My favorite craving

CHAPTER 1

-LEVI-

The loud music gets to my ears, I make my way to the dance floor, the ground shaking beneath me as the people dancing around me, I cock my head back, dancing to the music, the club was the place I wanted to die at, it was my heaven but now I'm going through hell.

I feel a hand go around my neck, a girl pulls me closer dancing in front of me, god damn it, the amount of time this happened to me, I wish I can have a sign on my head that said, "I suck cock not pussy, I go to gay clubs like it's my second home, I like men not women, but I still love you ladies, but please let me dance in peace."

I roll my eyes at her, and push her off me, I walk to the bar, Mike my favorite hot bartender pours me a shot, "not enjoying yourself today" I shake my head and drink, "don't worry buddy it will get better" I sigh, "you really think" I say, he smiles and pours another shot, "I just had a girl ask me, do I like doggy style or cowboy, so she knows what to give me, I think your day is not as bad as you think" I laugh.

"God Mike, I almost felt bad for you, then I remembered when you told you Jess that I was into her, to get her off your back, so you deserve it you dickhead" I say then rest my head on the bar, i give him my card, he takes it then while laughing.

Few minutes go by, "hey, Levi" I raise my head, "your card declined" I frown "what?!" I say in confusion, I pull my phone out of my pocket, to check my balance, "ohh shit.. my father froze my account" I knew he was mad at me.

I told him I'm not getting married to the girl he set me up with, I'm 23 only yet he's been on my back to get married, now I don't know what to do, he's going to just torture me until I listen to him, even if it means making me sleep on the street until I learned.

I look up at Mike, "don't worry about it man, it on me, sort your stuff out", "thanks man, I will pay you back" he nods I jump off my stool and walks out.

I look at my phone it's 10:30, I get in my car, and drive home.

30 minutes go by and reach home, i park my car and get out and run to the door, i wanna know why is he doing this by, i open the front door, and get in, i run around the house, until i reach my father's office.

I open it with knocking, he was sitting on his chair reading a book, he looks up and sees me, a angry look on his face, "you knock when you enter my office, it's proper mann-" I interrupt him.

"Father!! Why... why do you have to be so fucking controlling, just because I don't want to get married to someone you choose, doesn't mean you get the right to just punish me" his face unchanged, he looked at me coldly, he didn't care, he never cared.

"If you don't want to get married to that girl, you don't get to have a life to live, if I have to make you live like a maid, I will" my breathing fastens, "what do you want?" I say.

His face finally relaxers, he starts up, walking to pour himself a glass of whiskey, then sips it, he turns and walks towards me, "you will marry this person I set up for you" my brows raise.

"Person? So like can be a man, or is a man, that's not 50 years old, and has 10 kids" my father rolls his eyes, he sits on the edge of his desk, "I slipped up, I was gambling and did something... stupid" and he's mad at me for doing stupid things in my 20s, when he's in his 50s of 70s whatever.

"So??" I say, "I bet on my company, if I won, I get their casino, if they win, i give my company to them, I made this bet with the owner, he's some dangerous man, known for his wealth, power, and being the famous mafia boss" my eyes widen.

A fucking mafia boss, "father I do stupid things, but you reached another level of stupid... so you're going to give him the company?" He shakes his head, "I told him I can't, I made the bet as a joke" I chuckle my eyes watering.

"Father! Mafia bosses don't take bets as a joke" he sighs, "he pointed a gun at me, so I offered him something else... You."

My face drops I shake my head, "your lying" he looks down at the ground like the shameless asshole he was, "what kind of father are you, you offered me to him, he's going to kill me" why would he do this, I get it he was scared, he was also angry at me, but instead he offered my life to a man that wouldn't hasten to kill me.

My breathing fastens "Levi, he wants to marry you? And I said yes, I forged you signature, the wedding is in a month, and I'm so sorry, but your going through with this wedding, your my son, your would've given up your life for mine anyway"

"I hate you" I say, as tear fell on my cheek.