Chapter 8: be my wife

Elena hesitated for a moment before stepping back and crossing her arms over her chest. "Fine," she said reluctantly. "I'll go out with you - just once - to hear your apology."

Damien grinned widely as he pulled her into a tight embrace.

"Good," he whispered into her ear. "Because I have something special planned."

Elena rolled her eyes at his arrogance, but couldn't help feeling a surge of excitement at the thought of what he might have in store for her.

As they made their way through the busy streets, to the outskirts of the city, their car suddenly stops and Damien took Elena by the hand and led her towards an open beach, his favourite spot

"Wow this place is so beautiful, why did you bring me here?" Elena asked curiously.

Damien smirked. "Just trust me," her pulse speds up as she watched him reach into his pocket and pull out a small velvet box.

"Elena brown ," he began dramatically. "I've known you for a night - had sex with you - and one thing is certain: I want you to be my wife."

Emma felt shocked to her bones - did the number one mafia boss in the country just asked her to marry him? She had met him only twice and it hadn't even been under pleasant circumstances.

"What the hell?" she yelled at him, her voice laced with anger. "I thought you were going to apologize instead you brought me out here to mock me!"

Elena felt a surge of anger rise within her as Damien's words hit her like a punch to the gut. She couldn't believe that he had the audacity to mock her after what they had done together. Without another word, she turned away from him and running back to the highway , tears streaming down her face.

She didn't know where she was going or what she was thinking. All she knew was that she needed to get away from that place and from him, she spotted a taxi going back to the city. With one final glance back, Elena boarded the taxi and gave the driver her address.

As soon as the taxi pulled away from the curb, Emma collapsed into the seat and let out a shaky breath. She couldn't believe how badly she had messed up.

Here she was, running away from the one person who could give her everything she wanted - love, protection, and pleasure beyond imagining - all because she couldn't overcome her fear of commitment.

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