Mafia Marriage

Chapter 3

Jennifer's P.O.V

No fucking way. This isn't. . . this. . this can't be happening. No it's not. It's the 21st century I can't be forced into a marriage. Right? WHAT THE HELL? THIS CAN'T BE! Relax Jenny, relax. Maybe I'd heard wrong. No. No I can't bullshit myself. I heard him loud and clear. 

"No, no, no, no, no! You didn't ask for my opinion. I'm not marrying him, I don't even know him!", I exclaimed at them. They can't expect me to do what they say, right? Nothing makes sense. I may be the one talking to myself but they were the crazy ones. 

The guy, Nathan, looked taken aback that I had opposed marrying him. What had he expected? Did he think I was gonna be happy and accept? I was so not going to fawn all over him like he's probably used to. I kind of already did but I refuse to do it again.

His calm blue eyes became hard and cold. Oh no, now his ego was hurt. Now I had to deal with a bad boy's self esteem and bruised ego, fuck. 

"Oh please don't think I want to marry you. I'd rather be with anyone else, okay? It's an arranged marriage not love like in those stupid fairytales." he told me in a cold voice obviously he had been offended. Wow he was really wounded. 

He said he'd rather be with anyone else! Anyone else? Really? Kellyanne Conway exists, come on! Besides I hadn't said anything bad about him. I don't know him, it's true. Why does he seem to accept this marriage? Well at least he seemed to until I said what I said. 

"I know what an arranged marriage is but I don't agree with it. For your information I don't want to marry an asshole like you. There's no way in hell that I'm going to agree to marry you!", I yelled almost at his face but I couldn't he was like 6'1 and I'm only 5'5.

"Well too bad, but it has already been decided", Mr. Daxus said with a smirk. I would love to wipe that smirk off his face, I thought angrily. He seems so smug. 

My dad glared at me ordering to do as told with his eyes. I knew there was no other option. I released a heavy breath and gave a sarcastic smile. 

"Does she know about their. . . career of choice?", Sandra asked my father in a whisper. It wasn't really a whisper but she tried I suppose. 

Mr. Daxus had heard what she said and looked at me expecting an answer. My face just showed confusion as I waited for him to tell me what I needed to know. 

"Jennifer it's not a big deal. Try to not overreact again, honey we are in the mafia. Well I am the boss of the organization or at least I was the boss. Now my son Nathan, is transitioning into the position of Don. He will officially take my place and become the new mafia boss when you two marry", Mr. Daxus told me with a serious face that made him look like he couldn't smile, not that he had any reason to anyways.

I couldn't take it any longer, I started laughing. It didn't make sense but somehow I knew he was joking. I was hoping that he would tell me he was only kidding but he never did. After a couple of seconds I gasped loudly. He wasn't kidding. Nathan had a stupid trademark smirk just like his father. 

"You have to be kidding " I said incredulously.  

The only answer was Sandra shaking her head slowly with pity. "You truly hate me, don't you?", I looked at my father angrily. He had to, if not why would he make me marry a mafia don. 

He rolled his eyes and shook his head no, how fucking dare he? I'm his only daughter and he was basically sending me to my death. His reaction to my question made me more furious, I didn't know it was possible to be this angry. He had the audacity to look me in the eye and rolls his eyes.

I looked around in the room expecting them to do something but they stood still and extremely quiet. I felt my head throbbing ready to explode. I scrunched my face with confusion, why? I don't get any of this. 

"Jenny please calm down", I heard Sandra say as she stepped towards. 
"How do you expect me to calm down, when my so-called 'dad' is making me marry a stupid mafia boss", I said astonished at her comment.

"Don't fucking flatter yourself you're not much better than me. And by the way you're not the only one being forced into this, darling.", Nathan said with a pissed off voice. 
"Oh shut up next thing you know you're going to make me a hit-man", I said closing my eyes and rubbing the sides of my head. 

"It's not like I want to marry you, if you haven't noticed there's not much I can do. Like I said we are both being forced Jennifer. Oh and I doubt that you're good with a gun so you won't be a hitman, you need some talent and I'm sure you lack it. You any good in the kitchen or cleani. . ", Nathan was saying and then was interrupted.  

"Shut it both of you. Enough of your soap opera speeches. You are going to get married. And you will act like you're in love until I fucking believe it", Mr. Daxus ordered. This man really scared me. I didn't agree but I did like having my head attached to my body so I nodded slowly not wanting to know what would happen if I kept talking.