All Chapters of Beauty and the Beast: A Dark Arranged Marriage Mafia Romance: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Wishing that he would find a way to put a stop with this.Wishing that he would find a way to save us from this situation.To make this horrible nightmare come to an end.Marcello lifted his finger and traced my collarbone, causing me to shudder, and go pale in shock.Wishing that God would put an end to this.“I’m so sorry, Zara…” Dad wept. “I’m so sorry. Please forgive me. Please forgive me…”“H – how could you do this, Dad?” I whispered, my voice so low it was barely above a murmur. My heart was in my throat. “You failed Miriam all those years ago… And now you’ve failed me, too.”I quivered, feeling utterly and completely numb and defeated.After how hard I’d studied, how hard I’d fought for independence…This was how my life was going to conclude?Being forced to marry a sick, middle-aged man against my will…?A dangerous man, with Mafia involvement…?“I n – never wanted it to come to this,” Dad whispered. “I tried so hard to back out of it… So hard. I thought I would be able to p

I rushed to my father’s limp body, taking his face into my hands, sobbing manically.“Dad, no! Fight it! You can’t leave me! Please!” I bawled. “PLEASE! MARCELLO, NO!”Marcello let out a low chuckle next to me, as he watched me scream and mewl psychotically, losing all the little sanity I had left.“I have no use of him anymore…” he drawled. “I have his daughter. I always intended to kill him after getting what I wanted.”“I’m s – sorry, Zara…” Dad whispered. “F – forgive me…”Those were the last words that my father said…Before he stopped breathing.Taking the last piece of my soul with him as he died.16ZARA“He’s dead,” Marcello snarled. “Get the fuck up, bitch. It’s time to get going.”I continued to convulse, hardly able to come to terms with what was happening.I’d lost my father.I’d lost my fucking father.Both my mum and my dad…Leaving me to be completely alone in this dark and dangerous world.Alone with Marcello.Plunged into the dark and dangerous world of organized cri

I could feel my heart almost leap out of my chest, as my eyes darted upwards, to see where the voice was coming from. A tall, broad, stocky man stood at the doorway of the bedroom. He had a dark beard, a wrinkly face, and he was wearing a suit.He made his way into the room, and I couldn’t help but to blow a sigh of relief as he did, even though I had no idea who this man was. Because God knows, if he hadn’t…Marcello would have forced himself on me, and I would be scarred for the rest of my damn life.Losing my virginity to a man I was being forced to marry.Marcello let out an agitated growl. He backed away from me, before getting up on his feet, turning around to face the man who just walked in.“Why ever the fuck not, father?” he snarled, folding his arms bitterly.“You know the rules. You won’t lay a finger on her until after the marriage has taken place,” his dad snarled.“You promised me that once we’d taken over her father’s Oud business, that I could have her to myself. Why t

“Good girl,” Aurora smirked victoriously. “Clean every last drop. I’ve left some clothes in your wardrobe. Let me know when you’re ready to go.”I swallowed down a lump in my throat, before giving her a feeble nod.She made her way out of the room, slamming the door behind her.3ZARA“Much better,” said Aurora, as she made her way back into the bedroom.I let out a sigh, as I stared at myself in the mirror. Hardly able to recognize myself anymore. I was wearing a floral red maxi dress, and I’d straightened my hair, as well as swabbed concealer on my dark circles, to make myself look more awake and lively.Like I was being forced to put on a façade. Playing the role of the happy, beautiful fiancé, when inside…I was dying.“It’s time to go shopping for a wedding dress now,” said Aurora. “One of the bodyguards will be giving us a lift.”I let out a sigh, before nodding, and following her out of the room. Before I knew it, a bodyguard was escorting us outside, and into a car, and we beg

I came face-to-face with a cop…A man wearing police uniform.Maybe this could be my lucky escape after all. It felt like I was going to explode. A cop would definitely be able to help me…A cop would definitely be able to get me safe.Maybe even send me back to the United Kingdom, and get me out of this hell-hole.“I’ve been kidnapped by a crazy man, I’ve been abused, I’m going to be forced to marry him!” I wept manically, rushing to tell him everything, not being able to speak fast enough. “Please help me! Please!”“It’s okay, it’s okay… Don’t cry…” he reassured me, with a concerned expression on his face. “Where is this person now? Are you here alone?”“No, they’re waiting for me, they’re going to realize something’s wrong!” I sobbed manically. “Please, get me to safety!”“Shh, it’s going to be okay,” he soothed. “Are you from around here? Are you foreign?”“I’m from the UK,” I quivered. “I was here for a holiday but I’ve been kidnapped… Please save me… Please help me…”I trailed o