The One He Wants

02 - Mr Meeting

"Does dad know?.." I question them;

"Yes αγάπη μου he knows, he wanted it to happen. That's another reason you're here," she replies
(translation- my love)

I could tell she felt bad, my face was filled with many different emotions at the same time;

"He should be here any minute αγάπη μου, put on a fancy dress and good makeup. You'll need to impress him." my mother states before I go upstairs.
(translation: love)

I return a smile and start up the stairs; I run into my room and close the door.

How the fuck does my parents arrange a marriage for me to a mob boss? It's completely screwed up.

Since I don't want to upset my mother, I start to look through my closet and find a turquoise shimmery dress.

The dress;

I find my white jeweled heels and finish my makeup.

I put them on and put on my lucky ring.

I look at myself in the mirror and blow a kiss to myself and walk out of my room;

I start to walk down the hallway and to the stairs before I hear a deep husky voice.

My heart stops as I hear the voice, the voice captivates me and causes me to stop walking.

When I come back to reality I start to walk down the stairs and see a man in a black suit.

The suit;

No wonder that husky voice came from him;

"Hello, you must be Cordelia; πολύ χαίρομαι που σε γνώρισα αγάπη μου"
(translation: very nice to meet you, darling)

"Hello, yes I am Cordelia; you must be Eros," I reply with "nice to meet you finally."

He chuckles and picks up my hand, he gently kisses my hand and puts it back down.

"You look gorgeous, and very well on the Prada shoes πολυαγαπημένος"
(translation: darling)

I smile at him and we head towards the table; I notice Peter and my mother had left which left only me, Eros, and the maid.

When we get to the table he pulls out the chair for me to sit down.

He moves to the other side of the table, and he sits down.

We tell the maid what we want to drink and eat. Then, he starts asking me questions.

"So, I know you know I'm a mafia boss. But have you ever held a gun?" he questions me.

"No, I've always been scared to." I reply with, without looking up;

"Last question;" he starts

"Are you a virgin αγάπη?" He asks, when he asked this my head shot up.
(Translation: love)

"Well- no." I reply back with;

I can't bare to look up at him.

"Look up αγάπη; stop being shy." he deeply says
(translation: love)

My eyes dart up to his while he stares back at me.

Two hours pass by of us talking until my mother comes home with Pete;

"Looks like you guys are getting along!" my mother said while she walked in.

We both looked at her and Peter.

I can't believe I'm going to be marrying a mafia boss.