My New Life
I woke up to my dad yelling at me to pack my bags. I know you think we are going on a vacation or something. But it's the complete opposite of that. I mean this is the worst reason for packing bags. I'm not going on a trip or visiting. Guess where I'm packing off for? My owner. Yes, that's true you heard me.
My dad is selling me. I know it sounds funny and crazy but that's the truth. I'm being sold and married off to someone I hate the most.
Flashback...
"Please, Luca. Please, you can take anything I have but please just spare my life. Please My dad sobbed while on the phone.
And then his sobbing decreased, "Alright, I will get her ready for you tomorrow."
Then the line went down with my dad staring at me with a look on his face that seemed like fear, guilt or pity. I can't differentiate.
Then he spoke, "Camila get ready, you're getting married...."
"What! What do you mean by I'm getting married Dad? How can I be getting married?", I yell stopping him halfway.
"You heard me, Camilla. You're marrying Luca and he will be coming to pick you up tomorrow, so pack your stuff. "
I laughed. Could he be serious here? I mean my dad is always serious... No fvck!! He can't be serious. How can I get married? At a young age. Like why??
"I know you are thinking why but Honey that's the best for you and me. I owe him one million dollars that I borrowed for your mother's treatment and I can't pay back because I lost my job honey. And you know that more than anybody."
"So what does this have to do with me? Why should I marry him? How's that paying off your debt and? ", I cried.
"Because I don't have anything to give him, okay? I'm broke as f**k and you are the only thing he wanted.
I'm sorry Camilla but I'm cut off here. Like completely. There's nothing I can do about it. Everyone knows that Luca is a dangerous man. If we fail to oblige he will k! Let us both. This is the best option, baby. Please just hear me out."
"No Dad, you aren't sorry. Damn, you and your f*****g sorry. I h@te you. "
I screamed walking out of him.
Back from flashback.....
After crying about the fact that my dad who I trusted so much was marrying off to a total stranger, I just gave up. I mean where would I run to that the dangerous and well-known mafia mobster, Luca wouldn't find me?
This is my only way of living now.
Get married.
Survive.
Simple and short. Because that's what my dad has limited me to. All my dreams are gone and done. I wouldn't be able to be a fashion designer again. I'm just going to be a mafia housewife now.
And just then, a 2022 BMW model rolled into our compound with great speed. Then two tall and bulky guys that looked like bouncers who work in a club stepped out of the front seat of the car and opened the backseat, bowing.
And he stepped out. Yes you know who I mean. My soon-to-be husband.