"I am against seeing your simple-minded parents." Gideon groaned as we were now in the United States again. We drove to my parents house and I haven't spoke to them ever since they married me off to Gideon.
I guess I can say thank you to them now, but they were still wrong about it. They went about it the wrong way and maybe if they did it normally... Eased him into my life - it wouldn't have been so troublesome.
"They have to know I am pregnant." I insist, sighing as I lean against him. "Have you offered them anything ever since we got married?"
"Yeah, not by choice. I did say I would buy them a new house and whatever they wanted. So...I guess you could say they are living quite peacefully." Gideon stated, shaking his head in irritation. "Horrible parents."
"My parents were good parents - until you offered to marry me. Then they went crazy with selfishness and just gave me up-."
"I wouldn't say that... They offered you a chance to fall in love with me - and you did." Gideon husked towards me, and I shake my head.
There was no point in denying or being rude - because I did fall in love with him. I remember when I said I wouldn't... Well - I was an idiot.
Gideon suddenly nods out the window, and that's when I see us driving up a driveway. My eyes settling on a mansion that had a villa-vibe. Except I didn't get why they would ask for such a big house - considering it's just them.
"Why the hell did they get such a big house?" I hiss in annoyance, causing Gideon to chuckle.
"That's the thing. Your parents have become foster parents - so I guess this big place is being used to its fullest." He told me, and I frown in confusion.
I found myself intrigued by that fact. I never knew my parents were into fostering... To know this fact just let's me know that I really have been separated from them.
Yet they brought that on themselves. They gave me away to a stranger - at the time. So of course our relationship is strained. Since I'm about to have Gideon's child - that changes things. Yet I still have resentment...
"Is there anything you want to tell me before we go inside?" Gideon ends up asking me, looking at him as he opened my side of the car. I met his eyes, having to calm down my irritation growing.
The irritation was towards my parents - not Gideon.
"I'm pissed off." I sneer, and Gideon grins at me.
"Bubbles, my love." He murmured, taking my hand as he helped me out. "If you feel irritated or uncomfortable - say the word. We can't have you stressed or too angry. Now can we?"
I shook my head in agreement, my arms wrapping around his shoulders. I hug him to me, wondering why this felt so nice. It's like I needed this hug.
Everything I was feeling at the moment...felt perfect. Yet I knew there would still be an issue coming. There always is...
"Damian! You and Gideon are perfect for one another!"
I flinch, hearing my mother screech loudly. Instantly felt annoyance and was about to yank away from Gideon.
Until I felt his hand press to my back, making me stop.
"Calm down...think before you speak - and remember. Bubbles." He murmured into my ear, and that's when he pulled away.
I look to see my mom rushing towards me. It wasn't an ideal thing for me to see, but I let her hug me. As we hugged I began to see some people at the door. My eyes settling on some teenagers at the doorstep.
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Arranged to the Mafia King
Romantik"I do." Smiling the fake smile I've come to perfect in the last year, I nod as I take hold of the mans hands I have to marry. My nails that I've managed to grow out as weapons digging into his palms, his eyes narrowing at me but his smile doesn't f...
