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Don’t Blame Me ~ Rafe Cameron x Reader (Mafia/Mob Au/ Areanged Marriage) MASTERLIST

HI!! This is the masterlist for Don't Blame Me, hope it's helpful

Warnings: Rafe is super toxic, there is smut, and I've never wrote anything like this before so we'll learn together

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PART 1

PART 2

PART 3

PART 4 (smut)

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Don’t Blame Me ~ Rafe Cameron x Reader (Mafia/Mob Au/ Areanged Marriage)

Part 4

Warnings: smut (straight porn with like no plot), toxic rafe, but also softer rafe, big dick rafe duh, he cums inside (oops), kinda dirty talk not really, a little swearing, wrap it before you tap it y’all!!

Word count: 1315

I am so so so so sorry I haven’t updated in so long, I’ve had writers block and the end of the year stuff like finals was super stressful. Then I had a couple vacay, I thought I'd be able to write then but there was no wifi (wtf). But to ask for forgiveness here you go, absolute smut 

Part 3

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Great, nice one. My breathing gets shallower as I follow Rafe up the stairs, Rafe has that shit eating smirk and I almost want to hit him but I don’t. We get to the top of the stairs and I follow him into what I assume to be his bedroom, a place I haven’t been yet. I look around his room, surprised it isn’t messy. His room is actually very neat, Rafe snaps me out of my thoughts when he comes up behind me and wraps his arms around my waist. He trails his hands up my waist and to my neck and pushes my hair out of the way and starts to kiss my neck. It feels good, better than I thought it would and I let out a quiet moan. I regret almost immediately when I feel Rafe’s smirk against my neck. 

He slides his hands back down my waist and squeezes my hips. My legs almost give out when he nips at my ear and he pulls away, turning me to look at him, “You still wanna do this Princess?” He looks at me mockingly expecting me to say no, “I still wanna do this Rafe.” He nods, his face serious for the first time since I got here. He looks at me like I’m a person, like he might care and it makes me want this more but then it disappears, “Take your shirt off.” Oh, there it is, that’s the Rafe I know but I nod and slowly take my shirt off with trembling hands. I expose my bra which isn’t anything special, I wish I had worn something a bit more… flattering I suppose. He looks at me up and down and I can’t help but feel a flush spread across my face and heat flare in my belly. I wait for him to tell me what to do now, not wanting to upset him, he tilts his head, “You aren’t so bad, huh Princess?”.

My face flushes more so from embarrassment now, did he think that was a compliment? What an ass. Rafe rolls his eyes, “What are you waiting for? Take the rest of your clothes off. I’m not gonna wait all night.” I nod and take my pants and then hesitantly take my bra off, I stand there in just my panties while he’s still fully clothed. Rafe walks over to the bed and sits, “Come here.” I walk towards him and stand in front of him, he pulls me to him so now I’m straddling his lap and I feel his erection through his pants. Oh, he's big. He runs his hands up and down my sides and then squeezes my tits. He grabs the hem of his shirt and takes it off, revealing his muscular upper body. I slowly reach my hand out and brush over his stomach with my fingertips.

He shivers when I touch him and I suppress a smirk at the fact that I actually made him feel. He moves me so I’m laying on the bed and gets up. Before I can protest he unbuttons his pants and slides them off, revealing the tent in his boxers. He gets on the bed between my legs and kisses me again. I moan into the kiss and wrap my arms around his neck, needing more. He moves his mouth down to my neck, sucking below my ear, and then to my tits. I arch my back  into his mouth when takes one nipple into my mouth and then the other, “Rafe.” I moan out his name, my fingers threading through his hair. He shushes me and reaches for my panties and slides them off. He smirks when he sees my glistening folds, “Fuck Y/n.” He brings a finger to my slit and collects some of my wetness before pushing the finger into my aching hole. He palms at his erection and lets out a little grunt while sliding his finger in and out of me. He slowly adds another finger and watches my expression closely, wanting to see how I react. He fingers me for a couple more minutes before taking his fingers out. I whine at the loss but he shushes me again.

He moves his face closer to my pussy and lets his warm breath fan out across my slit. I let out another moan and look at him wondering what he’s going to do. My thought is cut short when he darts his tongue out and licks a stripe from my entrance to my clit. He takes my clit into his mouth and sucks. I moan loudly at this feeling being close to euphoric, “Rafe!” He chuckles into my pussy and looks up at me, “You like that?” I nod and he goes back to eating me out, my head falling against the pillow and my eyes shutting. He lets out a little groan and I look up to see him grinding his erection against the bed, needing some kind of friction. I almost say something when he slides his fingers back inside me while sucking on my clit. My head falls back again and my back arches. “Rafe! I- I’m gonna cum.” I can feel him almost smirk while sucking on my clit, “Then cum Y/n.” I do as he says and cum on his fingers and mouth. He helps me ride out my high, my legs shaking.

He lets me recover a little by sliding off his boxers and revealing his cock. My jaw hangs open a little at the sight of it but I shut it when I see him smirk at my reaction.He spits on his hand and pumps himself a couple times, “Lay back, Y/n.” I nod and lay back. He moves between my legs again and slowly pushes the tip into my pussy. My eyes rolled back at the stretch of his cock and I let out a soft gasp. He gives me a second to get used to him and then he pushes in a bit more than halfway. My hands fly to his shoulders, his cock stretching my pussy in a painfully pleasurable way. He grabs at my tits and pinches my nipple causing me to squeeze his cock, he grunts and pushes the rest of his cock into me. He pulls out a bit and then pushes back in, I let out a quiet moan and he thrusts into me again. This time with more force. He starts to pick up his pace and I try to stay quiet until he looks at me, “Why are you being so quiet, huh? Seemed to have a lot to say earlier. Am I just fucking you that good baby?” I nod and let out a moan at a particularly hard thrust and he smirks, “That’s what I thought.” He keeps fucking me at a brutal pace and he can’t but let out grunts, he pulls out and flips me onto my stomach and pulls my hips so my ass is sticking up and slides back in.

He wraps a hand around my shoulder and the other presses my head into the mattress. He pistons his hips in and out of me for a few more minutes before leaning his body over mine, his thrusts faltering, “Fuck baby, you’re so tight.” I let out another moan and his hips still and his cock spews out cum into my pussy. I gasp when he cums in me but can’t seem to care much right now. My body drained, he flips me over so laying on my back again and gets off the bed and walks away from me. He walks into a different room, his ass on full display. I can feel his cum leaking out of me but I can’t help but to bite my lip to suppress a moan because it feels good, weird but good. This complicates things.

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hi everyone!! i'm so sorry o have been totally gone. i've just had no motivation to write but i'm going to write a couple chapters today so look out for those. whilst on the topic should i make a masterlist for don't blame me or no. thank you all for the support i love you all <3

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Don’t Blame Me ~ Rafe Cameron x Reader (Mafia/Mob Au/ Areanged Marriage)

Part 3

Hi!! This is my first ever fanfic, I hope whoever reads it likes it 🫶

Warnings: asshole as shit rafe, a little implication to sex

Word count: 1136

I’m so so sorry everybody, I know I said smut this chapter but I’ve decided to make the whole next chapter smut. Again I’m so sorry pookies 🫶 but be be ready because chapter 4 is wow, just wow 😏

Part 2

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I sit up off the floor and sigh, wiping my eyes and standing up. I open the door and look around, when I don’t see Rafe I leave my room and walk down the stairs, back to the library. I knock on the door this time, an older woman opens the door, “What do you want?” I pinch my eyebrows together at her tome but brush it off, “I came in this morning but there was a meeting so I thought I would knock before I came in this time.” I smile trying to lighten the tension but she just rolls her eyes and let’s me in, “Just be quiet.” I nod and walk over to a shelf in the corner and look at the books, I grab Pride and Prejudice. A book I’ve read I don’t even know how many times and smile finding comfort in something I know for the first time since I got to this house. I thank the lady and leave, not knowing where to go but not staying in there with her cruel eyes staring at me.

I remember wanting to explore the garden the night before and decide that that’s what I’ll do. I find a door that leads outside and walk for a little while, looking at the beautiful scenery. I find a little swinging bench and sit opening my book. For the first time since I got here I feel at peace, I feel comfortable and happy. I read for hours, basking in the sun and enjoying Jane Austen’s amazing writing. It becomes sun down too soon and I get up knowing I can’t stay here forever, I make the trek back to the house and compose myself before walking in. I head to my room to put my back there so I can finish it later and see Rafe, standing at the top of the stairs, “Hi,” I say as neutrally as possible, not sure if he will shoot me or ignore me. He walks down the stairs slowly, looking at me the whole time, “Hello,” his voice is friendly but his eyes tell a different story, “How was your day Princess?” He reaches where I’m standing at the bottom of the stairs and smiles at me cruelly. I look at him wondering why he’s being any type of nice but brush it off, “It was good, I read a lot. I’m really hungry too.” I laugh a little, Rafe’s face remains unamused, “Then you shouldn’t have wasted so much time reading, huh?” I nod but stay quiet, not wanting to make him angry. Rafe’s face lightens up, “You know what? I’ve got something for you to eat.” I look at him skeptical but nod, “Ok.”

He flicks his hand to follow and I do, too hungry to question anything. I follow behind him, looking around at the amazing house. He opens a swinging door and I realize it’s a kitchen, “You can eat my leftovers Princess,” he says it like it’s charity. I give him an angry look, done acting so nice tonight, “I’m not eating your leftovers Rafe. That’s gross.” He shrugs and laughs at my discomfort, “Then don’t eat, starve and see if I care.” I roll my eyes and walk out of the kitchen, not rolling over and eating his fucking leftovers. I walk back out to the garden, it seeming to be the only good thing in this house. I go back to my bench and fall asleep in the cool summer breeze and swinging my bench like a crib.

I wake up an hour later and jump, Rafe standing over me, an angry expression on his face, “I- Hey Rafe.” His fist clenches, and his nose twitches, “What are you doing out here Y/n?” I look at him, surprised, that he gives a shit. I sit up and yawn, “Must’ve been wicked tired,” I laugh a little, trying to brush it off. He scoffs, “Was that a joke?”, he looks at me disgusted, “It wasn’t funny.” I sigh and stand up, looking at him pleadingly, “What do you want from rafe? What does this do for you, how does this benefit you?”, I look at him, begging him to tell me why he’s such an ass. “I don’t need to explain myself to you, you’re my wife and you’ll take what I tell you to take. Do you understand?” I look at him, confused, “No I don’t understand Rafe! Technically I’m your wife, and neither of us had a choice in this, so why don’t you just treat me like your wife! Act like you love me and I’ll act like I love you, because there’s nothing we can do about this.” I look at him with tears in my eyes, needing him to say yes, but all he does is smile at me, “You don’t get to be treated like my wife, I don’t want you near me, I’m not your friend, I’m not your husband, and I won’t treat you differently.” I nod, “Ok.” My nod seems to soften him a little and smiles at my nod, “If you had understood that earlier then we wouldn’t be having this problem.” I look at him, unsettled at this whole conversation. I realize that he could make my life even worse so I sigh and ask, “How do you want me to act Rafe?” He sighs and shakes his head, “Just be quiet and don’t cross me, ok?”, he smiles down at me, “Is that simple enough for you Princess?”

I stand there in silence for minutes, thinking of how to fix this and I come to my conclusion, “There must be a way I can make this good for you. I can make it good rafe please. I’ll be good and I’ll do good.” He smiles at my plea and a coldness trickles into his voice again, “What the fuck would you do, make this good for me?” He smirks at me, thinking I would never offer anything of me, “Please Rafe. I’ll do anything.” I grab his hand and look at him, begging. He stares at me for what feels like forever before nodding, “Anything?”, he raises his eyebrow, “Anything to make me happy?” My eyes light up at him, “Yes, I would Rafe.” He nods his head and takes my hand, bringing me inside.

I follow, or moreover am dragged, behind him. I look at the back of his head wondering where he’s taking me, when he reaches the stairs I know and I stop. He stops in front of me and turns around slowly, “Thought you said anything Princess?” I look at him stunned, and then remember that I practically told him that I’d have sex with him to make him happy. Great, nice one.

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Don’t Blame Me ~ Rafe Cameron x Reader (Mafia/Mob and arranged marriage AU)

PART 2

Hi! This is my first ever fanfic, I hope whoever reads it likes it. 🫶🫶

Warnings: Even more toxic rafe, swearing, smoking, and lots of crying from reader’s end because I really channeled how much I cry in this chapter 

Word count: 1717

PART 1

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The car’s engine starts and soon it’s pulling away from the one familiar thing I have. I look at the driver in the rear view mirror, then out the window when I see how I look, devastated and betrayed. We drive for what feels like hours when finally the car comes to a stop in front of a huge house, I wipe my tears away trying to pull myself together before I go into the house. The car engine shuts off and the driver opens the door for me, I thank him and walk to the front door and see Rafe standing there smoking another cigarette, he looks at me with disgust and that’s when I know he didn’t want this anymore than me. I put on a brave face and smile at him, holding the ring my dad gave me right in my hand.

“Hi,” I feel so nervous I might vomit but I keep it together and walk by him and into the house when he doesn’t answer. I feel Rafe looking at me and then I stop realizing I know nothing about this house or where to go. I turn and look at him and he smirks and walks towards me, “Why are you crying?” I scoff but say nothing, not trusting myself to speak in that. I take a deep breath and compose myself, “Where am I supposed to go, Rafe?”, he looks at me in mock questioning, “To sleep. Where am I supposed to sleep?” He rolls his eyes at me and walks ahead of me. He looks back to make sure I’m following him, he heads to the staircase in the middle of the foyer and points up the stairs, “First door on your left, do I need to show you left and right or can you do that on your own Princess?” I give him an angry look and walk up the stairs and to the left, my jaw dropping when I see the view from the room. “Wow.”

The window is huge and overlooks the gardens, which are perfect, i take a mental note to explore tomorrow. I walk into the bathroom and sit on the tile, that being my favorite way to calm down. This is the first minute I could take a breather and it feels good, I look at the ring my dad gave me, anger flowing through me again. How could he do this to me? Anger surges through me and I throw the ring across the room, “Fuck you!” I yell to no one in particular, my heart feels like it’s going to jump out of my chest and loud sobs rack my body. I hear someone walk into the bathroom but say nothing expecting it to be Rafe, “What’s all this fucking shouting for?” I turn at the new and unexpected voice and see a very big man looking down at me angrily. I turn back around to hide my tears and because he looks terrifying. He walks closer to me, his shadow looming over my sitting body, “I said, what’s all this shouting for?” His voice sends a shiver down my spine, the angry tone making me more angry.

He has no right to be angry at me, he’d be yelling if he was me too. I turn to him again, “Leave me alone.” I say as assertive as possible, but it must not do the trick because he smiles an awful smiles and laughs at me, “I’ll do whatever the fuck I want, want to know why?,” he doesn’t wait for an answer, “Because I’m Rafe’s right hand, and if you don’t start treating me with respect your first day here will be your last.” I shudder at the threat but don’t give up because I deserve it respect if he deserves it, “Fuck you, you might be his right hand but I’m like his wife or whatever the fuck.” He laughs again and I know that he doesn’t give a shit, out of the corner of my eye I see someone else walk into the bathroom and know it’s Rafe because I can smell the stench of cigarette smoke. I look at him and am met with his cold, blue eyes, if I didn’t know better I’d think he was a statue, “I didn’t know I married both of you,” I say to Rafe angrily, he stands taller and walks towards me and laugh, a dark, menacing laugh, “You just don’t get it yet, do you Y/n? You’re mine now,” he smirks at the fear in my eyes. He grabs my hand and looks at me as if asking, "Do you understand?" I scoff, “If I’m yours then why is he threatening me?” Rafe laughs but says nothing instead stepping back from me and lighting a cigarette and puffing the air towards me.

Suddenly, something in me snaps and I push at his chest, “Fuck you,” I say pushing on his chest angrily, “I hate you you piece of shit!” He looks at me for a second, shocked and then his jaw ticks and his eyes go back to their cold stare and when he speaks it comes out quiet, “You listen to me right now, if you ever do that again, I will kill you. I don’t give a shit who you are. Got it Princess?” I nod and he turns around, slamming the bedroom door shut behind him. I walk into the bedroom and fall into the bed not interested in being awake any longer, I crawl under the covers and fall into a restless sleep.

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I wake up the next morning to the rising sun shining through my window and I yawn. I remember that I wanted to explore the house last night so i get up and walk out my door going down the stairs and walking down a hallway. I pass a large set of doors and open them and am met with the smell of books, I smile realizing it’s a library. I walk next to a large shelf of books, running my fingertips on the spines of each one. I stop when the shelf ends and there’s a door, I grab the handle and twist and walk inside, I stop once I enter when I see that Rafe and a few other men are in there, and having what looks to be a meeting.

My face flushes when I’m met with their stares, “I’m sorry,” I say quietly and turn to leave, Rafe’s eyes scan my body and he walks towards me, grabbing my wrist and pulling me into his chest. He puts his lips next to my ear and says, “Where do you think you’re going Princess?” I look at floor, scared to see his cold gaze looking at me. He puts his hand under my jaw and forces me to look up at him, “Don’t you want to discuss what happened last night?” He smirks when I look at him with fear in my eyes and I look behind him at the men waiting to continue the meeting, “You’re in a meeting though.” He shakes his head and looks at me like I’m stupid, “These men mean nothing to me,” he smirks, and walks toward the exit of the library, “Come here.” He beckons me with the flick of his chin and I nod, walking over to him, “That’s a good girl,” he says mockingly and my face feels like it’s on fire.

He walks up the stairs and into a bedroom that’s twice the size of mine and goes over to a bar, pouring himself a drink, “What do you think?” He asks looking around the room, I look at him confused, “Of what?” He laughs under his breath and walks closer to me, “Of our room, Princess.” I look at him shocked, our room? I just got a room last night. He laughs at my expression but says nothing so I speak up first, “I’m sorry for walking into your meeting earlier.” He shakes his head no and sets his drink down, “You’re sorry? No no no…” He flares at me like I’m stupid, “You don’t get to be sorry in my house.” I look at the ground, embarrassed again, “I’m sor-“ I cut myself off when I realise I was going to apologize again, Rafe looks at me mockingly confused, “Finish your sentence Princess.” I shake my head, scared that’s he’ll yell at me, “I didn’t mean to.” He looks at me like I’m a child who needs to be scolded, “You didn’t mean to?”, he laughs cruelly, “Then what the fuck did you mean to do hm?” He steps closer to me, forcing me to look up at him. He raises an eyebrow waiting for a response, “I,” I sigh, “I meant to say sorry but I always say sorry so I wasn’t thinking when I almost said it.” He scoffs and rolls his eyes, walking back over to his drink, “That’s pathetic. You always say sorry Princess? What a fucking joke.” My eyes fill with tears at his abuse but I refuse to let them fall, I turn towards the door, not wanting to entertain him anymore I mumble a fuck you as I grab the door knob and open the door but jump when it slams closed.

Rafe’s hand above my head, keeping the door closed, “What did you just say?” His eyes are filled with anger as he looks down at me and grabs my forearm, dragging me away from the door. I wince at the right grip he has, knowing it will turn into a bruise, “I said fuck you.” He jaw clenches when he hears me say it but he says nothing, instead pushing me away from him. I stumble backwards but catch myself before I fall. He takes a sip of his drink and talks into the cup, “Just remember that I own you,” I nod, tears flowing down my face, “Get the fuck out of my sight.” I open the door and close behind me, my hands shaking from what happened. I walk back towards the stairs and into my room, shutting the door and sliding down it, my trembling knees not able to hold me up any longer.

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Don’t Blame Me ~ Rafe Cameron x Reader (Mafia/Mob and arranged marriage AU)

Hi! This is my first ever fanfic, I hope whoever reads it likes it. 🫶🫶

Warnings: a little parent vs child angst, arranged marriage, toxic asshole rafe, smoking, sort of a little gun play (not really though), that’s it for now 😏

Word count: 1354

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My parents and I arrive at the Camerons’ residence and I sigh. I don’t want to go in, and I don’t want to see Rafe. My parents get out of the car and dad looks at me, “Y/N, you can’t just sit here. You must come in.” I nodand get out, following my parents to the open front door. I’m met with Rafe when we enter. My father holds out his hand “Rafe, how are you?” Of course I’m the only one in my family who doesn’t like Rafe, there’s just something about him. Rafe shakes my father’s hand and smirks when he sees me, “I’m great, sir.” I huff out a breath of air at the time of Rafe’s voice, he’s such a prick. My mother nudges my back to get me to say hello to Rafe, “Hello Rafe.” Rafe looks me up and down, “Hey Princess.” I roll my eyes, “Don’t call me that,” my dad pats Rafe’s shoulder and whispers a we'll talk later and follows my mother and I. As I walk away from him I notice the gun on his hip and lift my eyebrows in surprise but continue to walk. 

We sit at the dining room table, surrounded by other powerful mob bosses and there to young wives and cringe thinking that this will be the rest of my life. The waiter gives the table water and I thank her, I survey the room and make eye contact with Rafe, I look down not wanting to know I’m being watched by him. “I’m going to get some air, Mom.” I stand up and walk outside, the noise from dining room stifling. I stand in front of the water fountain watching the water spew out of the swans mouth. I jump when I feel someone brush my ear with their lips, “You shouldn’t be out here Princess.” Rafe’s hand runs down my arm and I shiver at the feeling. I scoff and start to walk away from him, not interested in dealing with him right now. Rafe’s hand shoots out and grabs my wrist and he looks at me angrily, “Don’t walk away from me, I was speaking to you.” I try to pull my hand out of his grasp but he’s too strong, “Let go of me, you piece of shit!” Rafe’s eyes darken when I called him that and he pulls his gun out of his holster with his hand, the other still tightly gripping my wrist. He brings the gun to my ear and runs it down my jaw, I flinch pulling my head away from his gun. He moves closer to me and whispers, “Why are you afraid of me Princess?” I look at him angrily but say nothing, afraid of him? I’m not afraid of him, that’s bullshit. I take a shaky breath in when he brushes the gun down my side, I take a shaky breath in, “I’m not afraid of you rafe.” He chuckles at that, a dark chuckle that sends a chill through my body. “I think you’re lying to me.” I shake my head no, not trusting myself to speak, knowing it will give me away. “But I think you are.” He pouts mockingly, waiting for response. I compose myself and answer, “Well I don’t care what you think because I’m not scared of you.” He rolls his eyes but says nothing the gun on my waist now, unmoving. I take a deep breath before speaking again, “I think I’m going to go inside now.” I try to take my wrist out of his hand again put he tightens his hand instead. He shakes his head no, “You’re not going inside till I tell you to go inside.” He puts his gun back in the holster and brings his hand up to my cheek, and I can smell his expensive cologne and his Italian aftershave. He slowly drags his hand down my neck and to my waist, pulling me into him , “We’re not done talking yet Princess.” I flinch at the closeness of our bodies and try to move away from him, looking for someone to help me, even though no one would if they saw me. “We should go back in, my parents are probably looking for me.” Rafe smirks and tightens the grip on my waist and looks deep into your eyes, he lets out a soft laugh and i feel his breath on my face, “I told you, you’re not going inside till I tell you you can.” I look at the ground not able to look at him anymore and nod. Rafe let’s go of my waist and wrist and grabs a cigarette from the packet and lights it. He breathes in the thick smoke and breathes it out in my direction. He looks me up and down, like a predator watches it’s prey and I shiver under his gaze. Rafe throws the cigarette on the ground and looks at me, “Let’s go back inside, it’s cold.” I nod and walk away from him, happy to finally be away from his watchful eyes. I bump into Ward, Rafe’s dad, I’m the doorway, “Hello Y/n,” he spots Rafe behind me, “Oh good, I found you Rafe. It’s time to talk to Mr. L/n, about, we’ll you know what it’s about. Nice to see you Y/n.” Rafe walks by me and looks at me with angry look in his eye and I shiver at the feeling. Rafe catches up to Ward and they walk into an office where my dad is sitting as well, Rafe closes the door but not before catching my eye and smirking at me. 

A couple hours later Ward, Rafe, and my dad walk out and my dad gives me a sad smile, “I’m sorry, Y/n. It was all I could do.” I look at him, confused, and then look at my mom who has a few tears in her eyes and I realize what’s going on. No, he wouldn’t just give me to someone else, he’s my dad. I look at my dad, “Please tell me you didn’t do what I think you did.” My dad looks at me with a sad smile, he shakes his head and hugs and whispers in my ear, “I’m so sorry my sweet Angel,” he holds me at arm's length to look me in the eye, “I had no choice.” But he did have a choice he was just too much of a pussy to say no. That’s when I realized that I meant nothing to him in comparison to his business, and that’s showing right now. Tears slowly flow down my cheeks and I shake my head, willing this to be a dream. No no no, I can’t do this, I won’t do this. I look at my dad again with tear stained cheeks, “I’m not doing this, I want to go home now.” I look at my mom expecting her to defend me but of course she wouldn’t. She would cry and say sorry but she was married the same way, I won’t fall in love with the monster I’m marrying though. My dad looks at me sternly, “You don’t have a choice, I’m your father and you’ll do as I say.” Ah there it is, the dad I know so well. He grabs my hand and pulls me to the car that will take me to the hellhole I’ll live in till the day I die. My mom walks over to me and hugs me, stroking my hair, “I’m sorry Y/n. You’ll be ok, you’ll be fine.” I look at her angrily and pull away from her. A man opens the door to the car and before I sit, my dad says my name and holds out a ring, a family heirloom, “Please take this my Angel, it’s been passed down generation to generation and it is yours now.” I look at him disgusted but take the ring. I sit down in the car and look the other way, never wanting to speak to my parents again.

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