06. "Introductions and Impressions"

Emma

The atmosphere was tense and filled with anticipation as I stood by Andrew DeLuca's side, surrounded by the inquisitive glances of his associates. I felt like an intruder in a dark and dangerous world, one I had never imagined becoming a part of.

I wondered how I had ended up here. It was something I certainly wished I could change, but as I couldn't, I looked ahead and faced the harsh reality.

DeLuca smiled enigmatically at the gathering as if relishing the attention our arrival had garnered. His arm remained firmly around my waist, a silent possession that sent a clear message to everyone present.

"I don't want to hear a word more than you should say," he whispered.

"I won't say anything more, as long as our deal continues, and my father is safe," I replied with a wink.

"I am a man of my word, Emma."

He introduced me to each person as if he were holding a trophy, and from what I gathered, getting married was important for him to keep up appearances. The people here seemed