Andy's POV
You know the moment when you realize your dads a mafia leader? Yeah me too.
Wait you don't?
"What?!" I scream standing up. I can't believe this. My father, the fucking person we ran away from, is a mafia leader! What kind of sick joke is this?
"And..." my mom looks away, scratching the back of her neck.
"And what?" I say sitting back down, whatever she has to add it can't be as bad as the first news.
"Kate's husband is one too, he's going to protect us-"
"WHAT?" I jump up again. What is going on! What is all this mafia shit. I never thought once I would get wrapped up in this.
"Let me finish, this is important-"
"And the other two things weren't?" I scream hysterically, throwing my hands in the air.
"In order for him to protect us, you would have to marry into the family, or we would have to pay for protection." She says looking down.
"Marry into- you mean marry Asher?!" I say my voice growing louder throughout the sentence.
"Yes." She looks up with pleading eyes.
In order to keep my mom safe, to keep me safe, I'd have to marry Asher. Marry the boy I'm dating, marry him for my mom.
"Does he know? About the marriage thing." I ask sitting down resting my head on the back of the couch.
"He should by now, kate and I agreed to tell you both to-"
A knock at the door interrupted her. At this time who would be here? Wait.
"Wait mom, get a weapon." I whisper and she nods.
Grabbing a large kitchen knife I grab the broom. Don't ask, she was ahead of me, and I didn't want to waste time.
"Who is it?" She says before getting to the door.
"Asher."
She kept walking slowly and opened the door just a crack.
Sighing she backed up and let Asher in. He wore sweatpants and a white t-shirt. His hair looked like he ran his fingers through it multiple times.
"Can I talk to Andy, please?" He asks my mom.
"I suppose, I'll go make some tea."
We excuse ourselves to my room, awkward silence fills the air. My dad, his dad, mafia leaders. Just last year I was hugging a murder, and now I might marry a boy who's father is also murder.
"How much?" I ask asher, as I make my way to my bed.
"Pardon?" He questions back sitting next to me.
"For protection." I say looking straight ahead, but I can feel his gaze on my side profile.
"Mar-"
"Pounds Asher, how many pounds?" I say looking at him, confusion then anger passes through them.
"Do you not want to marry me?" He says standing up, angry and hurt was laced in his voice.
"Ah yes Asher, I don't want to be married at 18! God damit! I never even thought of marriage because I haven't even graduated!" I say standing in front of him.
He looks taken back, but could you blame me for not wanting to be married at 18? As long as the price is somewhat affordable, we won't have to marry.
"56,060.20 pounds Andy. A month. That'd be 70,000 USD ."
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