Culture POV}I rubbed my eyes,got up and walked to my bathroom and washed my face when someone burst into my room.
I let out a scream and saw a tall guy standing in the middle of my room with a smirk on his face. Is that.. Brandon the leader of snake Mafia. Oh hell no my life is not gonna be like one of the fucking Watt pad stories. I tried washed my face with water "thinking" he will disappear but no he was not only standing in the middle of my room but he's walking towards me. I just stood there not knowing what to do.
He kept walking and when he was 5 steps away. I stepped back and we did this little dance till I was to the wall. He looked at me up and down.
"Um.. what are u doing ?" I asked not knowing whats going on. Why is he standing in front of me? Whole i was think, I was to distracted to notice that he was brushing my cheek with his thumb making me feel flustered.
"You are gonna be my wife" he said and my eyes slowly widen as i tried taking it in that I'm gonna be a mafia kings wife.
"W.ww.what are you talking about" i stuttered and he sighed and locked eyes with me. I mean i would be with him if he wasn't a murderer or if he's not in the mafia and let me tell you he was good looking.
"I mean that i pick you.." he said and smiled slightly but not one that was real. He waited for my respose but nothing seemed to come out of my mouth.
"So go pack your things." He said and walked away but then stopped at my door. "Ill be waiting in the car, take your time" he added before actually leaving.
What. The. Fuck.
I did what he said since i don't want him to kill me . I packed my cloths, undergarments, tooth brush,tooth paste, and all the other things i needed. I got into a casual outfit and walked down stairs and saw my family waiting.
They looked at me with tears in there eyes.I gave them a quick hug and walked out.
I saw a white Tesla with Brandon prince waiting in at the driver side. He opened the door from his seat and i got in. My father and brothers helped put my stuff in the trunk snd we left.
I stared out the window not wanting to make eye contact or any contact with him. We drove for a few hours and i kinda fell asleep half the ride.
I felt my body being lifted and i opened my eyes to see Brandon holding me and walking to the house. My cheeks flushes and i just pretended i was asleep.
"I know you are awake.." he muttered and bit my lips and opened my eyes fully. He looked down at me and looked at my lips but quickly looked away.
What is it about him thats making me feel this way?
He gently placed me on the ground and i looked around the house. Woah its really pretty. He held his hand for me and i hesitantly grabbed it . He walked in and my mouth dropped at how elegant it was.
He chuckled softly and i placed my hands over my hands and i looked at Brandon for permission to look around and he nodded his head. I squealed and walked quickly to the living room and to the kitchen.which is my favourite room.
He walked to me and quickly picked me making me gasp in surprise.
"Let me show you the upstairs" he said even though there is more room down here. He walked up the stairs and i clung to him tightly so I wouldn't fall.
He skipped some room snd went to the room at the end. He opened the room and i gasped at how beautiful it was. It got dresses and shirts hanging int he closet and i saw names carved at the head rest.
𝐶𝑢𝑙𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑒 & 𝐵𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑜𝑛 𝑃𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑒I looked at him and he looked at me. I walked up to him and gave me a slight tight hug even though i don't know why I'm hugging for. He just stood there but eventually hugged me back.
He walked into the closet leaving me alone in the giant room.
I walked to one of the drawers and i pulled the one out saw vibraters, and condoms. I widen my eyes and closed it quickly.
I opened another one and saw pads,tampon,and other girly things. I opened the one under the sex drawer and saw lingerie and more condoms. I closed it quickly again and slowly sat down.Oh shit..
I did the others and it had boxes and knifes guns which was kinda creepy but boring cuz i used guns before since my father was apart of a mafia once.
He walked out the room and i looked at him. He looked at me before walking out the room leaving me once again.I got up and went into the closet and saw elegant cloths. Gucci, louie Vuitton , and lots more.
I will definitely try some one soon.I got out of my cloths and I was standing in the closet with only my underwear and bra. I was looking though my side of the closet when i heard the door open. I widen my eyes and tried covering myself with my hands.
I saw Brandon looking at me up and down. He then glared at me. He walked towards me and pinned my hands over my head.
"Don't do that" he demanded and i gulped. He let me go and looked for cloths to wear to bed.
I got bored so i just picked a robe and changed my undergarments since it wasn't matching.I changed into a laced underwear with a matching bra. One black robe was silky and comfy so i wore it.
I looked at him and saw him in comfy sweats. Damn...
He walked to me and looked me up and down.
"When do u wanna get married?" He asked, soo i get to pick the date? I got a little to excited.
"A week?" I asked and he licked his lips before pulling me to him.
"Okay.."
Oh shit. Is he about to kiss me, why is he sooo slow damnnn.
He was just staring down at me and i decided to connect our lips . Am i falling for him? Maybe.
He looked at me and i did. He pulled my body against his and I groaned as i felt his body against mind.
He pulled away, leaving me breathless. With a smirk on his face and his eyes were red but he quickly turned around said.
"Not yet.."
WHAT!?
He left the closet. What the fuck just happened. I sighed before strolling out the closet and to the bed.our bed ...
I laid down and i closed my eyes. I felt the bed sink and i opened my eyes and saw him with his eyes closed.
I smiles to myself and let darkness get a hold on me...
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