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That means I’m stuck with her forever, and that’s a fucking long time.
Fuck.
“Or…” Franco lets the word hang in the air until I look up to meet his eyes, then he continues, “You could always marry her, and she could give you the heir you lost.”
“What. The. Fuck,” I practically gasp.
He shrugs. “Just saying. It’s another way for this thing to play out, and you’ll get an heir from it.”
“Hell no,” I growl, not even willing to consider it as an option.
“Dario says Skylar Davies is beautiful and talented,” Franco mentions. “Isn’t there any attraction?”
I give my friend an incredulous look. “Whether a woman gives me a hard-on doesn’t qualify her to be my wife.”
“Most relationships start with attraction, brother. You just need to get it up to make a baby.”
“You really think an arranged marriage is the way to go?” I chuckle, my tone still incredulous because this conversation is absurd.
“Take a page out of Angelo’s book. It will be a forced marriage because from what you and Dario have told me, Skylar won’t be saying ‘I do’ out of her own free will.”
“Raping a woman just to have an heir is not exactly my style,” I growl. “Just because we’ll be legally married won’t change shit. She’s not just going to lie back like a good little wife and take it.”
Franco shakes his head. “Yeah, you’re right.” He finishes his drink. “Forget what I said. It was a stupid idea.”
We both lean back against the couches and let out sighs.
“So I’m back to square one. I’ll continue to keep her captive.”
Chapter 23
Skylar
Sitting out on the balcony, I stare at the city lights.
I’m only wearing a pair of shorts and an oversized T-shirt, and it’s starting to get chilly.
Rubbing my hands up and down my arms, I think about the past five days.
I’m starting to get used to the new routine. I prepare three meals every day, even when Renzo’s not home. When I’m alone, I watch the live stream, taking every chance I get to see Dad.
He’s not doing well. He hasn’t shaved and spends a lot of time in my bedroom, just staring at the floor.
My heart breaks seeing him like that, but part of me is angry because he bought the kidney on the black market, and now I’m a deranged mafia boss’ prisoner.
I understand why Dad did it, but I still feel it was my choice to make and not his. It’s hard to accept a man died because of me.
If I could turn back time, I would’ve chosen death instead of getting the surgery because the torment I’m forced to endure in this penthouse is no life at all.
Knowing all my hopes and dreams are once again out of reach is a hard pill to swallow.
It’s much more difficult than the first time I had to give up on them.
The skin at the back of my neck prickles, and my body instantly tenses.
Not once since I got here has Renzo come into my room. Feeling his eyes on me, my heartbeat speeds up, and I swallow hard on the fear tightening my throat.
After he suddenly lunged at me two nights ago, he hasn’t spoken a word to me, and I’ve only seen him at dinner.
