Elijah Rose a 19 year old boy who just came to Europe after he tried run away from his father who sold him away to a mafia boss. Valentino Dark. Valentino's father who's a kind yet powerful man asked him to marry Elijah for business and image purpos...
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"I told you I don't fucking care that you found a suitable lady. I'm going to marry Elijah and that's final." I said pacing back and forth as my father and Aaron sat on the ends of my bed.
"Valentino listen to us. You can have a family with this lovely lady-"
"I don't care! I want Elijah and you should know by now. If I want something it's measly impossible for me not to get it.
and right now? I want you out of my fucking house until you learn some manners." I kicked them out. I don't care for their opinion I'm the big boss. I'm the man who decides on who i marry, not some old 60 year old men!
The two left the house and I sat on my bed slowly removing my blazer and leather gloves. "What happened..?" Asks a lazy, grumpy voice, Elijah.
"Oh, Elijah dear, sorry did I wake you?" I walk up to him and grabbed his face.
"No..not really I could barely sleep anyway..but what happened I heard yelling..?" He asks me again.
"Father and Aaron are trying to change who I marry to this lady, but I refused but they kept pushing." I said as I went through my wardrobe for a pair of Pyjamas. "Wait so..are we going to get married..?" He looks so nervous.
"If you say yes." I smirk
I walked into the bathroom and got changed then walked out. No shirt and just a pair of pyjamas.
He started to go pink again. He gets flustered so easily. It's adorable.
"Elijah? Would you like to stay in my room Tonight?" I ask him as I sat on the bed.
"Oh, uh sure I guess.." he rubbed his eyes and I patted a spot next to me. He came and sat down. I pulled him into my chest and pulled the duvet over us.
"Val..?" He asks. He called me Val..
"Yes my beloved?" I look at him with a innocent smile.
"I- uh.. do you- uh do you like me..? Romantically?" He avoids eye contact and buries himself in the duvet.
"I do." He looks shocked
"Is it okay if we uh...ki- uh" he's nervous to ask. So sweet.. "if we kiss?" I finished his sentence and slowly pull us both up.
"Uh yeah.. if you don't want to that's absolutely fine i just- MM-" I cut him off with a kiss. I threw my tongue in his mouth while I was at it.
