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?”

feeling 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 just because our parents promised us to each

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

me a worrying look and

isn’t attracted to me,” I

on the bed, reaching out an arm to put around my

all marriages work out anyway, and at least we know we like each other.”

look up at him, aghast. Is

this, Daniel? Don’t you want to

world where what I want, personally, really matters. And with

huff a laugh at this.

But isn’t it kind of weird that we found each other out there on our own anyway,

looking at him with all of my pain showing. I can’t help it – he was my first love, and he totally betrayed me,

is

I lower my voice to a hiss. “And I don’t want a husband who is into men, considering I’m a girl. Do you

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Gifts

– Betrothed–2

his eyes skittering for the door. “I get

nod fervently at

about there. Please,” he turns worried eyes to me and I’m surprised to

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

get married, don’t have kids to carry on the family line…not only will they consider me a failure, but it will cause massive chaos

Daniel’s perfect face, feeling for him. He’s

he knows it

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

shake my head no, not even

out of them,” he says, “make them denounce their sexuality, who

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