Chapter 3

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Lucien didn't drop me off at school today

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Lucien didn't drop me off at school today. He hadn't shown up yesterday or the day before. Usually, if he couldn't make it, he'd give me a heads-up or send our family driver, and then he'd treat me to Sunset Glazed Chicken and their famous Tropical Sunset Fizz at Petal & Plate.

But, well, he wasn't accountable to me. He didn't owe me explanations. Yet, his absence felt unusual.

This Sunday, I woke early for my daily jog. Returning, I spotted Lucien's car in the driveway. Excitedly, I dashed to my father's office; Sundays usually found him there.

In my father's office, there was a particular spot with thin walls where even faint noises from inside could be heard. I positioned myself near it, unsure whether to interrupt their meeting or risk embarrassment.

"She can't marry him, sir; she's still 20," said Lucien.

My heart skipped. My father told be that he won't marry me off to someone against my will.

"She'll be 21 before the wedding. We'll conduct it in January, a couple of months after her 21st birthday," my father responded.

"I don't give a damn. She can't marry a beast like Allesandro.", Lucien shouted at my father.

"The marriage was already fixed before her 18th birthday. He was generous enough to wait until she turns 21.''

"Yes, so that, the title of a 'pedophile' he has goes away. He didn't do it for her, he is a selfish bastard who only thinks about himself and his two inches long dick. That's it. Serafina doesn't deserves a life like this Tommaso.", Lucien said almost pleading.

We've found a suitable match for you. He comes from a respected Mafia family with power and influence.

My mother's words echoed in my head.

It was all bullshit. Allesandro wasn't suitable; he was a monster.

This cannot happen. Lucien is the only one for me. I cant imagine being with a man who looks like he eats 25 kids for the breakfast. And also, he was so much older than me.

I was shit scared when I got to know the way he killed a man who tried betray him when I was 5.

He was 27 that time.

I wanted Lucien to see me as a woman, fall in love with me, go on dates, and have fun, not just as his father's friend's daughter, but as an individual.

I craved those stolen moments, the ones where his gaze would soften, not with the weight of responsibility, but with desire.

I dreamed of laughter, of whispered conversations late into the night, of his fingers tracing my skin out of need.

I longed to be the one he reached for when the world became too heavy.

But my dad is successfully trying to kill my plan.

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