Pain shot through my body, I felt faint, I couldn't believe how Nick, in less than a few seconds, had destroyed the happy moments we had been spending. I got up and ran without looking back, I sat on the sidewalk, hugging my legs as tears rolled down my cheek.I thought Nick found pleasure in insulting me, he always humiliated me, he had no qualms in front of whom he did it. How could I be in love with such a monster? Did he not value me, was I a masochist? How could I allow him so many offenses? How could I put up with so much?But my hands were tied because if I left his side he would lash out against the company and that would affect my parents, I could not allow it, I did not mind sacrificing myself and keep putting up with his insults as long as I could avoid suffering for my parents. I had to wait, for now I could not walk away.I got up, took off my shoes and walked several blocks, until I found a cab, which took me to Nick's house, I had to continue enduring my hell, I arrived

I remained static when I realized that I had spoken more than I should have, I looked at him, and he was staring at me waiting for my answer, I had to look for a quick way out in my mind and when I found it, I immediately said:“W-well, I began nervously because I-I must have energy f-for these walks you make me take. He smiled and kissed me, then we got up and walked to the city hall, then to the church of San Domenico".When we arrived at the hotel, I felt very sick, and so I spent two days with vomiting and dizziness, so we could not leave, and he stayed taking care of me with such tenderness and care, which made my tears come to my eyes. He wanted to call the doctor, but I prevented him from doing so, I attributed my discomfort to the fact that the ice cream we had eaten had made me sick.I did not dare to tell him the truth, and I was afraid that he would find out the reasons because I felt that it was not yet the time to confess the truth, and I was afraid of his reaction, as Ni

I stood for a moment berating myself for what had just happened, I was an asshole! I shouldn't have said those things to him, but it was necessary for me to say them out loud, so I could believe them. Because I had to admit that these had been the best weeks of my life. Sophia had gotten deep into my soul, she impregnated me with her and to tell the truth I was terrified because for the first time I didn't know how to correct my mistakes and I felt impotent because I couldn't do anything about it. But I was sure of one thing, I did not want to lose her.I called her, but she ignored me, I followed her to talk to her, but at that moment my phone rang, diverting me from my purpose. I answered it without looking at the screen and heard a voice I thought I would never hear again in my life.“Hello, my beautiful prince” said that voice that made me itch so much, my skin bristled with displeasure, and although I tried to control my reaction, it was inevitable to express my discomfort.“What

My heart was racing, I felt like it was going to come out of my mouth and although it seemed like a dream come true I couldn't help but remain completely silent for a while, I thought that maybe I had heard wrong. However, I turned my face to him, and he kept waiting for my answer, but instead of an affirmative or negative answer coming out of my mouth, I couldn't help but question his request."Nick: Are you bipolar?" I asked, worried that his proposition was due to some temporary situation."No, my love. I've never been so sure of anything in my life. You are the woman I've always been looking for, the one I've always hoped for, the one I want to share, my heart beats faster when you're near. I'm crazy about you, I think you occupy more than ninety percent of my thoughts, I can't stop thinking about you and imagining you, I can't conceive my future if it's not with you. My emotions constantly rise and fall. But More, answer me, do you want to marry me? What does your silence mean?"

One month laterI was nervous; the big day had arrived, when Nick and I would be united in marriage, the last few weeks had been very stressful, first to reach an agreement on the type of celebration we wanted. He convinced me to do it in Tuscany and I convinced him not to invite numerous people, so we limited the invitation to only eighty people, mostly family, some friends of mine and Nick's and some of his most important partners because if it were up to him, he would have invited half of Europe to the celebration.On the other hand, no matter how much I refused, I couldn't stop myself from hiring an army of stylists, makeup artists, designers, who prepared me as if I were a royal bride.I looked at myself in the mirror, I was wearing a beautiful beige dress that fit my body, mermaid cut, V”shaped neckline in the front and an A”line in the back, exposing my back, long sleeves with lace, Valentino shoes, in beige, with exquisite details of jewels and handmade embroidery.My hairstyl

I was nervous, I thought he would back out, and I closed my eyes just waiting for his refusal, when I felt his knuckles on my cheek caressing me.“ You are mine, Sophi! Only mine, never forget it, what's mine I don't share, I will never leave you! “He exclaimed in a passionate and possessive tone.We then joined hands and Nick pronounced his vows: “I, Nickólas Philipo Sebastini Papandreu, take you Sophìa Alexandra Madrid Peralta as my only and lawful wedded wife, I give myself to you in body, soul and heart and promise to be faithful to you in sickness and in health, in fortune and in hardship, in moments of joy and in anguish, I promise to love, protect and care for you for the rest of my life and until my last moment of life on this earth and even beyond my death," he said, looking at me with an intensity that made multiple butterflies flutter in my stomach as he placed the ring on my finger.I, Sophia Alexandra Madrid Peralta, accept and receive you, Nickolas Philipo Sebastini Papa

We left our honeymoon trip, took Nick's jet to Athens, which took about two hours from where we were. From there we took a helicopter to a Greek island.When we left for the island, he mentioned to me: “. Where we are going to spend our honeymoon, is an island of my property, inherited from my maternal grandfather, called Papandreu. It was the only thing that was saved from my mother's squandering because my grandfather put it in my name before he died.“Your grandfather must have had a lot of money to have an island named after him," I commented naively, but apparently my words were not to his liking, he did not answer me, he just grimaced.As we approached our destination, the small island was a paradise, with beautiful blue waters of the majestic Mediterranean Sea, fine sand, a variety of landscapes, abundant vegetation and imposing mountains. I had never seen such beauty, a small colorful village hidden among the mountains could be seen from the air. We flew over the island before

We were sitting by the pool having some refreshing drinks, when Nick received a call from his company's head office in Rome, informing him of a problem that had arisen at one of his construction company's branches in London, where his presence was urgently required, apparently there had been a construction accident that had left several workers injured.Although we still had several days left to finish our honeymoon, we had to suspend it and prepare our return. Nick, since you are going to London, I would like to go to Barcelona to visit my family, so as not to stay alone in Florence, it is a city I don't know at all, besides I will be surrounded by strangers" I proposed, but by his gesture I knew that the idea was not to his liking.“Sophia, you have learned to move sufficiently in Florence, besides, how are you going to know the people if you don't share with them, I consider that it is not a good idea for you to go to Spain, your place is in Italy, in our home and there you must wa

Without wasting any time, I left the office and went upstairs to the room I was occupying with that bastard Nick. I looked only for my wallet, I could not take any suitcase with me, but I wanted Nick's security men or other employees to notice my escape and warn him. Because if that happened, they would inform him immediately, and he would order them to stop me from leaving.I had to act cunningly, I had to pretend that I was going for a walk around the city and avoid by all means that they wanted to accompany me.I was just finishing putting some things in my purse when my cell phone rang, when I checked the call it was my brother.“ Hello Mauro Andres, little brother, what a joy to hear your voice! “I exclaimed anxiously, but at the same time with relief because I could tell someone what was happening to me.“ Hello my child, why that voice? What's going on, princess? “she asked without being able to simulate the concern in her voice.“I need to get out of this house Mauro, please,

I had spent that couple of days with vomiting, dizziness, added to the deep sadness that nestled in my heart. Mauro, worried about my condition, convinced me to go to the doctor and although at first, I refused, after listening to him, I ended up accepting because in my fourteen weeks of pregnancy I had only gone for a check” up once, after I heard the news.My brother called the health center himself and made an appointment with a gynecologist and, not satisfied with that, he accompanied me to my first ultrasound.The doctor told me that everything was perfect, I had entered the fifteenth week, she sent me vitamins and gave me a couple of pictures of my baby's echo, both Mauro and I were excited.As we left the clinic, he grabbed my face and kissed me, saying: "Princess of my heart, you make me the happiest man in the world, I'm going to have a nephew, I'm going to be an uncle! A son of my little sister, the youngest of the Madrid, I can't believe it! “He expressed his amazement.“I