Spellbound by the Mafia King

very eloquently. I would be his bitch apparently. I would rather stab out my own e

red silk look dress. It had a deep v-neck and full-length arms. I wanted to hide my sore wrist, thanks to my father. The dress stopped at my natural ta

ade men weak. I pressed my lips together, which were stained with red

e than usual, and her eyes couldn't meet mine. Fuck. I felt like shit. Like meat on a platter. I sighed.

u weren't forced to marry." KC frowned as she fiddled with the gun in

d my bedroom door open for me. "Well, I'd better go to me

seat opposite him and crossed my legs in the spacious car. Father smoked a cigarette, and I watched the grey ashes flutter to the floor. Even after bein

aged and tired. I often wondered if I would end up the same. It was no secret

't even taken a picture of her. Everything Mother owned was burnt to ci

) go." He looked at me. He's sneering. I know it. I looked into his eyes, unable to read anything. He was being sincere; that's a first. He reached out an

o quite far apart from one another to allow privacy and to accommodate the large front lawns. The tall stee

s. Father threw his cigarette to the ground and put it out. He was an uncaring vile creature. He led the way to the front door, and I held m

er smiled as he shook the man's hand. I'm guessing these are the parents. Father nodded towards me. "This

d me over. Her husband was the first to speak. "Hello Rita, I am Terry Rodriguez, and this is my wife Sandra." He introduced himself as he sligh

ted his reluctance to be here. I eyed up the tall man as he walked over to the door. He held out a hand and smiled, seeming quite frien

rry said as he watched me. Fiancé. The foreign word danced through my mind and

th. The room was large and beautifully decorated. We were served dinner on china plates and had a selection of three different vintage wines to drink. I only drank a glass as I needed to

all I knew he could be hiding upstairs like the idiot he was. At least I found out that he

eatly combed back, although it was getting messier with time. He had a sharp jawline and was neatly shaven. H

half." Kendrick said as he sipped his wine. I smiled at his honesty. "I'm just disappoi

st thing to ever happen to him." He nodded his head knowingly. I smirked. "You kn