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Bound to the Mayor

Chapter 3 Looking like a nightmare

Word Count: 1779    |    Released on: 15/06/2022

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IA'S

being a proper lady, Ma Eleanor had presented it to me as the gown handpicked for this charade of an event I'd rather be anywhere in the world than be at, since it was nothing like I have been allowed to wear before since my father who dictated every little intricately patterned details of my life but somehow wasn't present to see me live it was a great emphasizer on decency. But it was beginning to seem like for

red at my make-up maid who rushed towards me dabb

honestly can't wait for t

n impressive tantrum but not huge enough to stop Romania's big-picture plans and that was something he needed to accept just like I have because for me? I'm as good as married to a man that has made me fake a migraine twice just to escape a conversation with him about him. I won't call

this alliance if not that he thought hard about it a

a female child while thinking of the perfect match for her that would cement the future of his outfit forever and he had quickly made up his mind hence he had barely waited till she was legal to do away with her. For l

ff. Love as a Slovakia was conditional, with sets of rules that are supposed to make you earn crumbs of it hence something was always expected of us while I was the means to an end, the perfect commodity to be sold to the highest bidder with a set of principles ingrained

be a little biased I believe being a wom

t is my father, soon it'll be my husband and in old age,

of a man with a youthful gait and an aura that assures you of your stupidity the minute thoughts of crossing him comes to your mind, entered insi

make her obsessed with black, and with how devastatingly nauseous my room made me i

y a repetition but Daddy dearest was too busy offering me his hand to notice, which I took and with my free hand I collected my Acekar Venetian Masquerade mask from my personal maid

ould see a journalist photographer who should be among the group of paparazzi Dad had

sed to be of tender father and daughter affectionate moment, which was e

re we

s now flashing at us and different questions being thrown in the air and directed at my fathe

ly influenced by these decisions didn't know the reason why he was now throwing a helluva party to commemorate an engagement finalization as opposed to the small co

rother and, a detached father.... Oh get married to the sauntering blondie

places with you

derly and I smiled a little pleased that he wasn't that wasted to forget the pi

for the umpteenth time. "T

yes at his satisfied smile as Ja

me ancient Russian custom that existed in the times of my father's ancestors which included somethin

ht. Yes, you guess right, like my life couldn't be more cliché and dramatic, my

'll be giving my first kiss to a man that I knew no traditi

anything that proved my notions wrong but there it was the same damn indifference. I couldn't even hate him because in

ON'

ver Venetian mask, T

ound something more

, also known as the guy I knew who had long-chain access to any type of guy you wanted for even the completely ille

grin. "I took the first thing I saw that screamed masquerade mask besides I want to believe we didn't g

orous hall where the designer took his or her jo

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