I jolted backwards in disgust.
"Why are you touching me?!" I shouted. "Why have you brought me here? What the hell is going on?!"
I turned to Dad, furiously demanding some answers.
"Dad, why aren't you stopping him?!" I yelled. "He's trying to touch me! Are these the types of bastards you do business with?!"
Marcello grabbed hold of my hair, tugging at it so hardly that I let out a scream, and tears began falling down my cheeks.
I couldn't stop them from falling. I cried out in pain, wishing that he would stop.
"Please, don't hurt her!" Dad cried out, in a pleading voice. "Please, Marcello! This wasn't the deal! This wasn't what we agreed on!"
"Now you better learn to treat me with some respect, bitch..." Marcello murmured in a low tone, ignoring my father's cries, his face so close to mine that I could feel his breath on my neck. "That's no way to speak to your future husband."
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Beauty and the Beast: A Dark Arranged Marriage Mafia Romance
RomanceThey say if you keep dancing with the devil you'll get burned. I'd been destined for hell my whole damn life. Living a life of sin, hurting so many people who didn't deserve to be hurt. Except she was the opposite of me. She was like an angel. Who w...
