Sold To Mr. Giordano novel Chapter 6

Arielle

"Who?" A visitor? Who could possibly be visiting me? "Please don't tell me it's Antonio."

"It's a woman." Angelo says before leaving my room allowing me to quickly get dressed.

I put on some clothes and rush downstairs. The woman looks familiar, she has hazel eyes, dark hair, tall and stunning. She's young maybe early twenties. Her outfit tells me she's rich and obviously a part of the lifestyle. She's not a stranger...who is she.

"I'm Arabella."

"Oh. That's right, Antonio told me you'd be coming. Wedding dress shopping, right?" My brain feels like it's in a scrambler.

"Are you ready? Or I could come back another time," she points over her shoulder.

"No. No just let me grab a granola bar and we can head out." I stuff the granola bar in my purse and walk out the door, that's when I notice Carmelo is following behind us.

Sensing how annoyed I am, Arabella asks, "Did you not have a bodyguard back in New York?"

"I did, he took me to school and waited there until I was done."

"That's all?"

"My father wouldn't let me leave the house for anything but school. So yeah, that's all," I sigh.

"I'm sorry, that sounds horrible. I guess you must love this newfound freedom," she smiles trying to lighten the mood.

"Freedom? You call an arranged marriage newfound freedom?"

Arabella blinks at me. "Oh, uh, I'm sorry. I didn't think you were so sensitive to this arrangement."

"Why wouldn't I be!? I'm marrying a man I don't even know. What's worse is he is the Capo!"

"What's worse? Isn't that a good thing? He can protect you better than anyone, he'll give you a lavish life."

"I'll be in danger all my life and I don't care about protecting and lavishness, I want to have a husband who will love me!"

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