My Biggest Obsession

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| Aace |

Ivory Carillo.

That fucking woman.

I was about to marry her. What a joke. Who on earth thought it was a good idea to marry us? I despised her, I fucking hated her. As much as she hated me. What did I believe? We were in the Mafia, it was obvious that our families made a deal in exchange for help.

I don't know much about her story. I only know a few things about it; I know that she was taken away when she was eleven, and held captive there until she was sixteen. They found her somewhere in Sweden.

From there she always has been a pain in my ass, as much as I was an asshole with her. She was arrogant, stubborn, and fucking impulsive.

But at least, I was lucky on one thing; I'd be a fucking liar if I say that Ivory Carillo was ugly. She was the exact opposite of that, and as much I hated to say it; Ivory was more than beautiful. She was a living goddess that has fallen into the ashes of our world.

She was the type of woman that when she's entering a room everyone would look at her, and in the eyes of the people she was bold and gorgeous; full of confidence and impulsivity. But I saw the real her. I was able to read into her eyes. Her damn eyes. I saw the vulnerability that she's trying so hard to hide from everyone; her sadness slowly fading into anger.

And nobody notices sadness, until it turns into anger.

But me,

I've noticed.

I could see right through her, and I didn't know what she was hiding because she was a fucking good actress who didn't let anybody into her mind. And I wanted so badly to decipher her thoughts but I couldn't, and this realization was making me upset because I wanted to discover what was going on in her mind.

You're a fucking mystery for everyone, what are you hiding Ivory? I thought to myself. 

I was standing in the kitchen looking at her sleeping on the couch. Her small body buried in the blanket, I studied her face; she had dark circles under her eyes, and her brows were furrowed in her sleep like she was mad at something. She looked like she was uncomfortable and didn't like what she was seeing. I heard her whispering a few things in her sleep that were not understandable. Then, suddenly she opened her eyes, and stood up immediately and rapidly in a way I've never seen before.

She looked almost... Panicked?

"What the fuck was that?" I interrogated her.

She looked at me in disbelief, realizing that I was watching her.

"Mind your own business asshole." She kept her gaze on the floor and began to walk away.

"Where are you going?"

"I'm going to take a shower asshole. Want to go with me maybe?" She snapped sarcastically.

I analyzed her, she looked uncomfortable and her breathing was quick.

"Ivory." I called.

"What." She gritted through her teeth.

"Look at me." I ordered.

She kept her gaze on the floor like she was thinking.

"I asked you to look at me." I didn't like repeating myself and she was beginning to play with my nerves. She still wasn't responding so I approached her and grabbed her chin hardly, forcing her to look at me. We stared into each other's eyes for a few seconds, maybe a minute in complete silence. But she didn't need to talk; just staring into her eyes was enough to tell me a million things. I didn't like what I was seeing in her eyes. She looked afraid, and I hated a lot of things in this world, trust me. But seeing the fear in Ivory's eyes was probably on top of the list now.

"What the fuck happened ?"

"Nothing." She answered coldly.

"Don't fucking lie to me Ivory." I suggested it to her.

She took my wrist, removing my hand on her chin.

"First don't you dare touch me. And secondly, fuck you." She told me as she left the room. Why does she have to be so complicated?

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"IVORY OPEN THE DAMN DOOR! WE'RE GOING TO BE LATE!" I shouted at her.

We have the fucking Mafia ball tonight, and my dear  fiancée is once again, late.

"Like I give a fuck." She replied.

I was going to make her eat her damn attitude if she continued to play with my nerves.

"IF YOU'RE NOT THERE IN TEN SECONDS I SWEAR I'M GOING TO-"

She finally opened the door. I looked at her from head to toes. She was in a dark red dress with black gloves, she decorated her lips with a burgundy color and her hair fell into a wavy cascade on her shoulders.

"I'm sorry, what were you saying? You're liking what you see, maybe?" She raised her brows.

"Let's go now and please, stop saying nonsense."

She got into the passenger side. Of course. I wasn't letting Ivory fucking Carillo drive my  car. I wasn't suicidal.

She was lost in her thoughts looking by the window. What was she seeing?

"What the fuck are you looking at? It's completely dark outside." I remarked.

"Something still more beautiful than your face." She affirmed.

"Can you stop acting like a spoiled child?" I gritted through my teeth.

"Can you stop acting like an asshole?" She asked back.

I was going to kill her for real.

I rolled my eyes.

"We're there." I announced.

She immediately opened her door to get out of the car, and I saw her beginning to walk away.

"Where are you going exactly?" I chuckled in front of her naiveness.

"Umm... I don't know... Ah yes, Inside. In case you didn't know, we're invited." She let out a scoff.

I approached her, holding her forearm firmly in my hand.

"And in case you didn't know the couples are supposed to arrive together. I don't give a fuck you don't want it, but in the eyes of the people here, you're my fiancée. And you're proud to be. So you're going to use your talent as an actress and put a smile on. And act like someone who's fucking happy about being engaged. Understood?"

She rolled her eyes at me again.

Fucking great.

We were going to have a wonderful night.

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