"What is it that you want from me? Huh?" He spat, raising his voice. There was a vein in his neck and he was turning red. I've never seen him this upset, I must've really hit a nerve.
His lips were tight but they were so juicy and kissable. "I want...
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Z A R I A H
"Didn't I tell you to stop talking to me?"
"You did but I don't take kindly to disrespectful females." He said back with a smirk.
Oh how I want to wipe that smile right off his fucking face. "And I don't take kindly to men who don't mind their business."
"You're my responsibility so technically, you are my business." He chuckled lowly.
I scoffed harshly. "Both of you have me all the way fucked up if you think I'm about to marry a stranger and be followed around like I'm some kid."
"You're hard of hearing." Isaiah notes to himself with a head shake. "You have no. choice. So please stop making this harder than it has to be."
"You're just going to let him continue to talk to me this way? What? You're scared of him or something?" I asked my father, taunting him and he goes silent avoiding my gaze.
"As he should be. When you get a glimpse of what you're marrying into, you'll be afraid as well." Isaiah says to me.
Scoffing, I looked between him and my dad. When I saw that neither was going to change their minds I stormed off and ran upstairs to my room.
I threw myself face first into my bed and groaned out loud. What is wrong with him? He made the choice to steal from a 'allegedly' dangerous man. He made the choice to fuck up his life. That has nothing to do with me.
The thought of being sold to a man to do whatever he pleases with me makes me sick to my stomach. I don't want to do this. I don't want to marry this man. I still don't understand how he would just throw me so easily into the arms of one of the most heartless man to walk this Earth without even thinking about it.
Does he even care what they'll do to me? How can he just do this to me?
Wasn't losing my mom enough?
A knock on my door lets me know it's someone there and assuming it's my dad I tell him to come in. I sit up from my bed and looked at the door just as my dad walks into the room.
He was hurting and I can tell that he was feeling like shit right about now. Good. "I'm sorry princess."
"I don't want to marry him" I barely whispered, shaking my head, feeling my eyes water. "I still have a whole life ahead of me. What if I can't come back home once this debt is over?"
"You will pumpkin.." he replied softly wiping away the tear that fell down my face but his words felt uncertain like he really didn't believe what he said. "But you have to do it for us. Think of it as you protecting your family. This is the only way."
"Is it? Am I protecting us or just you?" I mumbled to myself but he heard me. I feel so fucking helpless right now and I hate that.
"You were promised to Damon for only a few years-"
"A few years?!"
"Yes and that time will fly by quickly. Just please, do this for me princess?"
"What if he hurts me?"
"He won't. That's why Isaiah is here."
"I don't trust him."
"You don't have to but he will be the only one to get near you until Damon says otherwise. You will be fine, okay? Just be strong for me and don't worry too much. He promised not to lay a hand on you." He assures with a sad smile.
"How will this even work?" I asked, wiping my tears. "When will I be leaving?"
"You will be leaving in a week to move into the Milan family home. Isaiah will be here to pick you and he will be there at your every beck and call until you arrive at the house. You're set to be married in four months. You won't be allowed to contact me unless I ask for you or Damon allows it."
"Why so soon?"
"This was planned before I was even released." He says guiltily.
"That was five months ago dad." I glared.
"I know but I didn't know how to bring it up to you, okay? That's why I've been acting so weird these past couple of days. I felt guilty knowing the days were going by and you would be leaving soon."
"You know how shitty of a dad you have to be to sell his own daughter?" I scolded with a deep frown. "You could've Atleast gave me a heads up."
My dad sighs and nods his head. "I'm aware child. No need for the reminders, alright? Just get you some sleep, I will tell Isaiah to come back in the morning, okay?"
"Okay." I sighed, wiping my face with the back of my hand. His eyes soften and saddens when he looks at my state.
"I love you always." He kisses my forehead and I smiled, letting my fresh tears run down my face.
"I love you forever."
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The way they would have to dragggg me by my anklesss!
