My Mafia man

Willow's POV

"You will have to get married to Sean in two months time," that's my stepfather. He literally hates me to the core. Ever since he got married to my mom and I learnt about what he does for living, he has been hell bent to sending me away from here.

"He is the third powerful mafia leader," his daughter, Kimberley said and I smiled at her even though it was not real. I have wished to kill this girl ever since I came to this house. She hates me, I hate her, there is no way forward for me and her.

"And he is looking for a trophy wife," my so called father repeated for the twentieth time. He had been telling me that ever since the man said he wanted a wife.

"Isn't that what every mafia man want?" I asked raising an eyebrow and he scoffed.

"The top ones only. My mafia is the second powerful one so when I looked for a trophy wife, it was normal. Its unusual when a third leader want a trophy wife."

"So my future husband's mafia is the third best?" I asked and he nodded his head.

"I was just telling you so that you could be ready in two months time," he said and I nodded getting up from my chair. I walked to my bedroom and threw myself on the bed.