All Chapters of Godfather : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

 I was in a love-hate relationship with myself. I hated my body so much for allowing Octavious to have such an effect on me but I also knew that I couldn’t help it because what he was making me feel was foreign and new to me. My parents had made sure that I didn’t even hold a boy’s hand, I wasn’t allowed to have male friends like Jessalyn had and I definitely couldn’t get a boyfriend. I always thought my parents were attempting to protect me because I was their youngest and Jessalyn was the oldest and most rebellious.  I always tried my best to please my parents because I wanted their approval. I didn’t have to try very hard though, because I had been the favourite. My father would call me his princess and my mother would show me more attention than she ever showed Jessalyn.  I could tell that the attention that my parents gave me bothered Jessalyn, and that was why she would act out

 You could almost hear a pin drop in the thick silence as Lilith and the male designer of my dress waited for me to say something about the dress. I hadn’t heard a word that the designer said with his thick Persian accent when I entered the room because my eyes were solely on the wedding dress clad on a mannequin for me to be able to fully inspect. The dress was in no ways horrible and something from someone’s nightmare. In fact, it was the most beautiful dress I have ever come across.  The dress was everything I had ever dreamed of. I knew that Octavious knew everything about me but it had only now settled how creepy it was that he brought the dress I had always imagined myself walking down the aisle with to life.  I always pictured myself wearing this dress as I walked down the aisle, marrying the true love of my life. I never thought that the one vision that I had of ever finding a happily ever after had

 The sun seemed to shine a bit brighter today and the  birds chirped with excitement. I was so excited and happy for the arrival of my older sister, that I felt like I could fly and dance on the clouds. I was over the moon and I did everything with haste because I didn’t want to waste a single second.  I usually dread opening my eyes and I often procrastinate when I have to get out of bed because I have zero motivation to do anything. But today I was up before my glam squad came knocking on the bedroom door. I didn’t even bother to be offended by Lilith as she gave a snide comment about the first lady wearing a pair of jeans.  The outfit that I wore was still professional and sophisticated, it just wasn’t the usual outrageous gowns that Lilith wanted me to wear. I was going to be hanging

 Things had been real intense two days ago after Dash and my sister helped me escape. I could tell that they had put a lot of time and thought into planning our great escape away from Octavious. After we had hopped into the car, Dash drove around calmly and coolly in circles before we went under a tunnel and he hurriedly worked with Jessalyn to remove the tracker that Octavious had put on the car. Jessalyn then had me change out of everything that I wore in case I had a tracker on my clothes or anywhere on me.  After that we drove for what felt like hours but was actually maybe a little over an hour as we made our way to a dock and there was a man waiting for us in a small boat. Dash drove the BMW into the water while we all got onto the boat and we were off. After the sun had set and we were sailing far away from wherever Octavious was, a helicopter picked us up in the midd

 Octavious and I were walking beside each other as we walked into the large home. As always, it was silent, clear of anyone and sparkling clean. I felt both brain dead and in shock. I couldn’t believe that Jessalyn was dead and that everything had come crashing down only minutes away from my eternal freedom.  I wasn’t walking next to Octavious because I wanted to, but because I wanted to make sure I listen to everything he tells me or else it’s going to be a long night. I was dreading being alone in a room with him because I was afraid of what he would do to me. I hoped the torture had ended, the trauma that I’ve suffered tonight is immeasurable to anything else he can put me through.  We made our way into his bedroom and I nervously stood still as he closed the bedroom door. Now that we