Chapter 13. The Kiss

Leah’s POV

I got into the car, my heart thumping in my chest. The door was closed by Jules and for some reason, I wanted him to ride along with us. But sadly, he did not. He literally got in the other car behind us to follow. 

I was again in this small space with Rafael, and I was already regretting it. He was quiet, he had his attention on his phone in his hand. His cologne filled the car, and it smelled expensive. 

I still could not believe that this was my life; that this was literally happening. Just a day or two ago, I was making cereal and staying in my room after school until the next morning, just brain rotting on Tiktok. 

But now, here I was, in another country, about to get married to the son of a mafia boss. It seemed way too surreal. It was like I was in a movie or a book. 

A part of me still could not believe everything that was happening. So you’re trying to say that I won’t ever see my mom again? So yo