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I always thought I was Johnny Badass. And that I could get through basically any kind of crisis with grit.
I thought I’d be steely.
I thought I’d give them hell on all fronts.
Not cower and tremble.
As I took the glass from him, I raised it cautiously to my lips.
If I hadn’t heard him bitch at his man about hurting me, I would have probably thought the water was poisoned. I groaned, my dry mouth reveling in the cool water sliding down my throat.
Tension permeated the room as he looked at me.
“I’m going to ransom you,” he said. I choked lightly on the liquid and looked at him, clearing my throat.
“But not for money,” he continued.
What came next was nothing short of stupid.
He presented the most unthinkable, dumbass plan I could have ever fathomed.
My dad had two options: Allow Luca to marry me, or I’d die.
It sounded so ridiculous that I would have thought he ripped it out of the pages of a book.
A bitter laugh escaped my lips. It was laced with disbelief.
Was he serious? How could he be?
“This is real life!” I shot. I get it, the mob had a bunch of twisted realities and preposterous notions. But this took the cake!
I would have never fathomed it could be brought to this extreme.
An arranged marriage for revenge? A pissing match for power and control was more like it.
How ridiculous.
Luca's response to my laughter was chillingly calculated, delivered with almost cold certainty. Like he knew how I’d react and had a rebuttal ready.
“This plan has succeeded before,” he said.
My eyes widened in disbelief.
Something so stupid had been put into action before now?
“And if you’re wrong about my dad, and he’s not this crazy mobster man, then what?” I shot defiantly.
He grinned. “He is.”
“He’s not,” I argued flatly. “I know my father.”
“Clearly, you don’t,” he scoffed.
I took a deep breath, collecting my wits.
I needed to stop arguing before I lost my footing in the situation.
I couldn’t underestimate this man and what he would do. I had to play it cautiously. But regardless, I wasn’t going to become a pawn in anyone’s game — especially one that threatened my father. Regardless of whether he was the very thing I had been chasing for years.
