Sinister Vows

<p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>I was sold to the Don of the Italian mafia when I was twelve years old. Now at twenty I've been summoned to Nicolas Capasso's home a man I've never even met for my wedding day. No wiser of what it means to be a wife to a man like him.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Let alone what goes on between a husband and wife in the dark.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Nonetheless I was assured it was all part of the </span><em style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>plan</em><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Step one marry the Don. Got it.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Step two provide him with as many children as he requires. Gross.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Step three live silently and dutifully as the wife to the most powerful man in history. Oh come on.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>The only thing standing in the way of completing such a simple plan you ask.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>The blessing ceremony on the eve of my wedding.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>The most outdated form of torture imaginable on a pure bride like me and something my family had been doing for centuries.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Yet when I found myself dressed in white laid atop a ceremonial bedspread and offered up to the deviant priest as a sacrifice the man who walked into the room wasn't at all what I expected.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Don't even get me started on what he did to my body during the ceremony or what carnal things he made me feel while he did it.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>My future marriage was supposed to be blessed by the ceremony paving the way to a peaceful union between our families.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>But if that was the case why was it the man from the night before that consumed my every thought as I walked down the aisle the next day?</span></p>