Betrothed to The Don.

normal circumstances, I would have definitely loved to tour this place. It has always been a dream to vi

my

me in the car but I ignore the coward. I should feel bad for insul

r being my

ion at no one in particular but Antoni

pt him. Aside from not being in the mood to hear it, I'm confused on why

re, il mio bambino" My dad s

her thirty minutes before w

ut I'm looking at a fine dining- most definitely 5 star- restaurant. It's

ere are six exquisite SUV convoys driving with us. Two

t, while I, and my d

n, I begin to fidget. The reality of my future only draws nearer as this

io. What if the son the both families wants me to get married to is an old

tion. The upside being that if he's that old, h

gh

blood on my hands if the old bastard is a

e pulls me out of m

ou've gotta

: I am

you're not. You'r

ad given me a heads up, I w

y, Bambina. This i

this family is the mafia? I

on't feel s

ee th

you were old enough. She didn't want yo

um because she died a year after I was born. I can understand a mothe

What's h

nio:

an I'm gettin

action to my question, and suddenly I wish I hadn't seen it. He doesn't reply my question either. T

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ion. An older man who looks to be the same age as my dad isn't far behind her. I'm guessing these are my to be

cheek. Well that's an ugly name for a beautiful woman. I also refuse to believe that this woman is the wife of the Russian mafia hea

p aside to stand beside my brother a

woman." Antonio sa

n. What surprises me though is that Olga and Maxim are the only ones who came out to welcome us. I don't see m

darlings. Lunch is a

ehind an ornate wrought-iron gate. As we step through the massive double doors, the foyer unfolds like a scene from a bygone era.

ourse we don't climb it. Instead we make a left turn to the insanely big sitting room with p

u know who I don't see? The man we flew all the way to see. One thing that I'm certain for sure

rance startles me. Quite frankly, I always thought I did a good

Did he know a marriage

hes with a sigh and looks at me "How about you? Are you okay with t

ad of the table. My dad sits opposite Olga, and Antonio is opposite me. The only other av

ked question. Am I okay with the idea of getting married to a

a world and in her words, "Your mother must have been an incredibly sm

ently seated in the sitting room. The parents seem to be having a good time as they are dis

ust be a real dick. I get he might not like the idea of being stuck with a stranger for the rest of his life b

hoice anyway, considering I was alrea

I get to the head of the staircase and pause because for a second, I'm c

'm wondering why I didn't ask for directions and why I decided to wear a catsuit today of all d

ont zipper which I zipped just enough to show a little cleavage. My jumpsuit is pair

man. I step back from the over 6 ft man because he's obviously way taller than I am, and my o my does my pee go back i

eyes are a mesmerizing brown. Christ! He's wearing a white shirt buttoned up halfway and exposing his chest. The shirt is folded at the sleeve reve

en he totally has nothing to be worried about on my part. Looking at him adjusting his rolex on his wrist, I'm hi

ctually him, I can't help feeling disappointed that he has been in this house all along and didn't even bother sh

caught by me because he looks a lit

r almost barging into the room, from inside the room, I see a

Russian accent on her way out with a sensual w

lust? From the atmosphere, it's evident they just had se

l situation, I turn to leave, m

out there, Lucia." Ivan says to me before he turns

ere, dumbfounded at the disregard