The Heist.(ON HOLD)

Chapter 2

'What do you want?' I asked bitterly giving him the evils.

'Look I know you don't want to do this, but I have no choice it’s marry you or this clingy supermodel who's eye is bigger than her brain. Sorry that I have inconvenienced you by choosing you but who would choose?' He ranted.  His green eyes were almost glowing with passion.

'Okay I understand that but why does it have to be me why can't it be anyone else?'

'Because, your parents are paying mine to marry you'

'WHAT' I yelled at him.

'Something about a boyfriend they don't like, I dunno the details alright'

'I should have known’ I yelled. ‘I am going to kill them, there is nothing wrong with Max’ I ran to the stairs of the house and quickly descended them. I ramped the back doors opened ‘MOTHER’

My mother appeared from the living room ‘There is nothing wrong with Max he is a good guy and I love him. You don’t get to choose who I marry or who I see. It’s my life and I am going to do whatever the hell I want with it’

‘Ahh. But don’t you see darling, I do’ With that sarcastic comment I went to hit her but something was holding my arm back or more to the point someone.’ Jake for the love of god let go of me’ I said through gritted teeth.

‘No’ was his simple reply. 

‘Why?’

‘For two very important reasons. One you will regret this later and two we are going on a date now’

‘Huh’ was the smartest answer I could muster as Jake dragged me out the door past my giggling Mother. He dumped me in his car and walked round to the driver’s side.

As he jumped in car and started it up I finally came back to my senses ‘What the hell, I am so not going on a date with you’ I said letting all the venom in my head slid into my voice.

‘Well you are. Look I know you ain’t happy about this but let’s at least try to make it work’ he whispered. I just glared at him. Then I looked at him, I mean really looked at him. He looked amazing, not just the obvious gorgeous but a smouldering sexiness and confidence behind his eyes. He looked like the kinda guy who had a different life behind his image. So this was the man I had to marry Jacob Dante, wait a second Jacob Dante.

‘Oh my god, please don’t tell me that your family is who I think they are!’

‘Well if you’re thinking of the world wide famous Dante family, well then unfortunately you are right’

‘No way, you are like the richest family in the world’ The Dante’s had an estimated fortune of 10 billion. Why would he need a wife, he was like the most eligible bachelor in the world and here he is forced to marry me, ME. I then was woken from my thoughts, we were at Relight the hottest club in London.

‘We are here’ Jake announced, I looked at him and he laughed at my expression, mouth hanging open and wide eyes.

‘Why are we here we will get mobbed?’ I yelled.

‘No we won’t’ He smirked and jumped out, as he stretched out of the car, the crowds lining the streets cheered. They shouted things like ‘Jake I love you’ and ‘Jake over here’ after a few seconds his face popped up at the window,

‘Are you coming or not?’ he asked with his prize winning smirk plastered across his face.

‘Fine’ I muttered, Jake laughed at my disgruntled expression. I got out of the car and the crowd roared with excitement, rich Jacob Dante and badass Ronnie Harper-Redly the shouts only got louder when Jake grabbed hold of my hand and dragged me to the front of the queue.