Giovanni's Dahlia.

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Giovanni.
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"Sign the fucking papers, Dahlia!" I snapped.

"I am not signing anything asshole! Go fuck yourself!" she screamed at me.

I yanked her roughly into my arms and her eyes widened. My eyes narrowed. What the fuck was I doing?! She fell against me, my chest tightened and heearr reaced, I stared at her from a new angle. She was just as beautiful as the first time I saw. Too bad that she was belonged to my father.

This was my dad's fucking mistress. I could never forget that. I would have to fucking marry her till I can get Gianna as far away as possible from my father's men.

We spent the entire day trying to search for a loophole but there was none. My father put the key of our dynasty in my hand and died just like that. I wished he could just fucking die again and again.

"Are you sure there is no other way, Luca?" I asked unsurely.

I suggested transferring my position to Luca but I was not allowed to do that. I was only allowed to marry Dahlia or my sister would give up her freedom for my father who didn't care about her.

"You don't have to this for me Gio, I know you don't want to get married and I don't think you should force yourself to."

Gianna waa soft hearted. She didn't want me to marry to save her but I knew what I had to do.

If my father was so desperate for me to take his path then I will. Even though it was against my will.

Dahlia left us and stayed in the kitchen hours ago after she attacked me. I didn't want to see her but I knew what I must do. It was the only way to save my sister and I would do anything for her.

"I want to see the document."

Luca took it from Don and handed me. My eyes scanned through it and I turned my lips downwards iln displeasure. My father had a full proof plan.

We couldn't sleep apart for more than 48 hours. We must produce a child in the next year or Mika will be in charge of everything. She must conceive within that period of time meaning I had to have sex with her to get her pregnant.

The bastard even added that artificial insemination was not allowed. We must fulfil our marital roles and live in the same room. The stipulation was crazy! Why was he doing this?! What was his end game behind him?!

My father need for control beyond the grave was frustrating. How could control my life like this?!

"Look Giovanni, this is your only solution, I am sorry." Don said with a sorry expression.

I didn't care. I made up my mind that moment I will do it for my sister. It was just that, the woman I was to be married to was crazy. I could still feel the aching pain from not the place she hit me.

"Then we will sign the document," I marched out of the family room, toward the kitchen.

Many of my family members were still around longuing. Nobody seemed to be sad that the bastard was dead. It seemed more like genuine relief.

I didn't care about them, I only cared about the woman that my father wanted to me to marry so badly that he create this elaborate scheme. I had to give it to him though. He was smart. Smart enough to leave me no other choice but to have to marry this woman.

As I left the kitchen, I found the redhead, whose back was to me. Dahlia was sipping wine and conversing with my aunty. Only God knows what that crazy woman was talking to my aunty about. I didn't want to know. I just knew I wanted one thing from her. Her corporation. With the way she spoke to me before she left the room with aunty, I found it hard to believe that she would give me that.