Stolen by the hot mafioso

Chapter 1: Him

I was just a normal girl.. until he came..

Leon S. Kennedy. I've heard that name several time in my life. Who was he? To some, he was a monster, to others, he was a hero. I had moments where I wasn't even sure if he existed or not. But still, my parents always warned me about him..

*Y/N's POV*

It was my first day of college. I woke up in my shorties and my pink top pajama. My hair was a little messy than I wanted it to be. So, I got up from the bed, put my fluffy slippers, and headed to the shower. I took my clothes off, leaving them on the floor, and then I went into the hot water. Before that, I opened my Spotify to play some song from my playlist. I pressed the shuffle button and the first song that came was Earned it by The Weeknd. I washed my hair with a raspberry scented shampoo. The foam slowly dripped down my body, the flavor scattering in the air. My mom called for me from downstairs. I shouted to her that I'll come in a second. I got out of the shower, dried myself with a towel, put on some random clothes and went downstairs fast. There, I saw my mom crying while my dad tried to comfort her. I wasn't exactly sure what was happening, but my eyes caught rather fast the sight of a blond man dressed in a suit. He looked tall, his arms and chest we're rather big. Indeed, he was an attractive man. 
"M-Mom, is everything.. alright..?" I asked confused as I didn't know what was happening. "Who is.. he?". 
Mom said nothing. Her eyes we're all swollen from the crying, and she didn't look me in the eyes.
"Hi there." said the man, who now was up from the chair. He came closer to me. His figure was towering over mine.  I looked up at him, my eyebrows furrowed. I didn't know anything about him, who he was or what were his intentions, but I knew he was the reason why my parents we're crying.
"Honey.." said mom, now finally taking a look at me, her eyes filled with sadness and fear. "The man in front of you..-"
"Kennedy." said the stranger. "Leon Scott Kennedy" said him with a smile, as my face went from anger to fear. 
Leon S. Kennedy? Was I dreaming? The mystery, the legend, the man, was in front of me. I froze in place and didn't say anything. Was this a prank? What was truly happ-
"You must be confused as why am I here, am I right?" said him, the chuckled at my reaction. "You, love, are coming with me."
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Excuse me? What did he just say?

"What's with that reaction, love? Already fell for me?" said him as he smirked at me, while putting his hand on my chin. I pushed his hand away, my anger coming back. "Dear.. We're so, so sorry.. Mr. Kennedy is in need of a wife, and.. he chose you.." my mom's tears came back to her eyes as she fell down to her knees. Behind me came two big buff men, Leon taking my hand, leaving my parents behind. I tried my best to fight him, but his strong arms we're too much for me. He pushed me in a dark limousine. In the car, I stayed on his opposite side, not even bothering to look at him. Indeed, the silence was suffocating, but it wasn't enough to make me bother to speak a word to him.
"You must have many questions.". I said nothing, not even turning to look at him. Leon sighed. "First of all, let's have a proper meeting. I'm Leon." I looked a little with my peripheral vision. "I'm.. I'm Y/N..". He smiled at me. "Let me explain what in truly happening. So, I am indeed a mafioso. You probably heard many bad rumors about my group, but really, we're usually not the bad guys. These days though, I have no choice but to.. get married.". After that, he paused for a little as he massaged the temples of his forehead. "I don't like the idea of putting a pretty girl in danger, but the mission that I have right now truly requires this. So, I'll keep you for myself for a while.". My ears went a little red when I heard him calling me pretty. He was charming, and I was ashamed to think that knowing what he in doing to me and my parents. But he.. the way he looked at me in this moment, his deep blue eyes that kept looking at me with such a soft, sensual and warm feeling.. his pretty lips that we're a little open.. and his gaze that kept piercing into me. I couldn't help but feel enchanted my his whole presence. I looked down, getting rather shy in that moment. The tension became stronger, my body getting warmer knowing he kept looking at me. "For now, all you have to do is stay by my side. I'll reward you nice for what you'll be doing. I promise you, after everything's over, you and I can go back to our normal lives, so for now on, please, stay with me for a little longer." Said him as he got on his knee, his hands taking mine. He gave me a warm smile, his eyes telling me everything's going to be fine. I stared at him. Many thoughts have been racing into my mind. 

What am I supposed to do now? Should I trust him or should I not?