《An Italian's Virgin Escort (IRS Book 1)》Chapter 44
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"I don't know how all of you went through all these years of struggle and self-humiliation but I do know that you all are very strong. You ladies have the strength to fight against all odds and live a life you desired. I know what it feels like to be at the mercy of a man who doesn't know how to respect a woman and I am proud of you all that you never let negative in the world to consume you. And most importantly, I'm proud that I'm able to help you all in living your life freely." I said with a small smile to the group of women sitting before me on chairs.
"And we are happy that you are our teacher, Sienna." A lady from the fourth row said loudly with a smile to while other forty ladies nodded with happy glint in their eyes.
Their eyes held lots of stories, many emotions and depths of life they experienced till now. Every lady sitting here in front of me is an example of inner strength and inspiration for people who are weak to fight their own demon.
"I'm not your teacher, Vinny. I'm helping you all with a little accounting and management. That's it. If anything, I am learning many things from you all." I smiled at the ladies once again and turned towards the table to pick up my bag.
"We will learn about how to start a small business with less investment, tomorrow. Take care ladies. Have a nice day and don't miss tomorrow's class." I said smiling at each of them and walked out of my class.
It has been two long years and the wound in my heart is as fresh as new. Nothing could heal it nor reduce the pain that I've been bearing from past two years.
Pain has become my shadow, where ever I go, it follows me punctually.
I chuckled bitterly at myself and walked to house I am living in. Seeing me walking inside the huge gate, he quietly waited quietly outside near a huge tree till go inside.
These two years changed a lot in me. After I walked out of Bianchi mansion uninformed, I didn't know where to go but I just kept walking and walking with no destination. I didn't know how long I walked and what happened later but the next thing I found was opening my eyes in a small room surrounded by cross and Jesus idols. The pastor said that I was found unconscious on road and he found me and took me under his care. When he asked me if I need anything, I told him that I want my death. I told him that I want to end my useless life and asked him help for that. If any potion or water that will ease my pain I would drink it stomach full and close my eyes for eternity.
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He looked towards me in pity and replied, "Don't give up my child. Forgive others for what they had done to you. It will make your heart light and fill it with hope for tomorrow"
Hope....what is the use of it?
I was hopeful all my life. I lost my parents...I was hopeful for a better tomorrow with my brother. I lost my beloved brother and still was hopeful to fight all odd in my life. I was a prostitute but still was hopeful for a bright future.
But now when I know the love of my life is reason for all the pain I am experiencing, do I still need hope?
Do I need a light heart?
Do I need to forgive and forget and get ready to be hurt again?
No, I can't go further in my life with forgiving and forgetting only to be hurt again and again.
I'm defeated. Fed up of all this and I just want to die in peace.
A week later, Niccolo and Phoebe found me. I didn't want to talk to anyone. I just wanted to be left alone but Niccolo and Phoebe were adamant not wanting to leave me alone.
I didn't speak to either of them nor did I utter a word to the pastor that helped me. Somehow the pastor left me to be alone and just provided with me food and necessary shelter after the initial day of our encounter. After spending a couple of days with me in the church itself, Niccolo once came to me and held my hand in his saying,
'I can understand what you are going through, Sienna and I very well know that you have been a victim of this harsh society from years but dear you can't just stay where you are in life. You need to step forward. You had a brother and you love your brother so much right, then let me tell you that you are like a sister to me. I was an only child surrounded by vultures of cousin who are trying to pull me down and never had I experienced sister love. I use to have parents who died too early when my younger brother was a year old. We both were brought up by my grandmother. I always wanted to have a sister with whom I can play and be protective of. You had a brother so you know what a sibling love is. I want to experience that with you. Won't you be my sister? I promise you to take care of you like a brother and a father.'
I didn't want to have any relation with anyone. Now I don't believe in anyone. Everyone is out to hurt me and use me. People hated me. Nature hated me. Fates hated me. God and angels hated me. And even death hated me to embrace me with its dark wings. But something in Niccolo's voice shook me. He sounded soft and genuine or maybe it was my emotional state that is overpowering my thinking power.
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I looked up to look at the pained look on Niccolo's face and gathered the little energy I had and nodded a little. Niccolo only smiled at me and immediately carried me to their car followed by Phoebe.
I was already a shell of a person, even if Niccolo wanted to hurt me, he can never get the satisfaction of seeing me pain. With that thought I laid my head on Phoebe's lap and slept right away having no energy to even move my limbs.
A couple of days later I woke up in a large room and I had no interest in knowing where I was nor I had any interest in interior of the room. After waking up I just there on the bed and few minutes later an old lady who's wearing high end clothes approached me with a tray full of food and energy drink.
I should've felt anxious and nervous for meeting a stranger but I was just calm. It was as if I gave up on everything and nothing mattered to me at all. If she was an evil woman who wanted to hurt me then so be it. I didn't care at all. I just want to be numb all the time.
But to my surprise, that old woman feed me with her own hands and made sure I ate all the food from the tray. She was so kind yet when I was against having food she was stern. I expected her to throw me in a cellar with the other women like the escort house did.
I expected her to slap me and sell me to a man as a sex slave
Yet again to my surprise, she said she is Niccolo's grandmother and he brought me here for recuperation. Quite immediately Niccolo came inside the room and sat on bed next to me. Phoebe just stood near the bed with a worried look.
'Sienna, she's my grandma, Clara Russo. I know you are sensitive to strangers so I'm sorry for bringing you here but I think you need her. The situation you are in, I thought you don't need a friend but an elder to lean on so I had to bring you here.'
Saying so Niccolo settled me in grandma's countryside mansion and it was the best decision he made for me and my welfare. Though I was skeptical to trust anyone, grandma was very patient with me and brought me back to living again slowly. Her experience, her warmth and kindness were the pillars for me to stand up again. She really took care of like her own baby.
It took months for me to talk, feel alive and to smile a bit. Grandma took care of my needs and provided me love I needed when I felt alone. Nick always visited on me weekends. Sometimes I felt my brother was never dead and he came back to my life in the name of Niccolo. I know no one can take my brother's place but Niccolo made sure to secure his own in my heart.
It was only later that I came to know that Niccolo and Phoebe decided to start fresh and give each other some time. Though Phoebe works in the same Mansion, Niccolo decided to not meet her until she achieves her goal.
After a few months of my stay here I was surprised when grandma told me I had a visitor. To my utter surprise it was Val. She cried hugging me and started apologizing for what she had done. She was sorry for hiding the truth. She told that all she wanted was me to be happy and so she did what she did. She said she thought that I should find what I lost in the place where I lost so she couldn't disclose the secret.
I knew she was innocent. She was too pure and good to play games like her brother. Val was never wrong to me in the first place so I forgave her for whatever she did.
Smiling a little at the events of these two years I walked out of the room and suddenly bumped into something hard and squeaked with an 'ouch', rubbing my forehead and nose.
I need to see and walk, seriously!
I tilted my head up to see what it is, in this case who it is and found the person I never want to see, in front of me.
Why is he here again?!
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