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Say Yes, Darling Mafia - Chapter 11
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Elian’s pov
He invited me to his office. It feels like he is letting me
closer to him. Or maybe I’m imagining it. But he didn’t want me here
before.
He is working behind his office desk and I’m on the couch with my laptop.
“Are you thirsty?” He asks me. H asked me that every ten minutes.
sigh. Maybe i should finally say am so be stops.
“Yes but I can go grab my own drink. It’s fine.” I get up from the couch and he does too.
“I’ll tell Rose.” He insists.
“It’s just downstairs.”
“Sit here.” He orders me and my body submissively sits down.
He leaves the office closing the door.
I look around it. It looks really modern and stylish. Expensive how I imagined.
His phone starts ringing and i jump up.
I’m too curious not to look. I walk to the pile of papers where his phone rings.
The screen says: father.
Should leave it? The phone keeps ringing.
“Hello, Mr. Cho. It’s Elian.” I answer with shaking heart.
“Oh, Elian, good afternoon. Is Rhett there?”
“He just left but he will be back soon. Few minutes.”
“Well I was calling to tell you about the wedding but since you are the groom., I can tell you.
Do you have a paper?”
“Ehm, yes. Yes.” I sit into Rhett’s chair and grab some paper.
“The wedding will be on Friday, April eighth.”
8.4.2022 (Americans 04/08/2022)
“Okay.”
“I think Fridays is the best and then celebrating till Saturday. You have the weekend to relax.”
8.-10.4.2022
“Ehm, yeah, sounds good.” I’m not one to party but if he wants to.
Rhett comes back into the office and looks at me
confused.
“You can pick any theme, number of guests and cake. I’ll be paying.”
“Oh, you will “
“Who is it?” Rhett asks me.
“Is that Rhett?” His dad asks me.
“It’s your dad. About the wedding.” I explain, “I’ll put you on speaker Mr. Cho.”
Rhett walks to the chair, lifts me up and then outs me on his lap.
Oh my god.
I don’t know what to panic about first.
The wedding or his lap.
“Yes. So as I was saying. You can pick anything you want.
Your honey moon will be in Bora Bora from eleventh to fifteenth and then come back happy on the weekend.”
Bora Bora – 11.-15.4.2022
“Sounds good. Thank you for the information.”
“Rhett if anything call me.”
“Yes father.”
“Go plan now. Have a nice day Elian. Goodbye Rhett.”
(A/n: Rhett Rat lol, I’m sorry)
(it’s a joke but no one laughs)
The phone call ends and I feel my heart beat.
“Your dad called and I… I picked it up. I hope you don’t mind.” I look up to him.
He holds my waist.
“It’s all good, I was just confused.”
I try to get up but he doesn’t let me.
“So what did you write down. Wedding on the eight? Today is eighteenth of March, so we have three weeks.” He reads it.
Only three weeks.
“Don’t worry. Still a lot of time. My father has money so he will make everything happen quickly.
Let’s…enjoy this.” He says looking down at me.
He is so nice.
“I’m just shocked but I think I should have expected it. It’s good.
Can I go sit alone?”
“Is my lap not comfortable?” I can feel his crotch on me.
“Stop teasing me.” I look away.
“Here is your drink.” He gives it to me and I start sipping on it, “do you want a dress?”
“What?”
“Well, since you like make-up …no, sorry.” He shakes his head.
“Can I have a dress? Will that not be weird?”
“It’s our wedding. I will not mind.” He kisses my neck.
“I think it will be super cute ” my ears go red.
“Okay.”
Rhett’s pov
Dallia sits on the other end of the table.
“Your face is healing.” I say drinking my wine.
“I deserved it.” He answers my inner thoughts.
“Yes, you did.” I nod agreeing.
“Thank you, Don, for letting us together. I know … I wouldn’t break the rule if it wasn’t so serious, but it is.
Some things are worth to sin for.” He is really obsessed with Helia.
“Only the future can show if you really care for him.”
I look into his eyes.
“Will you kill me if I break his heart?” he asks.
“Don’t make me go there. I need my head to focus on my wedding and fiancé.”
“Oh, so the wedding is soon?”
“Three weeks. You are not invited, neither is Helia.”
“I wouldn’t even dare to … be invited, Don.” He lowers his head, “I’m just happy for you.”
“It’s an arranged marriage.” I add.
“Oh, well, ehm, I don’t know what to say. I’m still happy.”
Why did I say it like this? Now it looks like I don’t care about Eli.
“Our fathers planned it so it’s not traditional but we still like each other. Thank you for your blessing.
I’m hopping you will teach my men to show the same
excitement.”
“Yes, everyone is happy you are engaged. Ehm, arranged or not, it … well, it’s your personal life, Don.
I will not get involved.” He lowers his head.
“Yes, don’t get involved. You are just informed by me. And if see one more men bothering my fiancé.”
“That won’t happen.”
“Good.” I nod, “good.”
“We are investigating all the people sir. But…it’s strange. It seems like no one is doing anything shady so we are a bit confused.
How can there be a rat when everyone is … normal.”
“You are just looking wrong.”
“I was thinking that too but we really did check and-,”
I squint my eyes. “Dallia, don’t argue with me.”
“Don, please, let me finish the thought.”
“Really? You are lucky you are breathing and now you are questioning what I think?”
“But this is important for the issues.” He gulps.
“You have one try.”
“Well, since is no one directly from the mob house, what if it’s someone closer to you?”
“Like who?” what is he talking about?
“You know, staff, business partners, ….family.”
“Oh, you mean this close.” I get up and walk to his chair. He already looks away, “so you are saying my father is the rat.
Former Don. Or who, Elian? Right.” I grab his neck.
“It-it was just a thought. I’m your adviser.”
“Yes but this is very serious.”
“It’s only logical, Don.” I squeeze his neck, “choke me but we searched everyone.
Either there is a ghost or we are looking in the wrong group.”
I let him go and he breath in. “Fine. Investigate others but discretely. I want you to see on your own eyes how wrong you are.
“Thank you, Don.” He lowers his head.
“Is Helia happy?” I look at him.
“Are you asking as -,”
“As myself.” I raise a brow.
“I think he is happy with me, sir. I try to make him
happy.”
“Hm. Go now.” I move my hand and he disappears.
My family? They aren’t that stupid.
.
.Byyyyyy