•E•That danm cross...
He was scrumptious and sinful.
I couldn't help but be awestruck by his beauty for a moment.
His shoulders were pushed back, his chest was out and his chin was lifted in confidence as he sat on his chair, legs spread wide. It made him more appealing yet still frightening to other.
His was hair a deep dark brown that almost appeared as a midnight black, his nose was slightly crooked which explained that it has been broken a few times.
His muscles could have any women drooling on their and the suit he was wearing wasn't doing any justice.. They were bulging out, begging to be touched and squeezed.
I kept staring at him as he was doing the same, none us wanting to break this little contest were we currently having.
But the look in his eyes made me feel uncomfortable, it was terrific and brought shiver to my spine.
He had the eyes of a snake, a bright honey and yellow that was paralyzing you. It did not felt welcoming or warm, his gaze was cold and sinister.
''Eva.''
I suddenly broke my gaze away from him and slowly looked toward my father, ''¿qué significa esto?'' I finally asked, feeling nervous with the presence of such men.
What's the meaning of this?
My father only glared, ''Business,'' He pause then cleared his throat, ''As we've spoken about yesterday, an alliance would bring us the protection and the profit needed in order for us to prosper and keep our wealth for the next generations to come.'' Father explained, walking toward me as if cautious of my next move.
I felt myself pale, my palms were sweaty and I was dizzy.
No.
I already knew what was waiting for me. Once my father gave me that file and walked away from his office that day, I knew that he was declaring a war and he meant it in every way.
''It's important for you to know you role as a young woman in our family,'' He emphasized slowly, ''since you couldn't help yourself and venture into unexplored territories, I decided take the matter at hand and do the right thing.'' My father explained, as he looked at me with evil glint in his eyes.
I looked towards both men, especially the one who had me hypnotized. He stared at me and his lips curved into a malicious smile.
I had a burning feeling in my chest, I felt myself breathing heavily. ''I-I k-know we had an arrangement, father,'' I stuttered,
''I'm not seeing where you're going with this conversation.'' I explained, hoping that he wouldn't have an outburst on me.My father rolled his eyes, ''Meet Niccolo Bianchi,'' he pointed towards the mysterious man, finally disclosing his name, ''Tu futuro esposo''.
Your husband to-be
The colour drained out of my face but quickly turned to disgust, ''I won't marry him.'' I argued back, standing my ground.
I did not want to be married to this man at all, how would I even handle this beast of a man in the first place.
My father only stared back at me while Niccolo and the other man I have yet to know, chuckled.
I looked back at them ready to give them a piece of my mind, but I saw that Niccolo was not amused. He was glaring at me.
I hated his eyes, they scared me to death.
I turned right back to my father, ready to plead my case but was I immediately interrupted.
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