The Death of A Bachelor [Excerpt]

In the very moment I had thought my dream of being part of my very own version of Orange Is the New Black life in the stinky and quite moldy jail; I was being bailed out. My guess was it was Alfred, our butler. Quite Ironic, but he was completely different from the comic books. He was efficient, but really talks back way too much for his old age or to my liking to be honest.

But as I was escorted by the Police Officer that had his eyes on my breasts the entire time, I stood stock still all of a sudden. It wasn't Alfred, not the driver Klaus, not even my own father Santiago, this was a different man.

How could I ever forget that face. The Bachelor, the infamous, Carlo De Luca. The man--sort of a man, that just so happens to be the same man that I was forced to marry. I know, it's cliché as hell. But get this, my parents had actually made me choose who I'd marry and I had stupidly said I'd want an Italian Megalomaniac that has more money than sense. But I had never knew it's be this man--he was rich, Italian, and had sense, unfortunately. Why the hell did I ever gotten myself attracted to the Italian Salami?!

"You've been very naughty, Cara." he tutted and his eyes glared at the Police Officer that I hadn't realized was still in the same room.

"My parents sent you?" why was I asking the most obvious question.

"They've sent me to take my bride." he smirked. He actually could be attractive with his rugged features and dominant structure, but he was just too damn cocky for my liking, hence the reason I had refused to even meet him or even look at him without stopping myself from punching him in the face.

"I'm not your bride!" And never will be. Not to an arrogant ass like him. Never in a million years.

"You will be in a few days." he corrected.

Have you ever had that feeling of complete shock that you somehow forgotten to breath, think, and almost every essential thing in life? Well, that was what I was feeling. If I had thought hell had been my life, I was going to be in for the ride of my life.

I should have just binged-watch Game of Thrones and Sherlock than be in this situation right now. Well they say you regret everything in the end. Let's just hope I don't regret as much as I should. It's just my life that I had screwed up.