Finally reaching our destination , Anya was some what nervous regardless of me reminding her there was nothing to worry about . Maybe she heard 'mafia bosses ' and became scared . But if anything my men were intimidated by me so it's likely they'd do anything to my fiancé .
I liked how compliant Anya was with everything , she wasn't reluctant to do anything yet she was excited. She found the mafia life interesting which was strange to me .
"There better be food because I'm starving."
We both enter the elevator and I watch as the door shuts . Anya stares into the mirror reapplying a layer of lipgloss or whatever it was. "What you want some ?" She noticed me staring , my lips curl into a smile as she turns around . "No."
"You don't smile very often do you ? And when you do it's when I'm with you ."
She was right but I didn't want her to know that .
The elevator dings and the doors slide open "don't get your hopes up Tesoro ."
***
Anya was clearly hurt by what I said because she didn't make any eye contact with me as we sat at the table . My men bombarded her with many questions one of them being if she would carry my heir .I think that's what went wrong . I never actually considered Anya having to carry my heir because that would put her in more danger . Alessandro said an heir would be what we needed but I didn't want to have to take care of someone else .
She took a sip of her wine before laughing at one of Fernando's jokes . She's laughing a little to hard . I brush the feeling of jealousy away glancing at my watch .
Why the hell am I jealous ? I don't care about her .
"So boss when's the wedding ?" Luca questions . I gulp down my glass of whiskey allowing it to burn my throat . "Two weeks from today ."
"Never in my 24 years of living would I think Lorenzo would get married ." Luca says and all the men laughed . I tried my best to conceal the smile which tried creeping onto my face .
"Life's full of surprises ."
Anya then stands up from her she seat and excuses herself . Once she leaves the room I feel stares as I look around the room .
"What?" I grit
"You like her don't you ," Fernando speaks up and they all agree with the statement he said .
"I don't like people . At all.""Give it a month or so ."
***
A few hours go by and we returned back home , I went straight into my office leaving Anya to do whatever .I can't continue allow our relationship to develop because it's not permanent. And getting attached to her is the last thing I need right now . It wasn't my intentions to hurt her but if I have to , to keep her safe then that's exactly what I'll do .
She has every right to be mad at me , probably thinks I'm bipolar . So I'll just keep my distance from her just for now . The wedding was coming up soon and invitations had been sent out .
Anya couldn't even step out the house without cameras being shoved in her face , since the news reporters were all over her she had to stay inside .
I had sent Alessandro to go pick up her friend from the airport , as I had her flew in by my private jet . I knew Anya would be happy to have some company around the house since Leona went high to school .
Why am I even doing this ?
A light knock on my door filled my ears and i invite the person in , only for it to be one of the guards . "What is it ?"
"Mr Moretti someone's here to see you ." Landon says as he stands beside my door . I glance at the time on my laptop looking back at him "who?"
"Me Bernardi , your fiancés father according to him-"
"Yes let him in ." Landon walks out my office and a few minutes later comes back with him .
He leaves my office and I lean back my seat watching how irritated he was ."You are not marrying my daughter ."
"And who's stopping me ?"
"You think I don't know your little plan ?" He grits , I personally find this amusing .
"I don't think I do myself , inform me ."
"You plan on impregnating her so you can have your little heir."
I chuckle "trust me , if I wanted to do that I would've already , that's not my plan, besides aren't you the one who liked to beat her ?"
"I was drunk on most occasions."
I stand up from my seat walking up this is man , he reminded me so much of my father . Cowards
"You were drunk ? Anya told me how'd you beat her for no reason , your fucking daughter ," I gritted
Mr Bernardi took a step back , "and if you think she's ever going back to that place then you've lost your godamn mind , and if I find out you've tried contacting her in any sort of way I will deal with you personally !"
I watch as he gulps down his saliva , attempting to keep his stance , as I stare at him , I could feel my blood boiling . "Stay away from my fucking fiancé ."
"I'll see you at the wedding ." Mr bernardi says as he turns around walking out my office .
Motherfucker***
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Fanfiction"Often it is the most deserving people who cannot help loving those who destroy them." Anya Bernardi : A 21 year old living in a home where pain is inflicted upon her. She wants nothing more than to run away and start a new life , a new adventure...