Rebellious Affiliation

EVARA

I don't know why this Italian guy, calls me prezioso.

There's no reason to call me precious, or that he knows of. Anyways, who the fuck calls this many times like its a common sense that the person must be busy but no this Italian calls for 45 fucking times to negotiate with me. And its not even properly morning yet only sun rising, I hate when people disturbs my sleep. It is a feeling like giving someone a gun only to find out its empty. Its cruel.

"Bossy much huh prezioso" There it is again "I thought since I made a call to return your cell phone I'll decide the place" He said in continuation. Haha! you fucking wish. "Well it's not that you don't want your phone and since I live here I am deciding the place. Also stop calling me that", I said annoyingly. He chuckled on the other side and said "since you never told me your name," and keep waiting, you are not going to know "how would I know and prezioso suits you well, so that's not changing." he said.

How does it suits me? there's nothing precious about me rather than my fighting skills ofcourse and as much I remember he has not seen me fight. As I took time to reply he said again, " Okay then as you say. See you at the café prezioso. Have a pleasant day until then." Before I can reply he hanged up. HE FUCKING HANGED UP ME?Who does he think he is? A mafia boss or something? I scoffed " He wish" He is going to fucking pay.

"Who wish ?" a voice came from my door. I turned to see knowing the voice. How can someone barge in someone's room without knocking rather than my bitch, but how this shameless man would know anything about manners. But he is angry I can see that much, well when he is not? But, surprisingly he was not yesterday, he said something about the surprise that I totally forgot because of this moron. "You know, because of this zoning out someday, you'll might get us killed" father said raising his voice. " What do you want father?" I said trying to be "polite". Father smirked " You are lucky I am happy, or it would have been ended differently". " What was that surprise you were talking about" I asked getting tensed thinking about it, it never ends well.

"Get freshen up in 2 mins, I am waiting down stairs" he said enthusiastically. Well, that's very rare, I am seriously worried now. Getting up from the bed, I straight went in the bathroom.

"Come on Evara, join me for breakfast " Wow, looking at the table it looks like some feast. My stomach growled reminding me I haven't eaten anything last night. I sat down digging into pancakes. Remembering, "Father, as you were talking about surprise?" His eyes lightened " Yes about that, You know you attacked a warehouse last night?" I smiled "obviously, that you didn't tell us was not empty, And may I ask why was that?" He laughed " No you may not, but because you have done amazing job doing that, and I got what I was waiting for, for long time now. It was meant to happen by you, my darling daughter." Okay now I am fucking terrified " Father, what is it "

He said smiling brightly " You are getting married, congratulations" WHAT? " umm- I am sorry what ? I think - I- umm what ?" I said trying to digest what he said, There's no way I heard him right " You heard me right Evara, you are getting ,married." OKAY THATS IT. I stood up from my chair " ARE. YOU. OUT. OF. YOUR. FUCKING. MIND?" I yelled " do not take that tone on me, Evara Kirovsky" he said angrily. But I have lost it "how can you do that ?". He said calmly " Oh, I already did, and guess who it is ?"

"Who?" I asked not being able to stop my self. He smiled and said " He is an heir of Italian Mafia" No, this cant be happening " I am not going to marry a random fucking person or anyone you suggest for that matter." I said grinding my teeth. I don't even know who he is, or how he looks. " Oh, you are or you remember that night, right ?" No, not that night. I yelled," I wont let you do that, no just please no" He laughed " You and I both know, I can, I wont even think twice. I am warning you Evara. The night will be repeated if you don't marry him, and you'll be the one to be responsible for it"