THIRD PERSON’S POV:
Bianca was having dinner with her mom and dad, seated next to each other and in front of her with both of her brothers on each of her sides, with her paternal grandparents at each end of the table. Suddenly, her father, Lorenzo Rossi, broke the silence and started to tell everyone about the threat they are currently in, as their spy has informed them about the war Greeks are planning against the Italians and how allying with a powerful mafia is crucial. Then suddenly he looked at Bianca or should I stay stared at her and said “As we know Russian mafia is one of the strongest and share the same beef as us against the Greeks so I proposed the idea of Bianca getting married to the heir of the Russian mafia, Alexander Petrov, as to form an alliance and I am delighted as Mr. Sergey has agreed for this proposal.” As Bianca heard this, her mind went blank. She was trying to process the information her father had given her right now, but as much as she tried, she couldn’t think of anything. Bianca knew this day would come, that she has to marry someone just to ally and with time she had accepted her fate but she didn’t knew that this day would come so soon, she just her higher secondary education a month ago and her father has already planning to get her married and that too with the man who is feared by all the mafias in this world. She had heard several things about Alexander, and not one of them helped her feel excited about getting married to him; actually, all those facts she had heard so far made her feel like the most vulnerable girl in this whole world. She was well versed with mafia business, it was an advantage to have 2 brothers to learn all this with, if she had been the only child, she would have never even gotten to know abt any of this. While Bianca was busy processing all this, her elder brother, Matteo, nudged her, making her come back to reality, with everyone looking at her. She was speechless.
BIANCA’S POV:
“I hope you will understand the reason behind my decision and not disappoint me,…….like always,” Father said.
I felt my whole world breaking down, I am not a crybaby. I haven’t cried in front of anyone since I was 12, and even right now I was trying to hold back mt tears. “Father, I turned 18 6 months ago, and you want me to get married, and that too with Alexander Petrov. You didn’t even think about asking me my choice before u made that decision. I can’t get married to Alexander. You cannot force me to.” I said, feeling the jolt of anger inside me.e I could see father getting furious about the tone I was talking in and the words I was saying, but right now I couldn’t care less. This was a life-changing decision. How can he take this without even talking to me once about it?t.
“HOW DARE U TALK TO ME LIKE THAT? DO I NEED TO REMIND YOU OF THE DISAPPOINTMENT YOU HAVE HAD SINCE YOU WERE BORN?. YOU ARE A GIRL. THIS IS UR DUTY TOWARDS US. GET MARRIED IN A REPUTED FAMILY N MAKE AN ALLIANCE. WHAT’S SO HARD ABOUT THIS TO UNDERSTAND? AND I HAVE ALL THE RIGHTS TO MAKE THIS TYPE OF DECISION FOR YOU. AFTER ALL, I M THE ONE WHO PROVIDES FOR U AFTER U GET MARRIED, I WON’T SAY A THING. HELL I WONT EVEN SEE UR FACE BUT UNTIL THEN U HAVE TO LIVE AND DO AS PHAT I SAY………………” I couldn’t hear anything. Nowww I went all blank, my body stopped supporting me. I just ran into my oom locked the doo,r and started crying. My life is ruined now. I can’t do anything. I wish I were dead.
2 DAYS PASSED:
I haven’t left my room since the past 2days. Its Antonio’s 17th birthday today, I’ll go and wish him, and ofc attend his birthday party, I will try my best to ignore father. With that thought I started my daily activities like nothing had happened. I didn’t talk with anyone in the house except Antonio.
I am getting ready for Antonio’s birthday party, all father’s friends, most of the people associated with the mafia world, and Antonio’s friends will be present. It will be a grand party; I know, ow and I need to get ready accordingly,y though I didn’t want to,o but what can I sa, you gotta do some things for your family, it's your duty.
I could feel my father’s gaze burning holes into my skin, but I didn’t look back and was busy enjoying the party with Antonio’s girlfriend. Suddenly, he called me in the sweetest tone possible, I could sense something wasn’t right. As I turned back, I saw a 6’3 well well-built man standing beside my father, and he was none other than the person I wanted to run away from, my to-be husband, Alexander Petrov. I didn’t even try putting up a fake smile for that man, and I could feel the same intention from him; he was standing rock stiff with a blank expression like he was forced into this just like me, but I must admit he is………… Hotot, I mean like I have seen better, but still not bad. As I was stepping closer to them, I don’t know why my heartbeat started to accelerate like any moment it could just get tired and stop, and I would be lying if I said I wanted it to stop. “Alexander as you know this is my daughter, Bianca, your future wife, I hope u both get started with good terms, I have some guests to attend and Bianca will company u for the time being, enjoy son” father said while eyeing me, I understood his msg as he went away from us we had an awkward silence between ourselves but I could feel him staring at me like he was thinking something very deep. I couldn’t find words to talk to him, and as I was already exhausted, I just stopped thinking and led him to the bar where both of us sat and ordered our drinks.
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