The way he love her

Octavia

My dad, the rich feared Mafiaboss aka the man whos fault it is that I never had a Boyfriend or even my first kiss; I'm fucking 19 and all my friends already had sex or a kiss and I? No, all people are afraid of my dad. I hate him!

Now I sit oppesite him, in a fancy restaurant because of a stupid meeting with the Spanish-Mafia. Why did I come with my dad? He forced me. On my right is sitting my mom and on the left no one.

A few seconds passed and a family came in the restaurant. Hm...I think the Spanish-Mafia. Well just the family; the boss also called the dad from the family, the mom so the Spanish-Mafiaqueen,a young boy maybe eleven years old and...god damn is he hot. Ugh sorry. And a young man maybe Twewnty-one years old,tall,tattoed, black hair, ice blue eyes, fucking HOT! 

I smile a little bit as they come over. My dad and the Spanish-Mafia boss greet each other. I just nod as a 'Hello'. But the Spanish-mafiaboss hold out his hand; god I hate this. I put on a smile and stand up, shaking his hand.

"Hello Mr. Gracia?" I say with a friendly voice.

The Spanish-Mafiaboss chuckle. "Please dont call me 'Mr' just call me Alexandro."

I nod. Only pedos are called Alexandro, eww. Common push that thought aside, Octavia.

Alexandro grin and gesture to his wife. "Thats my Wife: Clemente." Clemente wave and I wave back; for god sacks I'm thankful that she isn't a Hand shaker.  Then he gesture to the young boy "My younger son: Pete." Pete smile and blush a tiny bit; aww Pete is really a cute one. Finaly he gesture to the young,smash man. "So...here is my first-born." Alexandro look at my dad and they change glances; uhm okay? Alexandro grin even more and stard talking again. "My first born and your fiance als-"

I cut Alexandro off. WTF?! MY FIANCE?! IN YOUR ASS 'PEDOANDRO'!!!

"Excuse me? My Fiance? What are you talking." I say calmly but with a annyoed tone in it.

'My Fiance' Chuckle; god how cocky he is. "Ah uh. I would change my tone, my princess. He get angry easyly." He say it with a cocky and arrogant tone. It was annyoing because it is so fucking god damn hot.

I walk to him just a few inchs away. He was tall maybe 6'3? I mean I have to look up at him! You know tilting my head upwards! Fuck is he hot.  I speak in a calm voice but my Heard is bumping so fast that it could get too fast. "Before you call me 'my princess' or say to me what to do. Tell me your name and why your dad think you're my Fiance? I mean did he fall on his head?!"

My dad sigh and talk for 'my fiance' "Sweetheart, It's a suprise. His name is Ace. You both are in a arranged marriage now. As a symbol for union between the Italy-Mafia and the Spanish-Mafia. Accept it, there is no out of this situation."

I turn to my dad shocked. Ahhh fuck, I want to beat my dads ass so hard that he cant walk straight  for a few weeks, well days are more like it. "Dad?! Seriously?" I walk towards my dad angry. How could that bastard dare to put me in an arranged marriage for a fucking union symbol. I take a deep breath anger,frustration,hate and sadness all these negative emotions. I cant. I cant hold it back. What the actually fuck my dad think to do this to me? I HATE THESE MAN AKA MY BASTARD DAD!!!

BANG! A slap across my dads face caused from my hand...

-Holy shit! Be exited, bitches (: -