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I decided to take James words to heart pay Amber a visit talk to him.

And trust me... it's not going to be a nice sweet conversation

The next morning, I headed straight for his house office without knocking and walked in.

All eyes in the room went on me and all conversations stopped.

Amber was sitting behind his chair doing some paperwork, he slowly lifted his head up when he noticed his brothers stopped talking.

His eyes raked my body thoroughly and I swear if eyes had powers I would have been naked by now.

His stares were getting really uncomfortable,so I cleared my throat.

"My eyes are up here", I said and rolled my eyes.

He slowly took away his stares from my body to my eyes and then gave me a questioning look.

I don't know if it's me or is it that killers have to be so goddamn handsome...is it like part of their eligibilities while signing up? because dammmnnn this man is fucking hotttt.

His hair is everywhere on his face and he's not making any effort to remove it, and then the way he's looking at me from under those brown sexy locks...fuucckkkk

He gave me a questioning look again.

I mentally palm faced myself.

Right, why I'm here.

I stood upright.

"I need to talk to you", I said calmly then looked behind and still saw his brothers there and looked back at him, "Alone" I added.

Aaron chuckled.

"She wants babies Amber, it's time to bring in the new heir of this vampire kingdom", he mocked and Asher laughed back.

"Shut the fuck up and get out", Amber mumbled retuning his gaze back to the sheets on his desk.

"Awwn, were gonna be uncle's soon , can't wait", Asher added, still laughing.

"God damnit", he said dropping his pen and relaxing on his chair.

He pointed at the door.

"Fucking get out geez, I can't keep up with you morons in my house", he said.

"But you wanna add more morons now", Aaron said winking at Amber who was definitely not smiling, but Asher laughed anyways.

Amber rolled his eyes soon as they left and mumbled something I couldn't hear.

He turned to me.

"What?", he asked sharply.

Great, he's in a bad mood, just when I'm about to dump a very layer of anger on him.

I sighed, I was still gonna do it anyways.

"So we've been married for 3 weeks now right?" I started calmly.

"Yeah so what?", he asked picking up his pen.

"And nothing has actually come out of this three weeks", I stated.

He looked at me with an arched brow.

"What are you trying to say ?",he asked.

"Why did you agree to marry me?", I questioned.

He paused and looked at me.

"Why did you agree t marry me?", he questioned back.

"Because I didn't have a choice! I was dragged from New York only to come back to Italy and hear that I'm roped into a marriage with some celebrity killer in exchange for protection from my father's enemies, did you really think I wanted to get married? You had a choice to reject the offer, but no, you accepted without even seeing or knowing me, so I know there's more to this, so you better start talking ", I yelled.

And I regret it ...

I regret yelling ...

I regret a lot of decisions I make honestly...

His eyes became suddenly dark as he stared at me.

"I'm doing you a favor just so you can live and you're here talking bullshits?", he asked pissed.

I should have backed down, I should have done what every other normal woman should do and apologize and walk away, but the feminist part of me didn't allow it.

"God why does everyone think I want to live, what's to live for when I'm trapped all day and have nothing to do?! I don't care if I die right now, I don't, so what's all this?", I yelled.

"Lexy what the fuck?", God he was so angry, I could see imaginary steams forming out of his ears.

"Well then go ahead and fucken die, it's not like I wanted you here anyway", he yelled.

I opened my mouth to attack him but I was suddenly pushed back by my emotions.

I don't know what happened, but I immediately broke down inside.

I swallowed hard and spoke calmly but painfully.

"My whole life has been nothing but walls and doors right behind bars because everyone feels like I'm too naive to take care of myself, this was until I got out of here and actually found things that made me happy and feel better. I know you don't know much about emotions and happiness because you've decided to create a chain door in front of your heart but I do, okay? and I want to be happy, and I know that marrying you won't bring that happiness but I went ahead to because of my father, just so he can be happy.

Marrying someone I know nothing about except for rumors is not part of my things to do to be happy. I've been through so much in life and I want to erase that memory or else I'll personally erase my life. So please, I don't mind dying now, if things are going to be this way, please, just let me go, let me loose my life already ", I said calmly and walked out, shutting the door behind me.

I exhaled and walked back to my room and laid on the bed.

I shouldn't have gone that far, it's like pouring water in the ocean and expecting it to make a difference. He's Amber Mattew, he doesn't give a shit about whatever you say.

I'm just realizing what I've gotten myself into.

I'm going to did in this house soon... very soon loneliness will start creeping in and so will all my issues and all those sad memories I try to suppress.

i kept my eyes on the ceiling, staring at nothing in particular, just lost in thoughts.

Then suddenly, there was a knock on the door and my heart skipped a beat, thinking of what Amber would say to me.

Probably scold me for shouting at him, or even worse punish me.

I got to the door and opened the door and a small smile spread across my face.

It was James