His Gentle Evie

Chapter 3.

Evielyn's view.

We were up in my fathers office, I feared this place the most...whenever I'd be the most vulnerable he'd drag me here and beat me for hours on end, to the point I was on the brink of death.

"Evielyn, sit." He ordered making me scurry to the seat in front of his desk so I wouldn't earn myself a one way ticket to Charon "tonight is the Annual ball, you will be give to Gabriel Black as sign of alliance and a hand in marriage," he muttered signing papers as he talked with me.

"But father" I whispered "I don't want to leave," I whimpered, but deep down in my heart I knew this was my only option to be free from his grasp.

"I don't want to hear it Evielyn, now go get ready! I have set out your dress," he growled out continuing with his paper work.

"Yes father," I muttered, I walked with my shoulders slumped and my face hung but as soon as I got out of there I quickly rushed into my room and started doing a little happy dance.

A knock sounded at my door making me freeze in my position before I quickly compose myself "come in," I said, my mother walks in a few seconds later with a tear streaked face.

"I tried Evie! I really did!" She cried rushing towards me and crushing me in a hug "I'm so sorry baby," she cried louder as I awkwardly stood there.

"I'll be fine mother, I promise" I whispered finally having the courage to hug her back.

"You keep in contact alright," she whispered pulling away from our hug and instead pulling my face to look at her, I give her a nod before I squished back into her embrace "alright, let's get you ready," she voiced in a hushed tone as she wiped at her tears.

I took a shower and hopped out a few minutes later, I threw my golden hair into the towel and moisturised before walking out in a silk robe.

I noticed the dress on the bed as my mother set up to do my makeup, slowly I walked towards her and set myself down at the vanity.

After 30 minutes she finished with my makeup and hair, she applied a some sleek oil to the ends of my hair giving it a softer and lighter feeling.

Standing up I smiled at her before giving a quiet thank you, walking towards the emerald dress I slipped into it with ease while my mother zipped it up, she grabbed the black heels that I had shoved into the corner of my closet and carefully placed them on my feet.

"You truly look like a true beauty," she gushed "let's not keep your father waiting," she muttered taking my hand in hers and leading me out of my room and down the stairs.

When we reached the bottom my father didn't even pay me any mind but had his sole attention on my sister who was wearing a pale pink dress with her hair in loose curls.

"Clarity, my love you look stunning," he praised her before turning to my mother and I "let's go Evielyn," he growled before hooking his arm with Clarity's and walking out.

"Don't worry about him, darling you look absolutely amazing," my mother whispered before looping her arm in mine and walked us towards the SUV that was taking us to the ball.

It took an hour to get there and it was the longest hour of my life, I didn't know whether to kiss the pavement as soon as we go there or just rush out and finally meet my saviour.

But nonetheless, I stood in place waiting for my father and his golden child to get out of the car.

We walked up the glamorous stairs towards the million dollar mansion that held danger in every nook and cranny.

As we got to the entrance that asked for our names and our mafia "Steven Knight, my wife Julia knight and our three children, Marcus Knight, Clarity Knight, and Evielyn Knight," my father stated proudly as he said my brother and sister until he got to me with a low grunt in his voice.

"Enter," the guard at the front muttered opening the doors up to a room full of laughter and entertainment.

We walked around for several hours before the most gorgeous man appeared at the top of the staircase.

"What a hunk," I heard my sister mumble before whistling catching the eye of the person.

His eyes shifted from my sisters to mine before they finally settled onto me, I gulped and realised it was the Mafia Boss Gabriel Black, he wore a black fitted suit that clung to him in the right places, his hair was sleeked back and his eyes were the most lightest blue I had ever seen.

He continued his was towards us before he stopped right in front of my father "Steven," Gabriel greeted "Ahh! Gabriel, it's so nice to meet you!" My fathers voice boomed catching the unwanted attention of other mafia bosses.

Gabriel glared at the sound and volume of my fathers voice "Please, keep your voice down Mr. Knight," Gabriel growled before straightening his posture "Is this the Ms. Evielyn?" He asked my father raising a brow at me making me blush.

"Well hello handsome, now what would you want with my horrendous little sister," Clarity cackled out making a joke of my appearance making me shrink back and hide behind my hair, I watched as she clung to him and his face twisted in disgust.

"Ma'am-Clarity, call me Clarity," my sister purred "Clarity, please don't speak of my wife that way and please remove your hand from my arm before I remove it for you," Gabriel hissed pulling out a knife and flashing it at her.

She squealed before backing off "We will be leaving now," Gabriel muttered, placing his arm around my waist and pulling me towards the door and out to an SUV.