"Absolutely not!" My father yells from his brown leather chair.
Deno and I are seated on the two front chairs, studying the man who raised us from afar after my mother's death.
In the last hour, we have explained the situation to him. I told my father about Amariya, who has gone AWOL. Deno informed him about Lucca, who's now actively looking for Mischa. And lastly, a possible marriage between Aliyana and myself happening in the near future.
And like we predicted; he wasn't surprised Amariya was gone. He lost his s**t about Lucca, calling him an ungrateful brat and banged his hands on the table. And now, he has refused my marriage to Aliyana. My father is predictable and a hard-headed man.
"We had an agreement when you came in this door 6-years-ago with the same story about that f*
