The Devils Deals

Rejected by the Son, I Chose the Don

Rabbit

On my wedding day, my father sold me to the Chicago Outfit to pay his debts. I was supposed to marry Alex Moreno, the heir to the city's most powerful crime family. But he couldn't even be bothered to show up. As I stood alone at the altar, humiliated, my best friend delivered the final blow. Alex hadn't just stood me up; he had run off to California with his mistress. The whispers in the cathedral turned me into a joke. I was damaged goods, the rejected bride. His family knew the whole time and let me take the public fall, offering me his cousins as pathetic replacements-a brute who hated me or a coward who couldn't protect me. The humiliation burned away my fear, leaving only cold rage. My life was already over, so I decided to set the whole game on fire myself. The marriage pact only said a Carlson had to marry a Moreno; it never said which one. With nothing left to lose, I looked past the pathetic boys they offered. I chose the one man they never expected. I chose his father, the Don himself.

Mafia Modern Attractive Age gap Female-centered

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I took a deep breath as I watched the souls of those who had sinned.

"All right, turn on the fire," I ordered my companions, they obeyed and immediately increased the fire, which made the surroundings even louder because of the moaning of the people there.

"Princess Ksara, your father is calling you." Bored I looked at the caller to me, I took a deep breath then took the tail of the dragon that was next to me.

"All right, I'm on my way." I gently said, then lowering my tail and legs, I started to walk out of this room while the tail that I was holding was beating the people near me.

I breathed a sigh of relief as their noise disappeared from my hearing, deafening.

I walked upstairs to Father's room while fixing the tail of the dragon that I was holding.

Two of my father's staff opened his door, and from outside I could smell my mother's fishy smell with my sister. I was shocked to see the three of them looking at me.

"Are you calling me?" I asked and sat down on an empty seat here in front of my father.

Father smiled and then showed me a soul that was coming out of his body.

"Isn't that nice?" My father asked me, I just looked at him and waited for what he would say next.

"You're too serious Ksara." Mother said laughing as she sat on a soul without eyes.

"When did Ksara not get serious?" Alada, my sister, asked. She looked in her mirror as she sharpened her longhorn. I took a deep breath and then played with the tail I was holding.

"I'm going to punish people, you're wasting my time," I said and stood up.

"Leave it to Alada to punish the people." Said father so I looked at Alada who didn't say anything to her.

"And why?" I asked my father, smiled and clapped his hand so that he could have a piece of paper in his left hand.

"New mission for the princess," Dad said with a smile and threw the paper he was holding before me, I immediately caught it and looked at it.

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