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One year has passed since I left America to come live with my dad in Italy. It was horrible, dad taught me to fight everyday but it was all worth it Alice and her sister Eve were back in LA, thriving in their business just like I expected. They were both doing really good and free.

As for me things were really different, my wedding date was drawing nearer. my dad had arranged a marriage for me, I didn't want to get married so soon in fact I never dreamt of getting married let alone be in a relationship.

After I got cheated on in my last relationship I was really heartbroken. I never wanted to have anything to do with any man especially a man four times my age with a huge tummy and receding hairline.

whether I wanted it to happen or not it was happening already, I didn't even have a say In this. afterall I already promised dad to do this even before I got to Italy.

The day for my pickup was finally here, my dad checked his watch for the tenth time. the man was 1 hour late, I could see the anger on my dad's face

"maybe he isn't coming anymore" I said more to myself than to my dad. "Dad, even if he comes call of the deal cus he wasted our time" I said loud enough for him to hear this time.

Spending more time with my dad has made me see another side of him, I always thought he was wicked

but over the past few months I started doubting if he wasn't the devil in disguise. He was a monster out here . He and his men always carried guns everywhere they went and everywhere here is securely armed.

It wasn't like this back in LA.

"Princess this man we're dealing with is more dangerous than you think, i know you're upset for his lateness and all but when he gets here you have to be on your best behaviour. This man will kill me or you without even thinking twice"

"So why must I marry him? I asked half screaming and half in tears.

"is this what you really want for me? "living with a man who can shoot my brain out just cus I don't lay his bed right or because I didn't cook his food well?

"Princess-"

Albert is coming.

Dad was cut off by a guard, he stood up immediately and adjusted his outfit I've never seen him try so hard to please someone.

My attention was on the door, i was waiting to see the man i cursed my life with and from the way dad speaks of him I might probably be dead before sunrise. At least it was better than making my Alice turn to a sex worker in one of his hotels. If she ever got sold off to one of those stinking mafia lords I would be unable to forgive myself or live with the guilt.

my only prayer now was for him to be close to his death age so i wouldn't have to surffer for too long. five more minutes passed before heavy footsteps could be heard approaching the office. i closed my eyes untll i heard the door open, my eyes widened as he walked in dressed in an all black suit with his black silky hair brushed to the back. he was fifty years younger than i expected, ne couldn't have been older than 28.

"some people age like fine wine tho", i thought he was sexy, i'd give him that.

His sculptred body allowed me to see his muscles bulging from under his shirt, his facial expression was serious not even a smile on his face. when he reached wher me and my dad were standing, i streched out my arm with a polite smile. "you must be Albert, i'm Greta." He just looked at me from head to toe and then faced dad. "do you have it?" i couldnt help but feel stabbed in the chest. He totally ignored me dad faked a laugh, yes sir it's right here. He streched his hand and tried to collected the document from dad but dad moved away.

"with all due respect Mr Albert, i cannot just give you my title deeds without you ensuring that you'll marry my daughter."

He looked at me and sighed, "I'll take her"

I was so angry, was I something he could just walk into a store and pick off the shelf?

"No, I'm not getting married to this man dad. He couldn't even come early to his own 'wedding." I glared at him.

my dad's eyes widened, he shit me a disgusted look before. " Don't mind her, she likes to make jokes."

" I'm not getting married to him and that's final." I screamed

He finally turned to me and showed his face. He took two steps before his tall body was leaning over mine

My father's eyes widened as he shook his head. "Don't listen to her. She likes to make jokes."

"I'm not marrying him."

He finally turned to me and showed his face.

He took two steps forward before his tall, lean figure towered over mine.

"Look woman, you have no say in this. Whether you like it or not, I will marry you if that is what it takes to get your father's title deeds," he harshly said to me.

My hands turned into fists and I looked over to dad.

"Are you just going to make him talk to me like that?" I asked dad but he looked down.

I turned to glare at him but he didn't seem too impressed.

He turned back to papa. "Give it." dad held on to the documents with shaky hands.

"Please, she is my only daughter."

Albert stretched out his hand for the deeds. "Once we are married, I will protect her."

dad loosened his grip and gave the papers to Albert.

Once the papers were in his hands, he turned around and gave me one last glance before walking to the door.

"Wait!" dad shouted and he halted but didn't look back. "What about-"

"Everything will be handled. Just makesure the girl complies," he said.

Without another word, he left.

I glared at dad. "What was that!?"

He looked down. "Look, princess, Albert is a very powerful man. He and another man run these streets of Italy. You will be well protected if you are his wife. No one would want to mess with his property."

"I am no one's property dad!"I argued. "I'm only twenty six, dad!"

He sighed. "Princess, I told already that you don't have to marry if you don't want to. You just have to sell that best friend of yours to Albert."

Flashbacks of Alice calling me selfish appeared.

I can't do this to her. She wants to own her own beauty parlor and live in America. Who am I to stop her?

"No, I want to marry but why can't it be to someone else? You taught me how to fight. I can handle myself. I don't need his protection."

Dad rubbed his forehead. "Princess, you don't understand. This man is not asking me for my title deeds, it is more like an order. I cannot just give it to him without getting some form of benefit."

"Dad, please," I begged.

"He is single and you are single. You will be both wed and that is it. He is the most eligible groom for you. It is either you marry him or Alice gets sold to him.

I will not give up my property without getting some form of benefit."

"Why does he need your deeds? I'm sure he is rich enough to buy his own things."

Dad rubbed his beard. "It looks like he is trying to gain power. He is planning something and whatever it is, it's no good."

I dropped to my knees. "Dad, please don't do this. He is already mean to me. Did you see how he ignored me when I introduced myself?"

Dad slammed his hand on the table which made me flinch a little.

"You are to be wed to him. End of discussion!"