𝐹𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑝𝑒̀ 𝐸𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑏𝑎𝑛

3

Lucia POV

We made it to the elevator and stood in silence.

"I'm going to tell you because i feel you have the right to know" he spoke coldly.

"What?" I spoke softly.

"Your dad- wait, who gave you that massive bruise?" He said pointing at my arm.

"Oh don't worry, its nothing" i said not wanting to explain that my dad is abusive.

"Your going to be my wife, i have a right to know" he said as i just looked at him.

"Don't worry about it, it's really nothing." I said as he just sighed.

We got downstairs and the paparazzi filled my vision once again.

I covered my face.

I felt someone grab my hand and lead me to a car.

I uncovered my face and saw it was Felipe.

"Thanks for doing this" i said as we began to drive to Venice.

"Don't mention it" he said as i just admired him.

' He's not entirely ugly' i thought to myself.

We were half way there, and we hit a very sharp turn.

Instinctively, i grabbed onto Felipe's Bicep.

He tapped my thigh twice, then rested it on top, reassuring me we were okay.

"I got your back, darling" he said as i just chuckled.

"Please don't get us killed" i said as he just chuckled, showing a cute smile.

"You should smile more, you have nice teeth" i said mentally slapping myself, that kinda slipped out.

"O-oh appreciate it" he said, his hand still on my thigh.

He lifted his hand up from thigh in a rush, making me flinch.

"Hey, hey, chill out, why you acting like that?" He said grabbing my hand.

"Like what?" I said playing dumb.

"Don't worry, we are here" he said as we approached the venue.

"Okay, well would you mind pulling into the VIP parking space" i said as he looked at me lke he saw a ghost.

"Are you allowed in there?" He said as i glared at him.

"Well yeah..... I'm a model" i said as he looked like he mentally slapped himself.

"I'm sorry, i thought you were just Thiago's half sister, you look poor he looks rich" he admitted.

"What, I thought you knew who my father was" i glared.

"That's your father?" He said as i just rolled my eyes.

"Okay let me help you out" i said facing him fully.

"My name is Lucia Garcia, and my father is the biggest mafia king in Italy, along with my three older brother's, and I'm getting married to a person i don't really know or want to get to know at the end of this month" i broke down for him.

"I thought you were a gold digger, do you not know who i am, do you not know how much money i have" he said being annoying.

"Well i don't really care, money is the least of my worries" i said as he parked the car.

"I'm sorry for calling you a peasant before as well" he said as i got out of the car.

"Its fine" i said rolling my eyes.