Chapter 6: His Offer

“Let’s talk privately,” I said. My knees are still wobbly and my nape is covered with cold sweat. I’m still nervous but I had to make things clear to this man.

However, I can’t speak freely with many ears listening to us.

“Follow me,” he said and walked out of the church.

I followed him while holding the sides of my long wedding dress to prevent myself from falling. I heard Dad call me but I didn’t listen.

Outside the church, a sleek black car awaited. The bulky man with glasses I remembered to be his driver opened the backseat door.

“Where are you taking my daughter, Mr. Moriarty?” I heard Dad’s voice from behind but instead of turning around, I went inside the car.

I know I might be dealing with someone dangerous, but when a door opens for you after being locked for a long time, it’s hard to just stay in your position. I’m not sure if the marriage this man is offering is a bluff or not, I don’t want to marry him either, but at the moment I just want to get away.

“I assure you