This story is about a girl who get sold to a mafia for an arranged marriage by her father.
"Keep fucking talking and I won't hesitate to bend you over my fucking desk and make you fucking scream". I told her threateningly.
"I'd like to see you try"...
we drove for almost two hours before the car stopped near a beautiful mansion.
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And again my father grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the car before making his way to the mansion.
I followed him as he walked to the huge double doors and rung the bell.
Well atleast he has some manners.
The door opened and a girl in a maids uniform stood before us.
"How may i help you sir". She asked very politely.
"I need to talk to Dante De Luca". My father replied.
"Well I'm afraid you're going to need an appointment for that. You can ask his assistant. The maid replied.
"Look woman, i really do not need to be wasting my time here but i need to talk to him now. So either you let me in or i go in my self". My father yelled in her face.
"I'm sorry sir, but unauthorized individuals are not allowed in the mansion unless the don personally give permission". She replied.
"I said let me in". My father yelled to her face and raised his hand to hit her but she remained unfazed.
"I cannot do that sir. I'm going to have to call security if you do not step back. The don will not appreciate thi-". But then she was interrupted by a deep male sexy thick Italian voice.
"-What's going on Charlotte". The owner of the sexy voice who looked just as sexy as he sounded says walking over to us.
He was dressed neatly and looked as if anywhere he went people would bow down to him and treat him like royalty as he screamed power with the deadly stone cold look complementing his features. And the two piece Armani suit fitting him in all the right ways and clean shaved face to see you could only notice the stubble as well as his neatly styled hair as his hands rested in his pockets.
The tattoos that rested on his body only making him look more sexier. Though i could not see his body. I could tell, the tattoos sneaking up his veiny hands and the tattoos leading up his neck that this guy must be covered in tattoos.
And here i was with my hair loose and in a sweater and jeans.
"Don De Luca, this man was yelling at me and tried to assult me. He says he wants to talk to you". She said respectfully.
"I'll take it from here Charlotte. Go, get back to work and thankyou". He says to the girl who I'm guessing is Charlotte.
She nods her head and leaves without saying a word.
