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|16| 𝒮𝒽ℯ'𝓈 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒽ℯ𝓇 𝒻𝒾𝒶𝓃𝒸ℯ

After telling Marco that I
want to marry his daughter,
he was more than thrilled.

He told me it was an amazing idea
and I plainly agreed; it's not
surprising that it's good, it's my idea.

We haven't talked about Marceline
or anyone else.

He said he wanted to go talk to his
daughter about it, after a while we
went to dinner, most of it was Xavier,

Marco and I talking about
various issues but I can't
keep my eyes off of her.

Ever so often she would glimpse my
way but when we made eye contact
she would immediately look away,
just like before.

I still haven't heard anything about
Izabella. I saw the camera footage
of Marceline and the man next to her.

Izabella's tracker keeps moving so
I assume she is on a plane. but
I keep forgetting to ask Marceline,

Every time I see her I forget what my
question was; I hate this feeling
but I want more of it, I don't know her
but I want her.

My family has been pushing me
to get a wife, before
my father was shot he was trying
to arrange a marriage for me.

I didn't really care, this is very normal
in mafias, the worst that
could happen would be her turning out
to be a like most mafia
princesses, bratty, selfish, spoiled.

So when I took over the mafia
two years ago, getting married
wasn't really on my mind; but I
need a few heirs and I'm twenty-five

So it's time to start working on that,
my father and mother got married
when they were eighteen and nineteen.

having Marceline would be beneficial
for many things, there is
something intriguing about her.

She doesn't fail to surprise me and
being around her makes
me feel odd but not bad, I smile
like an idiot when she is near me.

While I'm sitting at the table eating my
food I noticed Marceline hasn't eaten,
she only mover her food then suddenly

she picks up her plate asking the idiot
next to her if he wants any, he accepts
and takes some food onto his plate.

I look away trying to contain my aggravation and finishing my drink
then, I hear her soothing voice say
"Excuse me" and get up she looks at
her father and he nods

Then she walks away, she looks like she
is in pain, and trying not to look
obvious about her holding her stomach.

We make eye contact and when
she looks into my eyes,
she looks scared, she rushes out
of the room; away from my sight.