Tangled Obsession

Chapter 51: 51) Who is she?

Florina's pov.

I am in the car with guards, driving towards the restaurant where my so called future husband Is coming to see me.

The fuck I am marrying him. not in this life.

I have to talk to him, may be he will understand. Why would he wants to marry a girl he has no idea about, right?.

The driver stopped the car and opened the door for me. Peter has send the six guards to guard me. He wasn't wrong because I am gonna run the fuck out of here when I gets the chance. I am sure Sebastian and vincenzo can help me too save my father.

I walked inside, I hate heels I swear and this good for nothing dress is very uncomfortable. I am looking like a slut. My whole cleavage is on display, legs are clearly visible in the short dress, I just hope my ass is not on display. I fucking hate this, it feels like I am not wearing anything.

The guard told me to wait at the table, looks like he is not here.

What a gentleman.

I waited for half an hour and then he decided to grace me with his presence. This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

The man was wearing white suit, has a beard and was tall with muscular body. He is handsome but not like my men. They are more handsome and ofcourse has more manners than him.

He looked at me with his blue eyes and licked his lips. Pervert.

"Hii, I am Florina..."

I tried to be respectful, who knows he might understand my situation.

"Dante..."

He said and took a seat. I pulled chair for myself and sat down in front of him.

"We need to talk..."

I said but at the same time waiter arrived.

Dante didn't even see the menu and ordered for both of us. What the fuck, he didn't even asked me. What does he think if himself.

"Talk!..."

I already hate this man.

"Can you please say no to this marriage..."

His eyes snapped towards me like I have asked for his kidney.

"May I know why"

He asked in slightly Angry tone.

"I have my reasons... I really can't marry you..."

I hope he understand me.

The waiter came with our food and placed it on the table.

"I ordered red wine not white..."

He glared at the waiter and the poor guy started shaking.

"I am s_sorry"

But before he complete Dante shot him, his dead body fell on the ground with thud and my blood run cold.

He killed him just because he served the wrong wine.

"I don't like when someone disrespect me..."

he said looking dead in my eyes.

"And you slut... Who the you think you are to reject me, if it's not for your fuckable ass and boobs you would have been dead by now. I don't care what fucking reasons you have, you will marry me."

"Why you want to marry a slut then..."

I spat gritting my jaw, never in my whole life someone has disrespected me so much.

"Doesn't matter, you are here to give me an heir. That's it... I am not going to play husband and wife with you."

He looked at me up and down like he is looking at some filth.

I am trying my best not to lash out on him, what kind of man is he... So disgusting.

He stood up and left leaving me alone with dead body and everyone in the restaurant was looking at me weirdly.

I am gonna complaint about him to Vincenzo and Sebastian, they will teach him a good lesson. Fucking bastard.

***

I can't believe this, I am sitting in front of mirror while maids are doing my hair and makeup.

Peter told me that marriage will be in next week so I was quite relaxed that I have time but after yesterday's meeting with Dante they decided to marry today itself.

I can't marry that psycho, he is crazy.

I tried to fight but he threatened to hurt my dad. I almost lost my mind when he was pointing gun at dad. I had no choice but obey him.

I can still hear dad's scream and pleadings not to listen Peter but I can't risk his life.

"Florina... My baby..."

My blood started boiling after listening to her voice.

I removed maids hands from my hair irritatingly and stood up to face her.

"Don't you dare baby me, bitch... You are nothing but a shame on name of wife and mother..."

I don't care how disrespectful I am behaving right now but I really hate this woman whom I called my mother once.

"I know you are angry but I had no choice, I can't let myself rot in that cell with your father."

She said in defending tone.

"I am not asking for your fucking explanation, you Fucking gold digger..."

My head snapped to side as she slapped me. Well I am not surprised, truth is always bitter, you know.

"Get her ready, we have to leave for the wedding in one hour..."

She said looking at the shorts and top I am wearing which I borrowed from one of the maid yesterday as I have no clothes here. Fuck clothes they didn't even gave me food.

"Just wait till karma hits you back..."

I said and she was about to slap me again when the door got slammed open and I could hear gunshots from outside.

That's enough to make me heart fill with happiness.

I knew they will come for me but when I looked at the intruder my wide smile fell and turned into a confusion when I saw a girl standing there, she looks around my age.

She is wearing black clothes, quite black widow type.

Who is she ?