"I'm here to marry you".
My eyes meet with his immediately. Is this some joke or something?
"You're kidding right?" I blurt but his doesn't look like it.
"Sadly I'm not. I came to make you mine" he shrugs taking a sit.
"You're absolutely welcome. Honey get him a drink. What would you like Sir?" Dad asks and I pinch myself to make sure its real.
I've never heard dad sound so humble. Mom walks over to the bar eager to take his order.
"I'll settle for red wine" he says crossing his legs like he's in some paradise where everyone's his servant.
I glance at Diane and frown deeply. She drooling and doesn't even try to hide it. I think everyone's going crazy.
Mom serves him and waits for him to sip like he's some god.
I see absolutely nothing godlike of a man that raped me without remorse.
"Good wine. Have a seat please. We've got lots to discuss. You too wifey" he says and I wish my glare can snap the life outta him.
"There's nothing to talk about. I'm not marrying a man who stole my innocence" I say. He chuckles and I hate the fact that his dimples are so attractive.
Taking a proper look at him now, he looks different from the man that raped me.
His jet black hair is braided into two and he's got piercings too.
Both on his eyebrows and ears.
His lips are redder than I remember. Maybe he's been kissing some stripper and boom he remembers Riley lives in San Francisco.
Did I mention his jawline? Damn I need to stop right now. We're dealing with a rapist here.
I should be thinking of ways to murder him not admiring the asshole. I snap outta it to find him staring right at me with a lopsided smile.
I gulp hard looking away from those dark eyes. Why is everything about him so dark?
"Riley sit" Mom says. Before I can reply, Diane dashes from her sit and forces herself right beside him.
I scoff. She can have him if she wants. Maybe then I will finally have peace.
Dean seems uneasy.
"Hey can you move over? It's hard to breathe here" he says and I bite my lip to keep from laughing. The look on her face is totally priceless.
She grumpily stands and sits beside mom.
"You were saying something about not marrying me, wifey" he says with a half smile.
"My name's Riley not wifey. And yes, I'll rather die than marry you" I growl.
It's hard to believe he's the same guy I was checking out a while ago with the way my voice drips hate.
"I think I have just enough for a funeral" he shrugs and I feel like smacking him.
"What's your relationship with my daughter?" Dad asks. Wow! I'm finally someone's daughter.
"It's quite a rough one" he says and I arch a brow. Mom glances at me.
"Thing is, I raped her" he confesses.
"That's crazy. Why would you rape her? She's plain and ugly. I mean there are lots of sophisticated women out there. Why a high school nerd?" Diane says and I seeth inwardly.
"I love your comment. You've got a big point. Why a high school nerd?" He says staring at me. My jaw drops.
I can't believe he just said that. His eyes sweep through me and for some reason i pull my jacket to hide my chest. He smirks and my cheeks burn.
How dare he look at me like that.
"I find her quite interesting." He says and Diane rolls her eyes.
Deal with that bitch!
"So why do you wanna marry her?" Mom asks.
Hold on....I hope they aren't really considering marrying me off to him.
"I don't owe you no explanations. I want her, that's it" he says.
"I'm not marrying you" I half yell.
"Isn't she underage?" Diane says. Though she's doing this for herself, I'm glad she said something that could get me off the hook.
"I don't give a shit what some fuckin law says" he states refilling his glass.
I look desperately from mom to dad. They're not gonna give in, are they?
"Mom, you're not gonna give me away to him, righ?" I ask. She doesn't reply. My heart starts racing.
"We can't give her to you. You raped her and..."
"Fine. Don't give her to me" he interrupts dad and we all stare at him. What is he up to now?
"I'll buy her and pay for damages" he says shocking us all.
If there's anything dad loves, it's money. He's greedy and will definitely do anything to get it.
"How much are we talking about?" He asks. My eyes widen. Though I knew it was likely to happen, I didn't really think he would actually trade me for money.
"200 million" he says and everyone rises. My heart stops for a second.
"She's yours". That single statement sends my world crashing down.