My Dangerous Husband

"Who?!"

 Heaven Michaels P.O.V 

  How dare he? Who does he think he is? What gives him the right to say when I can or can't go on a date? He's taking being overprotective to a whole new level. I was fuming for the rest of the day and just ignored him. Work had finally finished and I had arrived back home, taking off the pantsuit Gio insisted I wear and throwing it on the floor. I walked into the bathroom, turning on the shower and hoping it would calm me down. I didn't want to be in a mood for my date, that wasn't fair to Derrick. I washed my hair and body, got out, and dried off wrapping the towel around me. I had calmed down a lot, but I still couldn't stop thinking about Gio's reaction, he was being completely unreasonable. Doesn't he understand that I need to move on with my life? I love Giovanni, but I am twenty-three now and I can't keep waiting for him to wake up and smell the roses. To him I am just a friend,  he doesn't feel that way about me and I just have to accept it. He will never love me the way that I love him and it's high time that I found a decent man and settled down.

  I headed to my massive walk-in closet, happy that I have got a whole luxury penthouse apartment all to myself. Giovanni's parents gave it to me as a gift for my birthday last year, even though I told them that I would be fine with a one-bedroom apartment, but they insisted. There is nothing I can do to repay them for everything they have done for me. I took out a matching set of bra and panties and put them on, they were lacey and pale pink color. Next, I looked through all of my clothes, but I was finding it hard to decide on what to wear. I took out a few different outfits and walked over to the full-length mirror, holding them up and seeing how they looked. I finally decided on a lavender-colored dress that was knee-length, backless, and had a single strap on the shoulder. I quickly blow-dried my hair and put my black high heels on, then moved onto my make-up, I lightly applied it and put wine red lipstick on to complete my look. I looked at my appearance in the mirror and smiled admiring my look. I decided to straighten my hair because it suited me better than being wavy. I was just picking up my flat iron when there was a knock on my door.

  "Hmm. Maybe, Derrick got here early." I said and looked at myself in the mirror for one last time. 

  "Looks like I will have to go with wavy hair tonight," I murmured to myself, picking up my phone, clutch bag and headed out of my room, down the stairs to open the door. I had just got to the bottom of the stairs when there was yet another knock on my door.

  "Coming," I yelled, there was another knock on my apartment door and I went to open the door, thinking that my date must have come early to pick me up, but when I opened the door, there was no one there. I turned to walk back into my place when someone grabbed me from behind and put a handkerchief over my face.

  "Rest now, Mio Paradiso. You are mine." A familiar voice said and those were the last words I heard before everything went black.

Precap: I woke up in unfamiliar surroundings and rubbed my head as it was aching so much. It was pitch black in here and the only light that I could see was coming from under a door. The door opened, making the once dark room light up and a man entered, making my eyes go wide.

"Y...Yo...You?" I said, stuttering in shock.