didn't want to dance now, because I was murdered, but Massimo grabbed me like that

I didn't have a chance to escape. When the first bars of music sounded, my feet after

they just started dancing.

- What are you doing? Black hissed, gracefully swimming with me in his arms.

Once again, I put a smile on my face and improved my position.

- What am I doing? I snapped. " You better tell me what this bitch is doing here? "

The atmosphere between us was so dense and so full of aggression that it could almost be

Page 38

cut with a knife. Instead of a waltz we should have been dancing pasodoble or tango.

- Laura, it's business. A truce between our families is necessary for you to be

safe and the family functioned smoothly. I am not happy to see her either

I remind you that you promised me something in the car. - He finished his sentence and bent me so that

I almost tapped my head on the ground. A storm of applause rose, and Massimo in the meantime, for nothing

heedlessly, he gently brushed my lips around my neck and, spinning around, pulled me toward

" I'm pregnant and pissed off, " I drawled. - Don't expect me to be here

able to hold on to emotions.

- If you need relaxation, I will gladly give it to you.

" I need a weapon to kill this carcass. "

Massim's face beamed with a smile. He finished the dance wonderfully long,

deep kiss.

" I knew you had a Sicilian temper, " he said proudly. - Our son

will be a great don.

- It's gonna be a girl! - I wandered for the first time.

After a few bows, we headed towards our place, completely ignoring Anna's eyes.

I sat down next to Olga and ate a glass of wine at once, as if he would help me despite the lack of it

alcohol.

" If you want, I can kill her one, " she said, playing with her fork. - Or at least

poke out an eye.

I laughed and stuck the knife in the meat that the waiter gave me.

- Cool, Olo, I can handle it myself, but not today. I promised something to Black.

I put a piece of food in my mouth and felt sick. I swallowed

trying to control his growing nausea.

- What's up, Lari? Olo worried, grabbing my hand.

" I will puke, " I informed matter-of-factly and got up.

Massimo jumped up when I left, but Olga seated him in a chair and followed me.

I hate being pregnant, I thought, wiping my mouth and draining water. I have enough

vomiting and nausea, besides, I thought it only happened in the morning. I grabbed the door handle

and I left the cabin.

Olga stood leaning against the wall and looked at me amused.

- Was there good meat? She mocked when I washed my hands.

- Wow, this is not funny. I looked up and looked at my reflection;

I was pale and slightly blurred. - Do you have any cosmetics?

- In my purse. Wait, I will bring it soon - she said and left.

A large white armchair stood in the corner of the beautiful marble bathroom. I sat on it, waiting for

Olo. After a moment the door opened and when I looked up I saw Anna.

" But you have stupidity, " I growled, looking at her. She stood in front of the mirror, completely me

ignoring. " You scare me first, then you try to kill my husband, and now you force. "

invitation to our wedding. Stop humiliating yourself.

I got up from my seat and headed toward her. She stood still, hammering

an impassive look at my reflection.

I was calm and composed as Massimo wished. I kept the leftovers

class, though deep down I felt like banging her head on the sink.

- Do you think you won? She asked.

I laughed and at the same moment Olga stood in the doorway.

Page 39

- I didn't win because there was nobody with whom or what. And you, I hope, have already eaten, so

goodbye.

Olo opened the door and gestured toward her.

" I'll see you again, " she said, closing her purse and walking toward the hall.

" Hopefully at your funeral sooner, slut! " I called, lifting myself up

beard.

She turned and gave me an icy look, then disappeared into the corridor.

When she left, I sank into a chair and buried my face in my hands. Olo came to me

and patting me on the back she said:

- Oh, I see you get their gangster habits. It's " the earliest on yours

funeral ”was good.

- You have to be afraid of her, Olo. I know she's gonna fuck something, you'll see -

I sighed. - You mention my words.

At the same moment, the bathroom door swung open and burst inside

Domenico with the bodyguard. We looked at them with undisguised surprise.

- And you, Sicilian, the door is broken? Ola asked, raising an eyebrow.

The faces of both men showed that they were overtaken, and apparently adept at what

their breathing was quick. They looked around nervously and found nothing

interesting, they nodded apologetically and left.

I embraced my hands and bowed my head.

- Or maybe, apart from the transmitters, I also have a camera somewhere mounted?

I shook my head, unable to believe the control umbrella he had stretched over me

Massimo. I was wondering if they came here to save me or her, and how the hell did they know that

the situation may require intervention. After a while, unable to find a logical explanation,

I stood next to my friend and started to improve my makeup. I wanted to look radiant again

and fresh.

I returned to the room and sat down next to my husband.

- Is everything okay, Mał a?

" I don't think the child tastes wine without alcohol, " I said without a relationship.

- If you're feeling better, I'd like to introduce you to several people. Come.

We jiggled between the tables, welcoming more sad men. We called it that

with Olga guys whose faces showed that they were from the mafia. They were betrayed by scars, scars,

and sometimes just a blank, cold look. In addition, it was not difficult to recognize them, because almost

⇐ Предыдущая 1 2 3 456 7 8 9 10 Следующая ⇒