Chapter 3

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POV ~ Sophia

I gulped. 

I looked into his eyes and he was being dead serious.

"I'm sorry whaaa-ttt?" I said nervously. 

His evil smirk grew even wider.

"You heard me right love" He said proudly. 

"There is no way in hell I am being your god damn wife, what the fuck" I replied sternly. 

He chuckled. Like something was funny. 

What the fuck is wrong with him?

"You think you can order around?" he said

"Either you do as you're told or I won't hesitate to fucking blown your brains out". He said angrily.

I slowly turned my head to the side. 

That just made him more angry and roughly grabbed my chin and made me look into his beautiful eyes. 

"Do I need to repeat my self?"

"Do not turn your fucking head when I am talking you" He seethed. 

"Fine, what is in it for me?" I replied nervously. 

"You get to live with me" He replied chuckling again. 

The fuck?

"I mean I will probably still kill you" He replied. 

"What is your name?" I tried to change the topic this was starting to make me nervous even more. 

He looked down at me smirked and laughed. 

"You don't know me?" 

"Well obviously not if I'm asking asshole" I replied in a serious tone. 

He turned his head to the right and mumbled something I couldn't even hear. Asshole. 

"Lorenzo Ramano, Don of the Italian mafia" He said proudly. 

I am literally shitting my pants. What the actual fuck did this dude say. MAFIA? His literally gonna kill me. Oh god. SOMEONE HELP!!! 

"So I will be marrying an asshole of a mafia leader, great" I replied rudely. 

He let my chin free. 

"Do you think you're funny?" he seethed. 

"Very" 

"Get up and let's go" He replied coldly. 

"Can you not see?" I replied laughing. 

"I am tied up idiot" 

He didn't even reply, he went to the corner of the room where it looked like their wore weapons scattered on the table. 

The fuck do these people do? Torture. 

He came over and cut threw the rope and threw it on the floor and rolled his eyes. 

I rubbed my wrists and starting yawning. 

He grabbed my upper arm and pulled me next to him. 

Damn he smells good. 

Stop why am I even thinking that 

"Let's go now" He said. 

"When you get up there, do not talk to anyone just keep walking okay?" 

I turned to look up at him to see his jaw is clenched and a cold face showing no emotion. 

Oh yeah that's right his a god damn mafia leader. 

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