The mafia I married

7

Play this song in the ballroom scene!
~Lover by Taylor Swift~

I get into my room and my dress is hanging on my wardrobe. It's dark green and very long. It has a silky material and looks really good. The straps are made with diamonds and with it they have given me a silver bag to match the straps. The heals are really pretty too. Shiny.

I get ready all day to look perfect. I put on my makeup then on with my dress. I look myself in the mirror. I don't think I've ever felt prettier. I smile at myself in the mirror. The only thing now is to zip the dress.

My hands won't reach my back. And I don't want anyone doing it for me. They will see my scars my father left me. I try again and again. Trying to reach the zipper.

"Fucking zipper" I shout getting annoyed.

"You need help with that?" Ezra says from behind me. How long has he been there. I nod and hesitate to move my hair. Hoping the dress covers my scars.

He walks up behind me standing so very close. He puts his hand on the zipper but stops there. His eyes are staring at my back. Slowly his fingers touches my back. Following the scars with his fingers. "Please don't" I say as a whisper. He stops and zips my dress.

I turn around and face him eyes closed. "Who did this to you?" He demands. I shake my head not wanting to tell him. I try to smile. "Is it true what my father said, that you get hit at home?" Ezra asks. I don't answer but it's enough for him.

"I'll kill him" he says but I shake my head.
"It's not that easy. He swore that if we ever did something to him he would kill all of us."

"He has guys who will finish what he didn't. My family will die, what ever you do you can't kill him. Trust me I've wanted to." I say out of fear.

He sighs getting frustrated. His hands clench into fists. "I will do it Amelia" he says not listening to me.
"No Ezra you have to trust me on this, he won't ever hurt anyone again, I can't put my family in danger" I say stopping every plan he had to kill father. He clenches his jaw out of anger.

"I won't kill him now but if he ever touches you again I will make him regret it" he says. Since when did he care so much about my life. I don't know what got into me but I lean in on him. Resting my head on his chest.

I realize what I'm doing and back of quickly. "I didn't mean to do that" I say and we both try to not think much about it when we leave the house.

This place is like a castle. So big stairs down to the dance floor. A big chandelier at the center of the room. People laughing and talking. I've never been to a ball before. Ezra leaves me to talk to some guys about business I think.

I walk around the place. The buffet looking delicious. I take two plates and fill them with food. Walking back to Ezra I interrupt their conversation. "I got us some food can we sit down for a minute" I say to him as I smile to the other guys. "Talk to you later" he says to the guys and we walk to a table to sit down.

I place the plates in front of us. He only looks at his plate. "I didn't know what you liked so I got you all" I say as I start to eat. He takes some bites of his food then stops eating. "You got me like the whole table" he says and I smile. "Yea so eat it, don't waste it." I say.

Now go play: Lover by Taylor swift! Trust me it's worth it.

After a while he stands up.
"What are you doing" I ask watching him.

"Asking my wife to dance with me" he says teasingly. I take his hand as we walk up to the dance floor. It's fun how everyone here thinks we are a couple but the truth is we don't even like each other. We hate being around each other. We were both forced to do this and just play along.

He carefully places his hands on my back. I place mine over his shoulders connecting them behind his head. We are closer than ever. Eyes staring into each other. We rock back and forth to the music.

His hand drops a little further down. Almost touching my ass. "What are you doing" I say. "Showing everyone you're mine" he tells making my cheeks heat up. Why am I blushing.

"Shut up, and move your hands" I say and so he does. Respectful. I like when he does as I say. I laugh at that. Usually he never listens. He watches me laugh.
And something crazy happens.
Something so rare.
His gaze softens.
This scary, cold man disappears.

Looking only at him makes me realize he would never hurt me and I'm sure of that now. I was so scared before but now I know it. Behind all of this cruelty there is a normal man. A man with a mask. Never showing his true self.

"Did you know no one at school dares to talk with me or even come close to me after what you did to Jayden." I tell him staring into his eyes.

"They better not" he says. He steps a little closer to make it seem like we are in love.

After a moment of silence he says "I'm getting used to you around me and that never happens"

"Really?" I ask heat running up my face. Hoping the makeup covers the redness.

"Even with all the talking?" I ask because I know how much he hates when I talk.
He nods as we keep on dancing.

"We are good at this don't you think?" I ask.

"Yea and the fact that we can do this even when we hate one another is impressive" he says and this time I nod in response.

He smiles this time exposing his perfectly straight teeth. "I like when you smile" tell him. But it fades as quickly as it showed.

When the song ends we walk back to our seats.

But something stops me in place.

Jayden is here kissing another girl. What the fuck.

Ballroom trope! Aren't they so perfect?! Jayden ruining the moment🙄