The Darkness Is My Light

Ch-6

LUCIANO De Luca

"WHERE ARE YOU TAKING ME?", he bursts my eardrums AGAIN instead of normally speaking. I stop the car, slam my hand on his mouth and scowl at him, "Are you stupid or something? I just said you'll be at my place starting Saturday." When I'm sure he won't shout again, I take back my hand from his lips and he panickily says, "I'm aware of that so drop me at my place first, I'll definitely go with you on Saturday, I promise so-". I cut him off with "Tomorrow is Saturday" to which he searches his phone, checks today's day and curses himself - 100% stupid confirmed. He looks up at me bewildered.

"AAAAA-", there he goes screaming again, I slam my hand on his lips, this time not even sparing him a glance. I'm certainly going deaf by the end of these six months. "What is your problem? Can't you talk calmly?" I ask with an annoyed expression as he struggles to remove my hand so I respond, "Promise you won't scream then I'll let you speak." He nods lightly and I do as per my words. His blabbering starts "Why didn't you tell me beforehand, I need to prepare a lot of things , what am I supposed to do now??"

"What do you need to prepare for a week?" I ask

"I need to ask for leave, pack my things, tell......someone about my absence, however I don't think he would notice but still...... see lots of things. I have an idea, let's get married some other time, maybe after a few days." His expression saddening at the thought of 'someone'.

" Worst idea, You can ask for leave now, You don't need to pack clothes as I can buy you new ones and don't bother telling that someone if he won't even notice you" His expression relaxes a bit but then another useless worry of him barges in.

"Let's go back to my apartment, I need something."

"What do you need? We are about to reach the airport."

"How much time do we have before departure? I really need it"

"There's no specific time as It's private so we can go back but what's so important anyways?" I sigh but he doesn't reply so I guess we're going back.

We're here and I offer to help him with packing but how do I control my laughter now. The 'important' thing that his life depended upon is a pillow; a FUCKING pillow. A smile tugs on my lips in the attempt to hide the chuckle but he notices and glares, " What are you laughing at?"

"Nothing. I just recalled something. You should continue, take anything else you need with you" I respond in a sincere voice. He takes a few books and clothes and we get to the car. He breaks the silence with "Would you have still taken me with you if I hadn't agreed to the marriage today?" He has this anxious expression on his face, so I reassure him as I say, " I was willing to wait a few days, but since you've agreed, I see no reason to delay it more" He only responds with hmm. The rest of the drive goes by in complete silence. We board our plane and he falls asleep on his seat only a few minutes in, one leg on the arm rest other on the floor while he is holding onto the pillow with his dear life. Well, the sight isn't bad as he actually looks cute without that useless Panick on his face every time we meet.

It's not like I wanted to marry specifically him from the very start, In fact I don't want to marry anyone but I will have to thanks to my father and brother. My brother already took over the throne three years ago and I was happy by his side helping him but his stupid wife (whom I don't like) can't stand him doing 'dangerous' work so he's ready to give up on his position. Haa.... people in love. But why do I have to suffer? because my father doesn't agree on me taking over the throne as I'm younger. He stated a condition when my brother tried to convince him which is for me to get married so the same scenario does not repeat again with my future wife. I tried to dissuade them by lying that I was dating a man, hoping he would retract his statement and my brother would remain the leader, as they would think I'm unable to provide them with a successor. But they told me not to worry about the next heir as my brother's child can do that just fine (that woman is really stupid, how the hell is she fine with her child doing this but not her husband?) and introduce my 'boyfriend' to them. That's where I got the idea to get married- take the throne- then divorce. I just had to find a guy good at acting who wouldn't meddle in my life.

I told my guards to follow Nevan the evening he saw me and that bastard, can't let anyone just get away after encountering that sight. I purposely went to his hospital instead of my family doctor to scare him a bit so that he would keep his mouth shut. Well, that plan changed upon knowing his biography and observing him for a few days. He is the perfect candidate for my marriage and he confirmed it by actually getting petrified by my shallow threat which I don't think anyone would get scared by. He's ridiculous.

Nevan sleeps through the entire flight in that uncomfortable position. Two hours later, arriving at our destination, I'm greeted by an unexpected figure: my father. He wasn't meant to be here today.