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***Y/N POV***
I was sold. My fucking dad sold me off for his own life. I mean how low is that, selling you're own fucking daughter off to the leader of one of the most powerful Mob's in god damn London!
It's amazing how one piece of shitty paper, can completely change you're life. Signatures that determine how you're gonna spend your life with the person you love. Well in my case......strongly dislike.
After I signed the contract, I pushed back the back spinning chair and marched over to my so called 'dad'. I looked him dead in the eyes not blinking once. I lifted up my right fist in a ball and was ready to punch my dad in the face like the shit he is. That was all until I felt someone grab my hand back, right before it made contact to my father's face.
I moved my head around, coming face to face, eye to eye, with my now husband.
Y/N: "What the fuck are you doing?"
Tom smirked.
Tom: "Keeping you from making a mistake. I suggest you leave your father alone. Just think that if he hadn't given you over to me, he'd be dead on the ground with a bullet in his face. Is that what you want love?"
Y/N: "Meh. He's still a piece of shit"
Tom: "ha, well you do have a point"
Tom smirked one last time at me and sat back down at his overly sized desk, that was almost as big as his ego, I might add.
Y/N: "You shouldn't be talking dear husband. You're the one that told him this fucking deal. If anyone should be killed in a instant, it should be you bitch"
Silence came over the room.
Harrison's eyes widened as he practically ran out of the room. My father moved as far away from me as he could and Tom.......Tom pushed his chair back and walked over to me, pulling me closer to him, so our faces were only inches apart.
Tom: "What did you say?"
Y/N: "I-I uh-"
Tom: "Cause if I heard you correctly, you called me a bitch who should be killed......Darling.......you do know who I am right? Thomas Holland, the leader of a Mob who could have you killed in about 5 seconds. So shut that mouth of yours, cause that mouth is what's gonna get you shot.....am I clear?"
I nodded my head.
Tom: "Good. Now go with Harrison, he'll show you to your living accommodations. I have a meeting to get to"
*****A FEW HOURS LATER*****
I sat on the soft silky bedding of my new bed. The room was plain with grey coloured walls and a few giant windows here and there. But no way was it going to comfort me like my old room did.
I was still trying to wrap my head around the fact that this is my new room and I better get used to it, even if I don't like it.
It was almost 11pm at night and I still hadn't eaten dinner. In fact, I haven't even eaten anything since I got married off this morning. Normaly when I'm sad, eating calms me down, but not in this case.
I was on my phone, scrolling through Instagram when a very soft knock on my bedroom door. After a few seconds, the door opened to reveal Tom.
Y/N: "What do you want?"
Tom: "God, can I not come and check on my wife?"
Y/N: "Not after you told me you would shoot me"
Tom laughed a bit and walked closer to me.
Tom: "I was joking love. When I'm angry I say things. In you're case....I wouldn't dare to kill you"
Y/N: "Well that isn't a funny joke"
Silence.
Y/N: "So what's the real reason you came here?"
Tom: "I came to ask why you weren't at dinner?"
Y/N: "I realized that I don't really want to sit in front of the man that practically took my freedom away. Besides, I lost my appetite since I walked in this shit hole"
Tom: "Darling your married now. Better get used to the fact that we will have to act like a couple"
Y/N: "Um no. I refuse to show any kind of love to a man that ruined my life"
He laughed.
Tom: "Sweetheart. I assure you, in 1 months time. You'll be begging for my love"
Tom smirked at me before walking out the room, leaving me standing there in shock.
The bitch has the nerve to say that.
Well fuck him cause we all know that I'll never love a man like him.
I knew living here was gonna be a bloody nightmare in the first place, but there's something that I hadn't told my father or Tom yet.
I have a boyfriend, Shawn. Our relationship was private. My father knew I was going on dates here and there but he thought it was nothing serious. Little did he know, I was in a relationship with Shawn for almost 2 years. And If I told him and Tom about Shawn, they'd make me break up with him which is the last thing I want.....
Cause I was pregnant with Shawn's baby....and I'm the only one that knows.
