Cʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 2

ℙ𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕖 𝕕𝕠 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕣𝕠𝕟𝕘 𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕪𝕡𝕠𝕤. 𝕋𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕜 𝕪𝕠𝕦! ℍ𝕠𝕡𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕖𝕟𝕛𝕠𝕪~

Cʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 2

...|A ᴜ ᴛ ʜ ᴏ ʀ ' s P O V|...

Tapping her fingers on the tabletop,our protagonist sighs in boredom and annoyance. It has been half an hour and the person her father wants to introduce is yet to appear.

"Papa,how much longer~?"She whined,casting a frown upon her flawless face.

"Victoria,I told you to be patient."Her father growls at her,his temper rising on the surface. Soon enough,he'll snap.

"No,I'm done."Victoria retorts,standing up from the ivory furniture. She stood tauntingly in front of her father,as though challenging him to stop her.

"Victoria. Sit. Back. Down."Suo padre tried to compel,his eyes warning her not to cause a scene.

Victoria merely scoffs at him and turned the walked towards the exit,ushering for Alec to follow her and walked out,leaving her father dumbfounded.

~•~

...|V ɪ ᴄ ᴛ ᴏ ʀ ɪ ᴀ ' s P O V|...

The look plastered on my father's face was hilarious! He didn't actually think I would just sit there and wait patiently like an obedient daughter right? Truth is,I disobeyed him for two reasons. One,I'm getting tired of waiting. Two,my personal assistant,Stacey,told me about my father's plans. He wants to introduce me to some rich guy from another clan and marry me off. Like hell I would marry someone I haven't even seen before. I'm not some pawn on his chess game.

In fact,he is the pawn in my chess game.

"Victoria?"

A familiar voice snapped me out of my dilly-dally. I spun in my heels and shot Vincenzo a questioning gaze.

"Yes,Vincenzo?"

"Would you like to take an evening stroll?"

I contemplated for a while. Should I go with him or not? I mean,it's only an evening stroll. Still though,he could be a threat. Our clans had been rivals for long.

In the end,I agreed and sent Alec to the limousine by himself. Currently,me and Vicenzo are walking side by side,a fair amount of distance between us. I was admiring the flowers in the garden as they illuminated underneath the moonlight.

"Hai dei bellissimi occhi,angioletta."He compliments,breaking the slightly awkward and uncomfortable silence.

"Grazie,principino."

He scowls and flexed his biceps to me,shooting me the are-you-sure-about-that look. I simply giggled softly in response. Again,the awkward silence fell upon us.

"So,why did you suddenly requested a walk?"I finally spoke up.

He seemed to tense up a little,looking away,muttering something underneath his breath.

"Why id tu tan os?"He mumbled.

"I'm sorry I didn't catch that. Puoi per favore ripeterlo di nuovo?"

He halts,turning to stare at me with those captivating emerald orbs that I seem to have been fond of. We stood there,lost in each other's eyes,I could see my image reflecting in his,indicating that his focus is solely on me.

"Why did you run off?"He asks quietly,his voice,demeanor and stare relying the message that he's serious. I arched a brow at him,averting my eyes somewhere else,breaking the stare down. I stayed silent.

"You caused quite a scene that I happened to have witnessed and suddenly ran off."He elaborates. His explanation was quite believable but I could sense an underlying bluff beneath it. It's like he is trying to hide something. Searching his eyes for any sign to determine what it is,I found none. His eyes were emotionless.

I sighed and looked up to the moon,revelling in its beauty for the nth time tonight.

"My father wants to marry me off."I soughed to myself,shutting my eyes.

"Oh,don't you want to get married?"

That made me upset. I turned to him,about to shout and lecture him when the view knocked those thoughts away. My breath hitched as my gaze travelled to his plump lips. He was standing close,really close. Our lips were inches away from meeting,his breath fanning my face.

"Perhaps if your betrothed is me,would you agree to your father's plans?"

~•~

I laid on my bed,staring at the ceiling. Vicenzo's words echoed in my mind,giving me an unsettling feeling inside. Eh,it doesn't matter. I'm too tired. Forcing myself to smile and be polite with all those guests was exhausting.

I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep.

~•~

...|V ɪ ɴ ᴄ ᴇ ɴ ᴢ ᴏ ' s P O V|...

I stared at the moon up above the sky,its radiance and brightness reminding me of a certain heiress that I seem to have taken fond of. Her innocent face hiding her true nature. Her porcelain skin glowing underneath the moonlight just like the flowers around. The stars twinkling like her eyes do as she admired the garden. She's the most beautiful woman I've ever met. Yet she is the most dangerous one as well.

I know that our clans had been a long-time rivals now,making it harder to convince them to let Victoria be with me.

Despite this,I can't help but long for her,yearn for her. It's not the usual lust I normally feel due to the manly hormones,it's different. It's like every time I see her,there would be butterflies flying around in my stomach,my nerves shake im a good way. Whenever I touch her,or accidentally did,even the slightest graze of my skin upon hers,causes goosebumps and little sparks through my entire body. I can't help but feel drawn.

I chuckled,thinking about how lovestruck I sounded. Can you imagine? The heir of the Italian mafia--the most dangerous mafia in the world-- falling in love. Oh how life had taken turns. I remember promising to myself never to fall,it'll only burden me. But look at me now,helplessly falling in love with a girl I just met. Well,not exactly just met. I met her back when we were children,though I'm sure she doesn't remember it anymore.

"My father wants to marry me off."

That line seems to make me mad,and I don't know why. Maybe it's because I hate how his father is treating her like an object he can just give--no-- sell to someone. Maybe it's the fact that I don't want her to be someone else's bride. I think it's both though. Just imagining her walking down the aisle,another groom waiting for her standing on the altar makes me want to kill someone.

"Vincenzo? Che stai a fare ancora qui? Pensavo avessi detto che hai delle cose di cui occuparti?"

I heard a familiar voice behind me. Turning around,I was met with my father's figure,crossing his arms and shooting me a suspicious look in his eyes despite his stoic features.

"I was just enjoying the moon."I answered,looking back up to the Luna above. I could see my father taken aback from the corner of my eyes.

"Sto parlando con mio figlio?"His voice seemed to be in doubt.

Scoffing,I turned to him again.

"Ovviamente."

"Hmm...Ohh...I get it now. Who's the girl?"

My eyes widened. How did he know?

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