Arranged date

Lana's point of view.

I had waited for the day to dawn, cause my parent arranged a date for me without being certain I'm willing to forge.

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I stood by my window side gazing at the full moon, waiting for my dad to finally come tell me he would listen to what I have to say about this.

Honestly I'm not contented with the idea of me going on a date with a mafia prince. I don't want to spend the rest of my life with someone who would derive joy in inflicting pain on another person.

How would he love our children?, would he even care about me?, what if he tries to hurt me too?,I'm worried sick about this, it really sticks out in my mind.

My room door creaks as I slowly turned to the door knob to see who it was. The house keeper was at the door, she looked at me with pity in her eyes and said "

it's time for you to take your leave miss Lana"

I looked at my self in the mirror and said. " you are going to be fine " to cover up my true feelings, I put on a fake smile as I walked out of my room down the stairs while my father was waiting.

He greeted me with a big smile " look at how beautiful and elegant you have grown to be my daughter"

" Dad don't think I'm flattered" he came forward and embraced me.

" You'll be happy, i promise"

" D..Dad." he held me by my shoulder and said " say no more, we are behind time."

My dad held my hand as he walked me out of the house.

The driver pulled open door. As I got in the car hoping my dad was going with me, he shut the door, I was utterly confused about what was going on.

I said to the driver " wha..what is going on, do not take me any where.".

He made a straight face" I'm sorry miss Lana I'm just doing my job." Then drove off.

At this point I didn't know how to feel, so I decided I was going to escape the moment we get there. We got to an estate and the driver picked his phone and made a phone call.

" Hello I'm from Mr Trump, we are here." I was starting to feel like I was kidnapped, I could hear my heart beat. After the phone call the gate suddenly opens itself.

The driver then pulled open the car, he said " it's time for you to leave ma'am"

" I thought we were having the date at a restaurant?"

" I was asked to bring you here ma'am"

" I don't understand"

" you are behind time ma'am, I shall take my leave" I got down and i looked around . The house was made with glass and was undeniably eye-catching with view towards the woods beyond.

Three men dressed like hit men moved closer to me, one of them then said to me " follow me ma'am" I'm still very lost in all this, I don't know where they are taking me, I don't know who I'm seeing!

As we walked pass the garden to the pool side, there was a table set up, it was plain black with the chairs, the flowers arranged were black too and I was told to have my sit.

I sat as I waited for over ten minutes, all I thought was

How am I going to get away from this well secured place!

As I took a glimpse through the house, there was a tall man, he was dressed in a formal clothing looking like a body guard walking majestically towards me with a smirk plastered on his face. He sat right in front of me and gazed into my eyes as my eyes widen in fear.

" Are you scared? " He asked as he raised his brows.

" I'm not" I said.

" Indeed, I am Damian Williams a.k.a the mafia prince, I am a very popular and respected man in the society and you are about to be mine" with a smile plastered on his face.

" I'm not yours." I said.

" The only way to keep your family name as the one richest in the united kingdom is to marry me, you know that."

" I'm not doing this" I said as I stood and banged the table with my hands.

"Wait please" he said with a soft whisper and suddenly grasped my hand.

I looked away from him as he continued to plead like his life depends on it.

" Okay, let go of my hand." I heaved a euphoric sigh of relief. I sat back down and then he let go of my hand, I wouldn't lie he was more delightful than I thought.

He then said " you are Lana right?"

" Yes Lana trump, I am the only daughter of my family and I have no say in my life. I don't want to marry you, I want to be a novelist and become an independent woman.

" Please let's not talk about that." He said trying to divert the conversation.

" I'm twenty three and I'm about to get married to you." I had told him what he wanted to hear.

" Well then, we shall get married soon."