The Mafia's Son novel Chapter One: What, No Engagement Ring?

Osa's POV

I pick my books up, looking through my lashes as they lay scattered across the hallway. The tall bodies standing above me snigger, kicking the books farther away.

Sighing, I take a deep breath before standing and exiting the school building.

The harsh wind hits me, and I walk with my head down, walking soundly down the sidewalk.

Every day was a problem for me. Every day was slow. Every day was filled with agony.

The marks on my wrists, on my thighs, are just a loud yet subtle testimony of that.

Climbing up the stairs of the broken-down house, I barely notice that the door was slightly open. I don't bother stepping in, knowing that something was up. I take a step back only to collide with a hard chest.

I gasp, turning around quickly to find a tall man, staring at me maliciously.

"The boss will be very... impressed." He grabs my wrist and I wince in pain as he pulls me alongside him.

"Wait! What's going on?" I yell, resisting but his rough hands slide against the cuts.

"Be quiet." He mutters.

"I deserve to know-" He punched me as a way to silence me but it did much more than that, I was far happier being knocked out as I seep into a world of black.

"I like you. You're quiet. Unlike the others." He says standing closer to me and I keep my eyes solely on the floor. "You're gonna be an amazing bride."

"B-bride?" I ask and he grins, his yellow teeth shining at me and I coil back as he reaches for my hand.

"That's right sweet cakes, I have to admit I thought they were going to bring a prettier vanilla one, but Chocolate is fine." He grabs my shirt, pulling me towards him. "I need a queen to help me power this drug empire!" He yells maniacally and I try to shrink.

"We'll get married tonight. Someone will be in to help you. I'll see you later." He plants a firm kiss on my cheek and I squeeze my eyes shut as tears threaten to fall. He drops me with a thud and I curl into the wall.

It's always me...