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I opened my eyes again and all I could hear were shouts and noises from afar.

"You can't force me to marry some girl you brought from nowhere. Hell no! Whatever is your aim for this rubbish, should better be forgotten because I won't do it " a man yelled.

I believed it was Draco's son.

I opened my eyes well and focused on hearing what they were saying.

"You have no other option, Ray. I set the rules here and you obey them. I pull the damn shots in this house !" . That was Mr Draco or rather, Don Draco's voice.

"Fine then. I can buy a mansion outside the city and believe me, you'll never know the place. "

"You dare not!"

"Oh, but I will dare you, Don Draco. " he said coldly and in the most mean voice I've ever heard.

At that point, I didn't know who to be afraid of the most, whether the man who planned my kidnap or the man who I'm betrothed to , who doesn't like me at all.

I just wished his father would listen to him and allow me to go . I couldn't marry a man I'd never met, a man I'm being forced to marry .

"If you ever refuse to marry that girl, Ray, I'll make sure I seize every penny that I handed over to you. Perhaps, you'll manage the art company that you built yourself. The billions I've saved up for you and other entitlements would be immediately withdrawn. Don't dare me ,Ray ".

"Sometimes, I wonder how my mom got to marry such a despicable human being like you. You're so selfish. I know you're doing all of these to retain your mafia authority as the most powerful. But just so you know, I would never be your heir and you see the city council, it's going to become a dead name soon. Even if you take everything, I can still go to another city and work for my own billions. "

Those were the last words before I heard a thundering sound. It was a heavy slap and soon, the men began to run around to separate the father and son.

They were obviously fighting and his son kept throwing abuses at his father, calling him a murderer and all sorts of names.

The whole noise and everything happening scared the hell out of me. Is this my supposed husband to be and my now father in-law?

This isn't the life I dreamt for myself and as I remembered my mom, I sobbed quietly and soon drifted into sleep.

*******

Draco was sore vexed as he kept pacing up and down in his living room. Ray's last words hit him like a tornado and he lost his patience.

Throwing family ties under his feet, he slapped Ray so hard that the sound was heard in every corner of the inner villa. What aggravated him the most was when Ray retaliated and gave him a punch in the face that made him stagger .

He wondered what exactly gave Ray the guts to fight him.

"Is it I, Don Draco, the most powerful mafia Lord, that Ray just fought?" he asked no one in particular. His men stood there, frozen on their spots and refusing to look the way of their boss.

They had just separated the father and son from the heated fight that almost commenced.

Without being told, everyone in the villa knew Draco could have dealt with Ray if he wasn't stopped.

The middle-aged man was still strong . Draco had reached out to a dagger from Jeremy's pocket to stab Ray , after the young man spat on his face and called him a "murderer ".

However, Frank was quick enough to push Jeremy away so the Don won't grab the dagger.

In as much as Ray would have beaten his father up so well, Draco was fond of using deadly weapons and would never stop until his opponent stops breathing. That was how dangerous his temper could be.

Ray immediately drove out of the house after the fight and headed to his hotel.

Meanwhile, Vivienne suddenly got the clue of where Lorna could be after the call. No one would want to kidnap her daughter for any reason, if not Draco.

However , as she was about to first head to the cops, she remembered the date of the day.

Remembering that the previous day was the deadline for paying Draco, she clutched to herself and cried.

"I'll come get you, Lorna. You'll never be with that man. I'll do all within my power to pay him back and take you back with me. " she muttered amidst tears .

She couldn't even think anymore.

Recalling that she had been the one who persuaded her husband to ask Draco for money then, a sense of regret flushed through her and she resumed crying.

******

Waking up, I found myself on a big mattress. Realizing that wasn't where I was before, I jerked up and took time to glance around.

The bedroom was large. There was a home office in the same room. The room had a dark aura, with pictures of masculine wrestlers and weird paintings everywhere. It looked a bit scary.

I looked up and that was when I noticed the presence of Draco. I shivered and shifted back till my body touched the bed frame.

What was I doing in his room? I asked myself.

Smiling slightly, he said;

"This room belongs to my son, your husband. Why running away from me, Lorna? I won't take what belongs to my son even if I find it attractive and endearing. " he winked at the last sentence.

I couldn't even speak.

Didn't they just fight and now he enters his room? I thought to myself.

I was already drenched in sweat and needed a change of clothes. I only came with the extra cloth I'd put in my bag while coming to school.

"My men got new sets of clothes for you. You'll wear them today and tomorrow then by next, you'll go shopping....with my men ". he said, gesturing to the one I knew, his name as Jeremy, to give him a shopping bag.

He dropped it on the bed.

"From now on, this is your room. You'll share the room with your husband. "

With that, he opened a door on the wall and I saw the home office clearly. From there , he left the space with his men .

I immediately got into the bathroom. It was a large one ,where five people could shower comfortably . I rushed my bath, so his son won't catch me using his bathroom.

For all I knew, Draco had entered his son's bedroom through the front door of his home office which contained his large closet. The main bedroom door was locked.

I arranged the bed and sat on the cushion there. I was so busy thinking about how my life has suddenly turned while tears dropped from my eyes.

I didn't know when the main bedroom door opened and a man came in. He locked the door and then turned.

I immediately stood up, wiping my eyes as I stared at him .

My look suddenly went from a look of fear to that of confusion, yet the man's face was blank and his look spoke of emotionless words.

I'd seen this face somewhere and before I could comprehend when and where I'd seen him, he walked close to me , his eyes darkening. He asked coldly;

"The lady from the hotel that night , isn't it?"