Kidnapped by the Mafia novel Chapter 7

Almost 16 years old:

I paced inside my room, my heart thudding as Sally's earlier announcement rang in my ears. It explained why Severus hadn't come to visit me and why Donna had been very busy lately.

"Your birthday is approaching, Donna. In regards to this monumental moment the boss has given you the chance to wish for whatever you want from him."

Before I could've opened my mouth and uttered the words that I wanted to blindly throw at her, Sally cut me off. In the most stern way she ever had since I got here.

"After the wedding of course, for now, you can only think about what you want."

All thoughts of demanding for freedom vanished from my mind, I should've seen it coming. That man was hellbent on keeping me here, even if it meant having to tie me up in a room. That fact Sally had clarified for me.

I was frustrated, anyone who saw me could've guessed that. I couldn't talk to Sally because she could relay everything to him and Severus and Donna were both busy. So I was left alone to my thoughts.

Thoughts that border-lined on friendship and wedding. I was close with Severus, we both knew that but I had never been intimate with him and the thought of kissing him made my heart hammer against my chest.

How was a wedding supposed to be? I knew about the dress being white and flowers being present but my knowledge didn't go much farther than that. I knew how to be a spectator not how to be the bride.

Whining to myself, I stood up from my bed and speed walked to the door. I knocked on it from inside knowing that a nearby guard would hear and come have a word with me. I was proven correct as only moments later, someone knocked on the door from the outside.

"Is something the matter, Donna?"

A gruff voice questioned. No male was allowed in my room, at least not without the boss's permission, but unknown to the boss both his sons had broken his rules.

"I want to have a word with Severus."

Everything went still for a while as I strained my ears to pick up any sounds being made outside, unfortunately, I was greeted by silence.

I knocked again, not sure if the guard was still outside. Whispering greeted my ears and a few minutes later, Sally knocked on my door before stepping in.

"You called, Donna?"

I shook my head and took in her look that clearly said 'I have things to do and places to be'.

"I want to talk to Severus."

She frowned and folded her arms in front of her chest. From the time that I had known her, I picked up on small details, for example: If she folded her arms in front of her chest, it meant that she was stuck between supporting me or reprimanding me. Though I can assure anyone that the latter option was her favorite.

"No."

She replied, her lips thinned into a grim line as I frowned.

"Why can't I talk to my Fiancee?"

Sally gave me a once over and stiffened as she met my eyes. For a moment, I caught onto the flicker of curiosity that flashed through her eyes but it was quick to disappear.

"Why would you want to talk to him a few weeks before the wedding, Donna?"

How was I supposed to explain this to him?

His eyebrows furrowed in confusion as he turned the cover to face me and ran a questioning gaze over me.

"Brides guide?"

I nodded and ducked my head as heat filled my cheeks.

"Now why would you need that?"

His tone was light, almost defying the look on his face.

"...I just wanted to do some research."

He hummed thoughtfully and flipped through a few pages as I stared at the soft white rug beneath my feet. I heard the flipping sound made by the pages stop and peeked up to see his eyes squint.

"First night secrets?"

I blushed cherry red and toyed with my fingers, a habit I had developed when in front or around him.

"I-I'm not there yet."

I whispered in a weak voice as his eyes transferred to me, his gaze was strong and heated. One that I could feel without having to look at him to double check. He shut the book and placed it on the desk beside him before motioning me closer with his index finger.