Chapter 1 I'm Married, Apparently

• -Reyna
• "Your wedding dress is here. Check the size."
• My dad's cold voice snapped me out of my thoughts. I just returned from my mission of killing the Mayor. His blood was still on my demi jacket and I didn't bother to clean. I grew used to it.
• "But dad.. Sister has blood all over her body. The dress will be ruined."
• My younger sister dashed into the room, wandering her eyes over the dress that I barely stole a glance at. The dress meant nothing to me except another mission that my father threw on my face last night. After doing countless missions, this time I had a marriage deal on my hands, marrying our biggest rival, Mason.
• My father scoffed, pulling his favorite daughter into his arms,
• "It's okay, darling. This dress is as priceless as blood to your sister. Do you think that someone likes her care for a wedding dress?"
• I pressed my lips tight to conceal any emotions that threatened to show up. Yes, I was a cold-blooded monster to my father and the whole world. Thanks to my father, I had given up all my feminine energy fourteen years ago. From wrestling with the lions or standing in the snow for the whole night, I did everything to prove myself as a capable heir.
• But it was never enough for him. My sister was always his favorite even though she made little contribution to building his empire.
• I ignored the harsh comment and gave him the good news that he was expecting.
• "The Mayor is dead, Dad. He won't bother you anymore."
• I waited for his reaction as killing his rival was the only thing that could give him happiness. He looked up at me and replied plainly, still cuddling my younger sister in his arms.
• "Of course, you would. If you can't, what is the use of you?"
• This one sentence transported me back to my childhood. I had a pet cat that I adopted from the street. Once I spilled tea over my dad's lap. As a result, I had to shoot it with my own hands.
• "Daddy!! NO PLEASE! I can't...I can't do this.."
• That seven-year-old Reyna kept begging her father for hours. Instead of showing mercy, my dad replied heartlessly.
• "You want to be your dad's favorite, right honey? Only Daddy will love you when you learn how to kill your favorites for him."
• That's when I shot my last pet without even considering a second time. From that moment, I had grown zero feelings about shooting anyone.
• I swallowed the painful flashback memory with a sigh. For once, I wanted to hear that something I did made him happy. He left the room before saying, "Also remember to shut your sassy mouth. This marriage is important for us. I don't want you to upset Mason with your words. If you do anything like that, you will be dead to me."
• I watched them leave with a big smile. He never cared for my feelings. Although I never understood, I always felt that I was the unwanted child in his life. My sleep was gone after they left the room. The only place that I had to comfort myself was the bar. I slipped into a pair of new clothes before driving away.
• Home was never a comfort for me. It will never be.
• ***
• "I will have some water please."
• I ordered the bartender, sitting down on the stool absentmindedly. Drinking was never pleasing to me. I was the worst drunkard and avoided drinking in public.
• "You got a pretty ass, huh?", a sultry voice tore my attention from the water in my hand. I looked up to see a handsome face, lusting over me. Despite his hungry look, it was undeniable that he really had an attractive feature. The man exuded a dark charismatic aura, the folded sleeves of his hands exposed his dark tattoos. He carried the aura of a Mafia man already.
• I scowled at his comment, checking him from up to bottom.
• "Excuse me? Are you hitting on me?"
• Most men were hateful here. They came to have sexual fun with other girls here despite having a wife at home. I hated unfaithful men the most in my life. If they were going to cheat, what was the point of having a wife?
• The man wiped his wine-stained lips seductively. His eyes lingered on my cleavage and I swore that I had the impulse of clearing my bullets right on his skill. But I restrained myself to avoid the drama that my dad told me to hold on to.
• He replied incoherently, leaning a little closer, "Come on! I know what you are looking for? Trust me, I can give you the best price. Give me a number and I can satisfy you, honey."
• Did he fucking take me as a prostitute?
• I played along, waiting for the right moment to destroy his ego.
• "Oh really! How big are you to satisfy me? Let us see it once."
• His face turned ashen, realizing the taunt behind my words. He grabbed my arm fiercely, with a strong smell of alcohol hitting my nostrils.
• " Why don't you go into my room and feel how big it is?"
• His friends appeared after observing the heated exchange between us,
• "That's enough, buddy! Your father will kill you if you mess up here."
• Rage boiled in my veins. This rich spoiled brat came here to spoil my mood. I replied coldly, "Yeah, listen to your friend. Go away before I shoot your head."
• Something lit in his dark eyes. He seemed like he loved the challenge that I was throwing at his face. He smirked maliciously, challenging back.
• "This pretty got some attitude. Why don't you just please me and play this game in my room, baby? I would love this attitude over my body."
• "YOU JERK! Stop assuming women like shit. Not everyone wants to get on your pants." I fumed, barking in his face.
• His other friend interrupted again, pulling him away by his arms, "Enough! Enough of this, Mason! You got a wife now, dude. Don't ruin your image before the wedding."
• The name froze my thoughts. I gasped in disbelief, staring at the man right in front of me.
• "Mason? Mason Rhodes?"
• I couldn't believe that I was confronting my soon-to-be husband who was labeling me as a prostitute. Mason grinned, taking pride in his name and status.
• "Yes, baby! Now you know. Get on your knees and pray prettily before I fuck you in front of everyone."
• I lost the last bit of patience that I was holding on. Grabbing the whiskey glass from the table, I smashed the liquor right on his face and yelled.
• " I am your new wife, you lecherous asshole!”