Chapter 1

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   ~The click of the heels, the soft breath of a woman. I knew it was her, the woman I had been waiting for. I stood there, ready to meet her. Well here comes my future.~


      The sunlight that shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows made the dark oak flooring look brighter than normal. I leaned back in the office chair, my feet making a slam sound as I rested them on my black desk. The papers all neat, pens in the golden holder and the room stunk of smoke. I reached into the drawer and grabbed a cigarette, lighting it and then giving a big puff. The smoke swirled in the air. My suit felt warm and I hated my tie but I had to look the part.

My life is pretty straight forward. Parents were mafia bosses, I was born and now I must follow my parents footsteps. But, like most children, I am defiant, I don't want to do what my parents did. But a few years ago, when I was going to university to become a car guy and an engineer, my parents told me they arranged for me to marry a woman, a mafia princess. They said I had to become a boss like they were and take her hand in marriage. So my dreams were crushed, I changed my plan and took courses on business and marketing. I still had an after school course to become a car guy but I as fully under my parents control. What could I do but listen and silently disobey?

In a few days, I will be at that alter where I will see that woman. I will only be allowed to see her figure, her in a white dress, a vale over her face. I will only be able to fully see her after the ceremony; bare and wonderful. I hate this idea but if they give me a woman, I am a guy, I have needs. 

So I am getting the last relax time before she comes and ruins my life.


(Sneak peak~ ;)

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