The Mafia Lord’s Bride

I returned back to the living room after I was much pleased with my dressing. I had myself dressed in a crop top, just stopped exactly at my navel and a mummy jean. I made sure to use the right amount of perfume as Peter wasn’t a fan of strong perfumes, and I choose to abide by that.“I am back.” I announced, running a hand through my hair. I met peter munching away on the food I prepared earlier while he uses his other hand to control the game pad. He nods his head without glancing my way. I put on all this energy to look good for nothing?I am starting to get used to things peter does out of the line; the thing about peter is that playing online games comes first. It was something I had to learn the hard way and I have so far gotten to it. I got a small amount which will be enough to feed my stomach and headed to refrigerator to get some wine and beer can for Peter—I wasn’t eighteen, I know, but I just can’t help it. “Can you help me with one please?” Peter asked.“Sure.” I replied

I should have ran away a long time ago, i hate my life, i hate my family, most especially I hate my dad, my father is too wicked and stone hearted to actually be the one who birthed me, i really wish it’s possible to be able to decide the kind of family I get to be born in. I’m in such a huge mess. “Jean,jean..open the door,let me in my darling daughter,please hear me out,” my mother shrugged as she kept knocking gently on my door. I had ran upstairs to my room, banged and locked my door right after my dad broke the news that’s about to ruin my entire life. I heard my mom’s teary voice behind my door but I ignored,I have no words to say to her, all my brain could process for me right now is to cry. My mom is too helpless, she is never allowed to make a decision in this family,now I’m sure this was the reason why she was arguing over the phone with my dad. She definitely disagreed with this opinion but when it comes to my dad, absolutely no one can tell him what to do or mak

“Come have your seat,” Zayn said at the sight of Jean walking fast towards the table with a smile that looks extremely fake on her face. “Thanks,” I replied as I pulled the chair gently and sat down comfortably. I looked at my dad and it was impossible for my brain to compose the right words to use for him, how could be be this desperate,how could he about his daughter feelings, he looked away when he noticed my eyes staring at him intensely to make him a little bit uncomfortable and I did this on purpose. “Hope your boys are listening to your orders and ain’t giving you any sort of problems?,” Mr Walter asked Zayn as he broke the silence. “No, not at all, they listen to orders and carry out their duties perfectly, it’s not easy being the leader like you know well, I have to carry them along and ensure they have perfect skills for every operation that I ask them to carry out.” Zayn replied mr walters befire he took a spoonful in his mouth. I watched both of them discuss bu

“How and why would you refuse to eat with me, when did you start these silly attitudes of not eating alone without your parents,” my dad said as he barged into my room without knocking, I stared at him with so much anger in my heart, I really wish I was born into some other family and I have a different father, I don’t care if he is not as buoyant as my dad financially, so far I’ll be happy and also be able to make some vital decisions in my life, so far I will not be treated as some bait, so far I won’t be grounded because I was adamant to heed to whatever he wants, so far he will not want to trade my happiness for the success of whatever deal. “I’m sorry dad, I just felt headache that’s why I wanted to eat alone,” I said as I moved closer to my dad , I heard my mom running towards my room, she definitely knows what her husband is capable of whenever he gets angry, I decided to smile at him and pretend just so that I can find a way to leave this house for a while, I already know

“It's almost time for dinner, Jean,let me go downstairs so I’ll tell the chef the kind of meal to prepare. You would join us at the dining table tonight too, right?,” my mom asked me as she stood up from my bed and began to place her slide into her feet properly. “Yes mom, I’m fine with dad now, I have absolutely no reason to eat separately,whenever the food is ready just ask one of them to come call me and also I’ll be coming to check up on you from time to time.” I said as I reached for my thick duvet and used it to cover my body comfortably in bed. “Okay baby,” my Mom replied happily then headed outside my room and closed my door behind her. The joy that my mom felt in her heart was extremely impossible for her to hide, she just kept smiling sheepishly. I’m now extremely happy that lines are falling into places for me, my plans will eventually fall into implementation for me, I’m happy, I’m happy that even though my family is so messed up and I’m going to be getting marr