(42) The Forsaken Wife

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- Elizabeth Roselli's POV-

     I was seventeen-years-old when I got married to the thirty-six year old godfather named Claudio Valentino. I didn't want to marry in such a young age, especially to a man whom people are terrified of. But my parents told me that it was for the sake of my family name. They said marrying the most powerful godfather is an honor that I should be proud of, so I couldn't refuse.

     I was terrified of Claudio. Not because he was a Valentino, but because he always had that serious look whenever he stares at me, like he was planning to kill me.

     When we got married, I stayed at the Valentino household for one day for our supposed "honeymoon." I sat on the bed like a little girl that I am as Claudio stripped in front of me. I remembered trembling as he slowly approached me, kissing my neck and my shoulders.

     But when he noticed that the trembling wouldn't stop, Claudio looked at me and gently touched my cheek.

     "We'll stop if you don't want to continue," he tells me with a tender look that I never seen him give to anyone.

     "I don't want to hurt you," he tells me again.

     He looked so different that I couldn't say no.

     I let him touch me that night.

     The pure me was touched by the most powerful man in the country.

      And at that night I was proud to say that I was the wife of such a powerful man.

      But being his wife had its downsides. I wasn't allowed to stay at his house; I was only called there whenever Claudio and I would have sex.

      Women mocked me, told me that I was nothing more than a prostitute in Claudio's eyes.

     Even though Claudio would comfort me and tell me otherwise, I was still so ashamed of myself that I wouldn't even go out of the house. I thought I was dirty, I thought I was just a toy Claudio would use whenever he was in the mood.

     I was weak; I let people criticize me even though I was the wife of such a powerful man.

     But when I had Romeo, my weak self had to change...for his sake.

     "It's a boy!" I heard the doctor shout as everyone rushed inside the room.

     Claudio and Antonio goes inside and looks at the baby. Then the doctor gives me the boy as I carried him in my arms.

     "He's beautiful," I weakly say as I started crying.

     Claudio rushes to my side and kisses my forehead, "Oh honey, that's our boy...that's our boy right there."

     I cried some more as I leaned to kiss Claudio's lips.

     "Look at him. I'm sure he'll become a great godfather," Antonio tells us, making Claudio smile from ear to ear.

     Romeo didn't even cry when he came to this world, which was why I knew he was going to be a man of power like his father.

     Though I had regrets, because Romeo grew up in the Valentino Household, so I wasn't really there for him most of the time.

     But he was always the sweetest. Even though I wasn't by his side, he knew I loved him.

     "Madam Elizabeth! He's here!" one of my maids shouted from outside my room.

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