Damon D'Angelo runs a Mafia, while Luna Hamilton is soon to run a country.
Two completely opposite worlds colliding the second Damon is forced to kidnap the young Princess. Where an immense feel of attraction is found between the two.. and that's...
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"I personally think you're too weak for your own good." Amelia bluntly spoke as I told her about my previous life as a Princess. It was another afternoon where I sat chatting with her over some tea. Her teas were absolutely magical. I could sit here and drink her tea the whole day.
I furrowed my eyes at her words and looked down at my cup.
"Why would you say that?" I asked. She shrugged.
"You were raised to be obedient. And as I can see, you're kind. You've always been too kind that eventually turned into weakness. Kindness and obedience are two traits that shouldn't mingle too much together." she said.
"W-what do you.. well I mean what was I supposed to do about it?"
"You were supposed to learn how to object. You don't know how to do enough of that. A little stubbornness is necessary for a woman to prove herself and fight for her rights. You don't have enough of that fire in you." She said and I frowned and tried to hide the slight anger I felt from showing.
I didn't want her to think I'm weak. And I didn't like having someone telling me I'm weak. I might have not stood up for myself enough against my parents-my nonbiological parents- but that's all I knew how to do. Stay quiet. I was raised being taught that a woman's most crucial traits are three things: beauty, intelligence, obedience. And the fact that I barely interacted with commoner females was no help. All I believed in was what I was told.
"Like right now-" she cut off my thoughts and looked at me observingly. "You seemed a bit angry at my words, you frowned for a little, but you quickly hid it. This is what I'm talking about. Instead of objecting against what I said, you kept quiet and objected inside your head."
She wasn't wrong. I let out a soft breath and looked away from her.
"You're right. I've just.. been through so much and I didn't like the fact that you think I'm weak."
"Because that's how you act. You know.." she pondered. "To some people, you're soft and feminine. But what I see? That's weakness. I want you to become stronger than that. Don't be afraid to show your anger and express your opinions. Learn how to properly say no, Luna. To anyone." She said and I nodded at her words.
Maybe she was right.
"Okay." I gave her a small smile. She just stared at me before giving me a quick nod. When she didn't reply, I spoke again.
"I admire you. Your boldness and confidence. We're polar opposite but I can see how we compete each other." I said not realizing how cheesy I probably sounded.
She frowned at my words, before glancing at the tea cup in my hand for a moment. She just nodded her head, without replying. I'm guessing she doesn't like cliché sentences like that.
