Reunion

Kiara

Present, age 20

All these 4 years my life was perfect no annoying nagging, no conversations with dad, I even had a secret bf but I forgot this peace isn't forever. The devil is back and this whole party at the de luca mansion is for his arrival cause apparently he conquered a huge territory and it was a whole bloodbath.

From the whole collection I choose the most modest one, i was just sipping champagne when I saw him decending from the stairs and I literally held my breath. Dark hair perfectly pushed back , he had gotten even taller. He had muscles but not the crazy muscles. He was talking to Tristan as he walked down stairs and swiftly took a glass of whiskey from the moving waiters tray.

He started attending his guests when I rolled my eyes and went to a random table and took a wine glass wanting to be away from him as possible. As I was enjoying my temporary peace a guy that was my dad's age came up to me and started to get all talkative with me... Soon touchy as well. Suddenly a deep yet smooth as velvet voice roared "is there a problem Mr salvatore?"

"no no, I was just talking to this pretty lady" talking my foot he was eyeing Me! Aryan hummed before saying

"well this lovely lady is my wife." as soon as he said that the colour drained from that man's face and he excused himself... Turning to Aryan after freeing myself from him.

"I'm not your wife."

"well you will be in a few days, so get familiar with the term"

"I'm not a object to be owned"

"but you'll still be mine in the end whether you like it or not"

"hope you get sick you jerk!"

A deep chuckle escaped his mouth as he slightly bend to my eye level and looked at me up and down before biting the corner of his lip.

"control yourself miss Kiara... I don't want to break you now as it would ruin all the fun after marriage. Believe me when I saw I'll break without even touching you." a shiver ran down my spine.

His gray eyes told it clearly that he wasn't lying when he said he will break me in the worst possible way without even touching me.

 He went back to his full height before smirking and walking away, a tear slid down my left cheek I was shocked as I wiped it. I didn't even feel like crying but that tear said otherwise, staring at his back I clenched my fists. I don't want to marry him...but if I do, I will make sure to make his life hell with all my might...

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A few days later I was called to my dad's study, he was sitting on his chair behind a huge table smoking a cigar. "I called you here to tell you that your marriage with Aryan will be this Friday."

Gathering all my courage I held my head up "what if I'm not pure?" he chuckled and took a puff before letting the smoke fill the air "then according to the traditions you'll still be married to Aryan, and if he refuses because of your lack of purity , you will be going to the place all girls fear.. A brothel."

My heart dropped to my stomach as I felt a wave of nausea hit me. My own father wanting to send me to that helk hole hit like a punch to the gut. I can't let that happen to myself.

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