Giuliano

Chapter 3~ Amelia

      I heard shouting from outside my room, I walked out and saw people carrying stuff, what's going on? I went downstairs and went next to my mother, "What's going on?" I asked "An engagement party, since tomorrow is the big day," she said with a smile, she loves planning parties and events.

      "An engagement party? So, I'm going to see him today?" I asked "Not exactly," she said, "What do you mean?" I asked raising a brow "He is a very busy man, Amelia," my blood started to boil "So he doesn't have any time to see who he's going to marry? What a jerk, unbelievable," my mother sighed from next to me.

      "He is yes, but you get to see the family you will be marrying into, don't worry his mother is a lovely woman she's in my book club," she said with a warm smile "Ugh, fine, when's the party?" I asked and her smile seemed to get bigger "At 6 tonight,"

      Yay, note my sarcasm.

      I went back upstairs and plopped on my bed, mother and I had gone to the spa yesterday and I feel so relaxed, their hands make wonders, I even got my nails done and cut my hair, not a lot cause father wouldn't want that. He's very strict about that.

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      "Aw, mum, that hurts," I winced as my mother tried to style my hair, "Hold still," she gritted as she combed through my hair. It's time for the party and my make-up is done and the dress is hanging by the door and all that's left is my hair, and it's a nightmare, my hair is wavey with a few loose curls.

      When I was younger my hair used to be curly but as I grew up it wasn't as curly it just turned into loose curls, but it's still hard to brush through, "Alright done," my mother sighed, finally, I thought my hair was about to be ripped out of my skull.

      My hair is styled in a braid at the back of my head that my mother twisted so now it's a bun with a few curls loose on the side of my face, with a few Perl clips in the bun. I slipped on the neutral-coloured dress with flowers on the top part then it falls to the floor, I twirled in the dress loving it.

      I have to say I look good.

      "Beautiful," my mother said with a smile on her pink lips, "Come on, let's go meet your, new family," she said kissing my cheek leading me to the ballroom. The double doors opened and the sound of the song playing immediately hit my ears, my mother and I walked inside the room and all heads turned to us.

      There are people from different mafia's that I don't know who they are, my mother went to my father and I was left there with everyone staring at me, I hate this, I spotted my brother taking to some random blondie, I walked up to him and the girl glared at me before waving her off.

      "You cleaned up good, Lil sis," he said sipping his drink "Thank you," I said and as he handed me a champagne glass that he took from the guy with the tray, I took a sip from it, it wasn't as bad but it wasn't as good either.

      "Amelia?" I heard a feminine voice say from behind me, I turned around and saw a beautiful woman with very light brown hair and light green eyes with a big smile on her lips "Yes," I smiled back politely "Hi, I'm Melissa, I'm your mother-in-law," she said.

      Damn, that's my mother-in-law?

      "Oh, hi nice to meet you," I said with a small smile "I'm sorry my son couldn't come," she apologized even though he is the one who should be apologizing "It's not a problem," I dismissed "Your dress is very beautiful," she said looking me up and down "Thank you,"

      "I want to be there first one to welcome you to the family," she said hugging me, "Thank you," I gave her a tight smile, "Mum, dad wants you," a very tall man said and she nodded smiling at me one last time before leaving, this man in front of me is very tall with brown hair and brown eyes. He looks so intimidating, he's just looking at me, but I remembered what my mother said.

      Fear will only bring you death, they can smell the fear.

      I held my head high and looked directly into his gorgeous green eyes, he smirked, "Hi, I'm Jeremiah," he held out his hand for me to shake, "Hi, I'm Amelia," I introduced shaking his hand "I know, Amelia Delilah Perez, soon to be Giuliano, my sister," he said, he's, his brother?

      "I'm my idiot's brother's brother, nice to meet you," he winked, "Nice to meet you too," smiled at him, "I'm going to ask you some questions, to see if we're going to get along," he said and I nodded, we sat by the bar and he ordered a drink.

      I didn't know I would be questioned.

      "How old are you?" he asked his first question.

      "18"

      "Favourite colour"

      "Green"

      "Hobbies?"

      "Art and reading,"

      "Favourite food?"

      "Gummy bears,"

      "That is not food," he said "It is if you want it to be," I shrugged.

      "Marvel or DC,"

      "Marvel," I replied quicker than quicksilver, it's a marvel joke, he seemed pleased by my answer, "Good, my cousin's wife said that it's a trick question and said neither," what the heck "Is she serious, that's even worse than choosing DC,"

      "I know, finally someone understands," he said throwing his hand up, I chuckled, "Hey, Jeremy," a random dude said patting him on the back, "Is this the bride?" he said and Jeremiah nodded, "Damn," he looks drunk, "Hey, be careful Niko will behead you."

      The guy chuckled awkwardly and left, "Don't mind him," he said and I nodded, "Amelia," I heard my sister say as she tugged on my dress, I looked down and picked her up, "I'm tired and papa said you could take me to bed," she said resting her head on my shoulder.

      "Of course, excuse me," I smiled at Jeremiah and he nodded with a smile, I went upstairs and into her pink room "Are you really tired or did father tell you to say that? I asked as I placed her on her bed, "Papa," she said and I sighed "Why?" I asked "I don't know something about you shouldn't be talking to men that you're going to be married," she shrugged.

      I sighed.

      "Ok, get changed and go to bed," I said to my 6-year-old sister that does whatever father tells her to, it's like he's manipulating her from a young age, I remember when I was like her, doing everything father says without hesitation.

      I went to my room and changed into my nightdress, I washed my face and cleansed it taking off the makeup and removing my hair from the tight hairstyle, I went to bed and picked up my favourite book before starting to read.

      Tomorrow, the day I will become someone else, a wife, a submissive, according to my mother, pray for me.

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