Chapter 11

"Marry me, Venessa."

Upon hearing his words, I felt like someone just threw a bucket of cold water on me. My lips were glued together preventing me from speaking.

I was speechless. How can he expect me to marry him? I mean, he's a stranger, and on top of that, he is a mafia leader.

"What did you just say?" I questioned him thinking my ears deceived me.

"You heard what I said, love, unless you have a hearing problem," he replied looking and sounding very calm and collected, I must add. While me on the other hand, was freaking the hell out.

"He just asked you to marry him, girl you're lucky," says inner Venessa. But that's not the point, why me? "Ask him then," says inner Venessa rolling her eyes at me.

"Why me? I mean, you don't even know me, and how can expect a stranger to marry you?" I find myself asking the Greek god sitting in front of me.

He sighed and leaned forward. "Look, I know I sound like a complete idiot right now, but trust me, I have no choice," he responded.

"What do you mean by you have no choice?" I asked as curiosity started to swallow me piece by piece.

"My father wants me to settle down, which means I should get married or else he will strip me from all my inheritance and I can't let that happen," he replied looking very serious.

"Ok, but what if your father finds out that you're not actually settling down," I questioned.

"Well, he's not gonna find out unless you plan on telling him," he said.

"How can you be so sure that I will marry you, and why can't you just find someone willing to be your wife? I mean so many girls would die to be your wife," I replied to him slightly out of breath from speaking too fast.

"Exactly, but I can not do that as I don't really trust them to keep their mouth shut. Plus, you don't have to worry, I'll provide you everything you want," he added making me frown at him as I was starting to feel dirty. I mean, I'm willing to help him for free, he doesn't need to pay me or anything.

"I'm willing to help you, and please don't say that you'll provide me anything cause I don't want it. No offense, but you're making me feel so disgusted with myself," I told him, looking down at my fingers.

I remember my mother once told me to help people whenever they are in need and to never ask anything in return, but am I willing to do this? I mean, it's not a trivial thing that we're talking about right now, it's marriage, and I'm not even ready to get married and that too with a stranger.

"Listen, Venessa, it's just a matter of time. You can divorce me after a year or so, I won't stop you," he said looking straight into my eyes.

The way my name sounds coming out of his mouth feels so foreign to me. "Maybe because you prefer him calling you rose," says stupid inner Venessa. But I quickly shove it down not wanting to think about what name I want him to call me, as there are more important things to be discussed.

But what he doesn't understand is that I don't want to get married based on a contract, which will have an expiration date. I always dreamed of having a married life like my parents, full of love and happiness not full of lies.

Not finding any words to say, I simply nodded my head to him.

It feels so wrong... I'm such an idiot for agreeing but what can I do, what's done is done.

Since I was a kid, I've really had a problem, which is I can't say no to people. Back when I was still in school, my classmates would tell me to do their homework, and I would do it as I can't say no to them. Saying no makes me feel like a horrible person. It makes me feel as if I'm being selfish as I have the capability to do it but I'm not helping them.

And now, the grey-eyed monster is asking me to marry him but am I ready to be selfless and just sign my life away like that? I badly need my mom right now, as she used to give me advice whenever I was in need or confused but now who do I seek advice from?

I don't have friends. I have Andrew but I can't go to him as he beforehand warned me to stay away from him and if I tell him that he's asking my hand for marriage then he's gonna have a heart attack, and I can't tell Mario or Lynda.

"So, do you agree?" He questioned.

Oh my god!!! I don't even know his name and I'm getting married to him?

"Umm, we don't even know each other that well..." I said to him, fidgeting with my fingers. "I know you more than you know, love" he replied looking at me with a slight smile on his face.