Gifts

Chapter 11 – Betrothed–1

I’m laying back on my bed, all cried out, when I hear a knock at my door. I raise my head and groan inwardly. What’s next?

Before I can get up to answer it, the door creeks open a little. I sigh. No such thing as privacy in the Mafia palace.

“Fay?”

My mouth drops open as I hear a voice that I recognize. I’m too shocked to speak as I see him peek around the door, smiling shyly.

“Are you okay, Fay?”

Daniel. I just stare at him.

He grimaces and comes into the room, pressing the door shut behind him. Then he leans back on it, staring at me, quirking his mouth into that sweet smile I used to love.

I groan and lay my head back on my pillows. “Go away, Daniel. We can talk about our engagement later.”

“Fay,” he says, and I can hear the apology in his voice. I hear him come closer to the bed. “Come on, Fay,” he says. “It could be worse.”

I open my eyes and glare at him. “Are you serious, Daniel?”

He shrugs and again gives me that charming smile, sliding his

“Shh!” He puts a hand out towards me and looks anxiously at the door. “Seriously, Fay, watch what you say. We can’t talk about that sort of thing here.”

I glance at the closed door, confused. “Can they hear us in here?”

“My dad has ears everywhere,” he murmurs. He turns back to me. “Are you mad at me?”

awkward. I never wanted to see Daniel ever again, let alone have this weird conversation about why I didn’t want to be his mafia bride

who loves me. Not to someone who is only marrying me because of who my father is, and certainly not someone

gives me a worrying look and I sigh, watching my words.

to

next to me on the bed, reaching out an arm to put around my shoulders. I shoot him a look, though, and he pulls his arm

about this, Fay,” he says quietly. “Not all marriages work out anyway, and at least we know we like each other.”

up at him, aghast.

this, Daniel? Don’t you want to marry someone you love?”

someone, Fay,” he says, shrugging, his voice defeated. “This is not a world where what I want, personally, really matters. And with you, well. At least I know

huff a laugh

broke up!” Daniel continues, trying to be upbeat. “And I really am sorry about what happened in the coffee shop. But isn’t it kind of weird that we found each

say, looking at him with all of my pain showing. I can’t help it – he was my first

a husband who is unfaithful to me,”

I’m a girl.

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Gifts

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skittering for the door.

nod fervently at this.

me and I’m surprised

going out to him. “Why is it such a big deal? It’s the twenty–first century – it’s so backwards to think that way

his head and looking down at the floor. “It’s a different world here, Fay – that’s why I spend so much time outside of it, at school,

old, maybe more. And tradition is everything, family is everything. If I don’t get married, don’t have kids to carry on the family line…not only will they consider me a failure,

study Daniel’s perfect face, feeling for him. He’s trapped and

he knows it

what they do to people like me, Fay?” Daniel asks, turning to look at

not even wanting to

beat the crap out of them,” he says, “make them denounce their sexuality, who they are, and if they do it again,

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