《The Godfather {Being Edited}》¤Chapter Sixteen¤
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Euphoria wiped her tears away against his chest. She didn't know how long they stood as she cried but she now felt worn out and wanted nothing but sleep. She wanted to be mad at Demetrius but she couldn't because Tasha did warn her that he was and still is a bad man. She should've prepared herself and asked him to do the same for her. Plus it's not like he sent them after me.
"I'm sleepy." She mumbled against his chest. "Extremely sleepy."
"You're not gonna finish your dinner?" She shook her head. She still hasn't untangle herself from him. "Come take your medication"
Euphoria stepped back slightly allowing him to reach for her medication. He helped her take it as she still kept her arms wrapped around his waist. Once they had finished he lifted her up causing her to wrap her legs around his waist and bury her head in the crook of his neck.
"There are some pills that will make you drowsy so you'll be sleeping before you know it." He explained. "Don't fight it alright."
"Ok." She mumbled snuggling into him more.
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Euphoria shot up in a panicked frenzy as she sweat tricked down her body. Her breaths deep and hollow. Eyes darted around in search of her nightmare. Slowly she began to relax when she noticed she was alone in a strange room that brought her comfort from the smell that drifted through it. Euphoria knew she was in Demetrius's room.
She slowly reached up and wiped away the sweat with her palm. The door to the room opened and Demetrius entered with a tray in his hand. Euphoria couldn't help but return the small smile he gave her.
"Good morning mi cioccolatino." He placed the tray on the bedside table on her side.
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"Good morning." She smiled at him before glancing out the window. "What time is it?"
"It's a little past 10. You must be hungry." He picked up the tray and brought it towards her.
"Let me brush my teeth first." She giggled. "The food won't grow legs and run away." She removed the sheets from her body.
Demetrius chuckled as he watched her limp towards the bathroom. "I need to rub your foot after you've taken a shower."
"Free massage? Don't mind if I do." She shrugged as she entered the bathroom.
Euphoria did her business, brushed her teeth and washed her face. When she finished she entered the room to find Demetrius tapping away on his phone. He had moved from the bed to the little sitting area. The food sat on the coffee table.
Once she sat down Demetrius placed the tray on her lap before she could say anything. Euphoria giggled at his eagerness for her to eat. "Relax I'll eat."
"Yes I know but you didn't finish your dinner."
Euphoria, to stop him from worrying, lifted the large cover. On the tray was a plate of bacon, French toast, sausage, small bowl of fruit and a rectangular box. Ignoring her food she lifted the black box.
"What's this?" Euphoria asked as she shook the box to hear a jingle like sound.
"Open it." He urged.
This is must be what got his ašs all hyped.
Euphoria opened the box none the less. It was a silver chain with a cross that had diamonds in it. I know I said I like to wear mens clothes or whatever but not once did I say jewellery.
"Uhm?" Euphoria touched the cross. "I think this is a man's chain Demetrius." She said looking up at him.
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"Yes it is tesoro. It's mine and now it's yours." He stated removing it from the box.
"Why?" She couldn't stop the question from slipping out even if she tried.
"I want you to be my woman." Her eyes widened. "I'm asking for you to be my woman and I, your man." He took hold of her free hand. "This," Demetrius lifted the chain, "symbolises you're importance and whom you belong to as well as to who I belong to."
His woman? Holy shít!
"I practically snotted all over your shirt yesterday and you turn around and ask me to be your woman?" She asked with a cheeky smile. "You're a weird one."
Demetrius chuckled. "Is that a yes?"
Euphoria sighed. "Demetrius you're an important criminal. People who hate you will come after me all my life if I go through with this. I mean take yesterday's incident for starters."
"I know and I do heavily apologise for that." He placed the necklace down, placed the tray on the coffee table before turning to her. "I won't sugarcoat anything: I am a horrible man and I don't deserve a woman such as yourself but I can't help but want you, crave you. I already told you what my intentions are with you; to marry you and build a family with you-"
"But you're family never dates or marries people of colour and those bellow their class."
"I don't give a shít about what my family does or doesn't do, this is about what I am doing, what I want and that is you Euphoria. I want you."
"You know our relationship will be frowned upon especially on my side because I'm black. Not everybody is down with the swirl." Euphoria expressed her worries. "Nothing will ever be sunshine and rainbows."
"And I don't expect it to always be sunshine and rainbows." He shook his head. "I love your skin colour and that's all that should matter, but if it's a great concern of yours we'll both take it one step at a time. If anyone wants to harm you they will have to get through me and my guards."
Euphoria hummed as she thought about the pros and cons. Everything could go wrong with this relationship. Everything is so wrong about it in the eyes of society, but it feels so right. "How old are You?" She asked after a long moment of silence.
Demetrius was caught of guard and confused by her question at the current moment and time. "37."
Now I've got to add the whole age gap to this.
"You're so old." She shook her head. "There are so many con's than pro's."
"Haven't you heard mi amore?" He questioned with a smirk.
"No heard what?" Euphoria arched her brow.
"Love always wins or love always concors all?"
"You're so corny, are you sure you're the Godfather?" Euphoria laughed.
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