Chapter Five

Selena Lethal

ITALY

I sat tied up to a chair, with a priest before me, he looked very scared and I couldn’t blame the poor man, we were standing before Angel Roswell, and even his shadow could scare off thieves. “Don’t make this hard baby!” Angel said, there was no way I was going to marry him today, no way!

“Don’t call me baby, I hate you, now let me go before it’s too late Angel,” I said, the priest looked frustrated, he wanted to leave.

“I’ll never let you go, you’re my bride.” He said, he sounded so sweet but I wasn’t deceived, this is Angel Roswell I am dealing with. He has no emotions, a man who is feared by everyone can never be nice.

“What makes you even think I’ll agree to marry you, Angel?” I asked, he smiled, a very cunning one.

“Dimitri!” He yelled and Dimitri ran in, he was holding onto a laptop.

“Place the laptop before her.” He commanded and Dimitri immediately did as told, every motion Dimitri made was taken with fear, the fear of Angel. Dimitri began to type away on the laptop and a video of my father seated at the pool emerged on the screen.

“What is this supposed to mean?” I asked Angel and he smiled.

“I have CCTV cameras all over your house, I watch every action that happens there and I also have people ready to kill your father if you refuse to marry me today.” He said coldly, my heart skipped a beat but he could be lying. My father’s house has the top securities and there is no way Angel's minions could ever make their way into the mansion unnoticed.

“You’re lying, that cannot be my father, you are only trying to make me marry you!” I said and he smiled, a smile that meant he was not joking, but I wasn’t going to fall for his tricks.

“Pass me the phone!” He commanded one of his goons and the man ran over to us holding onto my cell phone.

“Take, call your father and ask him where he is and what he is doing.” He said very calmly and calculatingly, my heart beat accelerated and I felt my head spin as the man placed my phone in my hand. I immediately dialed my father's number and he instantly picked it up.

“Selena!” My father immediately said the moment he picked the call up.

“Father where are you right now?” I asked anxiously, Angel kept smiling evilly at me.

“I should be asking you the same question my child, did he hurt you?” My father asked.

“Father just answers my question, where are you and what are you wearing?” I asked while staring intently at the laptop's screen.

“I’m sitting with my legs dipped in the pool, and I’m wearing a black shirt.” My father said and that was accurate.

“FIRE!” I heard Angel say with a phone in his ear, I screamed and suddenly I heard the sound of a gun being fired in the background.

“Father!” I screamed while staring at the screen, my father had dropped his phone and had jumped into the pool. I began to see him swimming away and the phone was immediately dragged away from me.

“Are you crazy? What is wrong with you Angel?!” I yelled with tears falling from my eyes.

“Oh shut up, the bullet wasn’t even aimed at him,” Angel said, he didn’t look bothered at all, he had the same cunning grin on his face.

“What do you want from my family? What have we done to you?” I said, I began to cry, I felt very weak and I hated it.

“I want you, I want you to be my wife.” He said, he leaned towards me and stared right into my eyes while I cried.

“But I don’t want you, I hate you,” I said softly and he grinned.

“I have no time to waste baby, you either marry me today or I kill your dad.” He said, I took in a deep breath and stared at the screen. My father was trying to repair his phone, I could see his hands tremble, the camera looked as though it was facing him directly, it looked so clear, I knew my poor father was scared for my life, and I was scared for his as well because there is no way I will ever do anything that will make me lose him.

I stared at Angel, I took in a deep breath. “I’ll marry you!” I said and the smile on his face grew wider.

“Get over here you fucking old fool.” He yelled at the priest and the old man walked over to us immediately, the man was trembling and had sweat all over his forehead.

“Start the fucking wedding!” He yelled at the priest, the man stared at me sadly and then nodded.

“If you are ready to assume the obligations and duties before God, as I have defined them, you will unite your hands and pledge your love and your lives to each other.” The priest said, Angel immediately held my arm, he looked eager to get this done with.

“Groom, repeat after me.” The priest said and Angel nodded. Though he looked bored already.

“I take you, Selena Lethal to be my lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, for as long as we both shall live. This is my solemn vow.” The priest said. “Repeat it.” He ordered respectfully. Angel glared at him.

“I have no time to waste, let’s cut to the chase and sign the papers,” Angel said with gritted teeth. The priest nodded with fear in his eyes.

“Do you, Angel Rowell accept Selena Lethal as your wife?” The priest asked hurriedly.

“I do, I accept her to be my wife,” Angel said with a grin on his face.

“And do you, Selena Lethal accept Angel Roswell to be your husband?” He asked, I gulped and stared at Angel calmly, he glared at me, the only thought on my mind right now was my father.

“I do!” I said softly.

“Then I pronounce you husband and wife!” The priest said. “You may now-” The priest was cut short by a glare from Angel.

“Where are the fucking papers?” He yelled and Dimitri passed a file over to him.

He dropped it on my lap and passed me a pen. “Sign it!” He said curtly.

“My hands are tied up you fool!” I said, there was no way I could raise my hand to grab a pen. He signaled Dimitri and he immediately untied my hands.

“Don’t try anything funny!” He warned.

“I won’t!” I said. I flipped through the papers, from what I could tell, Dimitri was his lawyer and these were marriage documents.

“Sign it!” Angel commanded, I had already taken the vows, so I might as well just sign it. I flipped the pages and carefully engrossed my signature on it. It was sealed, I’m now Mrs. Roswell.