Chapter 3

　　The wedding guests were gone, and Liana was left alone with the devil she dreaded.

　　Matteo instructed the stewards to take Liana's belongings into the master bedroom, but as soon as the two young ladies grabbed her two bags, she stopped them from moving.

　　The stewards were almost the same ages as Liana, but they dared not disrespect Matteo's new bride or they were going to pay with their heads.

　　"Are we going to be staying in the same room?" Liana turned to her husband, and he found her question very funny.

　　Even the stewards were amused, but they fought so hard not to even smile. They could only stare at their mistress in bemusement.

　　"Are we going to be sleeping in the same bedroom?" Liana asked again, and Matteo realized that she was being serious.

　　"Of course, we are." He responded. "We are married now, couples share the same bedroom."

　　"No!" Liana fired, her outburst offended Matteo but he chose not to show it.

　　"Take the bags into the room." He said calmly to the stewards, but they turned to Liana, wondering if she was going to stop them again.

　　"Now!" Matteo barked, and they were forced to obey his command at once.

　　Liana didn't even try to stop them again, she just looked as they ran to the staircase, carrying her bags with both hands.

　　Matteo's angry expression disappeared, and he replaced it with a smile.

　　"You must be tired, my dear. I think it's time for us to go to bed."

　　"There is no way I am going to be sleeping on the same bed with someone like you!" Liana had already made up her mind to remain stubborn, but Matteo was not in the mood.

　　He sighed. "Look, I am exhausted, I have a very important meeting tomorrow. Come..."

　　"Let go of me!" Liana withdrew from his reach, her eyes containing looks of disdain.

　　"This is going to be a bumpy ride," Matteo grunted, he could feel the weakness that had invaded his bones.

　　"You are my wife, Liana..."

　　"Only on paper. I didn't choose to be married to a devil like you. As long as I am concerned, you forced me to marry you."

　　Matteo scoffed. "The devil, you say."

　　Then he chuckled softly. "I didn't realize that the devil was this cute. How lucky..."

　　Liana grunted at how Matteo caressed his hair with a smug on his face.

　　"He is so full of himself." She thought, but it didn't look like he cared.

　　"We don't have to ruin the night with an argument, Liana. Let's go upstairs and have some rest." Matteo tried to grab Liana again, but she quickly shifted from his reach.

　　This offended him, and without delay, he quickly grabbed her hands and pulled her close to him.

　　"Unhand me!" Liana fought futilely, but Matteo's grip was stronger.

　　"I didn't pay all that money to help your old priest for you to give me this kind of trouble. I am not keen on patience…" Matteo's eyes showed intense rage as he looked into Liana's eyes, causing her to swallow hard.

　　Her heart beat so fast that she thought that it was about to escape from her chest.

　　"You will go with me into the bedroom and you will not question me again, understood?"

　　Liana nodded, she dared not prove stubborn at that moment.

　　Then Matteo heard the sound of footsteps from the staircase. The stewards were coming back, and he had t let her go.

　　"Smile." He whispered, but it was intense enough to force a beam on Liana's face.

　　"We are done, Mr. Romano." One of the stewards said, and Matteo sent them off with a wave of his hand.

　　"Shall we?" He turned to Liana, and she took his hand at once while he led her through the stairs into the master bedroom.

　　Inside the bedroom, Liana stood by a corner with her arms folded while she looked around.

　　She had heard stories about lovely houses and bedrooms, she had even seen a few pictures. But she never thought that there could be any bedroom as exquisite and luxurious as the one she was in.

　　The other parts of the mansion had not justified the beauty of the edifice just as the bedroom.

　　"I am sure you have never been to any room as lovely as this one," Matteo said, and as expected Liana frowned at his words but he didn't seem remorseful.

　　He left her to go take his shower, and when he was done, she did the same.

　　Matteo didn't seem pleased when he saw that she was putting on a long pant and a thick shirt when she came out of the bathroom.

　　He was already waiting for her on the king-sized bread, the white bedspread almost glittering under the effects of the large chandelier hanging above.

　　"Don't you have a lingerie or any sexy nightgown?" He grumbled, but it quickly occurred to him.

　　"I almost forgot that you are a little saint. You wouldn't know anything about lingerie." He sniggered at her, but Liana was only imagining what that night could be like.

　　"Come…" Matteo placed his hand on the other side of the bd. "Come lie next to your husband." He said calmly, but Liana obeyed.

　　She was quick to learn from the last time she tried to prove stubborn.

　　Slowly, she crawled to the bed, but it appeared like Matteo was a beast, waiting to ensure her.

　　She chose to sit on the bed, but it didn't stop her heart from beating faster.

　　Her hair stood while she tried not to look at Matteo who had already taken off his shirt and was about to light a cigar when he remembered what happened the last time.

　　"I will just keep this back." He returned the cigar to the table and got on the bed quickly.

　　"Let's get right to it." He grabbed Liana and was about to kiss her when she pushed him away.

　　She was afraid he was going to hit her, but Matteo could never no matter what.

　　"What was that for?" He asked, unable to hide his frustration.

　　"I can't…" Liana said with a whisper.

　　"You can't or you won't?"

　　"I just can't. I haven't done it before." Liana's voice was shaky, laced with so much pain and apprehension.

　　"There is always a first time, I am sure you will get used to it." Matteo attempted to grab Liana again, but she quickly ran off the bed.

　　"I am not going to do this with you! Not now, not ever!"

　　Matteo scoffed. He was angry but he loved her charisma.

　　"Very well…" He got up from the bed, and Liana stepped backward, thinking that he was going to make another attempt.

　　But he simply walked up to her with a smirk, jaw clenched while she stared cautiously at him.

　　"If I can't have your body, I will take your mind…" Matteo paused, his hand reached for Liana's face, causing her to fidget. "…then I will come for your heart."