Kayla
This can't be happening. It's very rare to be in a situation where your crush likes you back.
But then I realized, what's the point if I'm going to get married.
My voice tinged with hesitation. "It's true that I have a crush on you and I'm also happy you feel the same way,but isn't this going too fast?"
"I think... I'll need some time."
Confusion flickered across Ethan's face. "Time? Time for what?" he asked, his brows furrowing.
"It's just... I've been feeling overwhelmed lately, and I need to sort things out on my own," I replied.
"Kayla, you know I'll be here for you, right?" he said gently, reaching out to touch my arm.
"We can work through whatever you're going through together."
"I appreciate that, Ethan. It's just... I need some space right now. Please understand."
Ethan sighed, his disappointment evident.
"Alright, Kayla. If that's what you need, I'll respect it. Just know that I'll be here for you whenever you're ready."
*********A week before***********
I brushed my long shiny blonde hair as I stared at the full length mirror. I paused while my eyes trailed on the emerald green MACCAPANI lurex- detailed maxi dress I'd match with my piercing black heels.
I stood still quiet,admiring every bit of me.I knew it was a stupid idea to get prepared for a party without the permission of my dad.
I even pictured how dumb I'd look if he'd say'' No you can't go to that party."
Already he's angry at me for barging into his office,claiming that I wanted to talk to him when he was literally at an important meeting with other Mafia bosses.
I'm eighteen and I can do whatever I want whenever I want. The fact that he owns a Mafia doesn't prove his total control over me.
I heard knocks on my door which saved me from zoning out. I flinched at how loud the bangs were and finally had the urge to speak.
"I'm coming!" I yelled at whoever it was, drew closer to the door and opened it.
" Your father wants to speak with you." Kevin, my father's personal assistant,kindly spoke and turned back to wherever he was going.
My heart raced as I walked down the hall, leading to my father's office. My footsteps were heavy and loud to let him know I was coming.
I placed my hand on the door knob, took in a deep breath and turned it slowly yet hesitant to walk in, which I did anyway.
I stood confidently in front of my father,not letting him see the fear I'd held in me.
" What was so important to talk about that you literally interrupted the meeting?." He strongly questioned, then I met his piercing blue eyes and a shiver went down my spine.
He glared at my outfit and I could sense confusion in his facial expression.
" I- I wanted to ask for permission to go out for Laura's birthday party and I'm really really sorry for interrupting."
I saw his raised eyebrows lowering and the rage in his eyes cool down as he opened his mouth.
"Kayla," he softly spoke.
" You know how dangerous this world is, especially at night. I'm also terribly sorry but you are not allowed to go."
His words stung, twisting deep into my flesh like a knife.
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Arranged Marriage To A Mafia
Storie d'AmoreI poured my heart out, expecting him to address the mistake I made. But instead, he seemed disinterested, dismissing my concerns. To my surprise, he began discussing my future, mentioning the idea of an arranged marriage. "It sounds interesting, bu...
