Marriage Contract With The Ruthless Mafia King

CELINE HERRERA POV

"You have got to be out of your god-damned mind," I said then gasped in shock because I hadn't meant for the words to slip out of my mouth. I glanced at my grandfather whose wry expression spoke volumes of just how much my words had offended him.

Forcing myself to appear remorseful despite the rage that burned in my chest, I got to my feet. "I am so sorry, I didn't mean to say that. This whole conversation is just so jarring that I can't seem to process it. I did not mean to insult you, grandfather"

Grandfather sat straighter, his gaze piercing into mine. "And what is so jarring about this conversation? Didn't you say you were ready to do whatever it took to make sure you get the company as an inheritance, or am I mistaken"

"No you're not, but I don't understand how you can come up with such a requirement. I have been running the company for five years now, I already have a sizable amount of share to my name and the people at the company are like a family to me and now you're just going to take all that away from me if I fail to fulfill your conditions"

Grandfather crossed his arms. "If you do not want to follow my instruction then you can as well resign this very moment and give Delia the company since she is ready to do that which needs to be done"

Delia nodded and I wanted nothing more than to wring her neck. After college, she had thrown in the towel and fought hard that she didn't want anything to do with the company and now here she was acting like the dutiful daughter all because she wanted to make my life miserable.

"But getting married and having a child is just plain ridiculous!"

"Celine!" He thundered and Delia stepped toward him and gently touched his arm.

"Don't be upset, grandfather; you know how selfish Celine can be," Delia said, giving me a pointed look. "You're trying to be fair by giving us these terms and yet she is still being mad about it. You've always wanted to hoard everything for yourself, haven't you?" she asked, a sneer on her lips.

"So you are ok with being forced to get married and have a child in two years because no matter how I see it, that's the most absurd condition if I've ever heard one"

Delia shrugged, then grinned, her lips stretching so wide they gave me the creeps. "I could do it in one, Celine... You see, I don't plan on losing to you in this life or the next... You should just quit the company now while you can"

I scoffed in disbelief, my gaze moving from Delia to Grandfather's. This was the plan all along, wasn't it? Grandfather had always loved Delia. I was the daughter of the mistress who caused his Son and his wife's death, so why would he allow me to run the company when he could come up with something so bogus and almost impossible to achieve, something he knew Delia could get done since she lived recklessly anyway? I was sure they knew that I wouldn't be able to go through with it... They wanted me to quit. Delia had always coveted anything I had, especially when she knew I worked hard for it.

I'd confronted her once in high school after she stole my boyfriend, and she just laughed and said she did it because it was fun and how it being easy gave her all sorts of thrills. I'd been bawling my eyes out and she'd just been grinning.

It was a vicious circle that kept repeating itself and now as I stared at the triumphant look on Delia's face, it became clear that the only reason I'd been allowed to run as CEO of the company for so long was that Delia wanted me to suffer for it, she wanted me to grow attached to it so that she could rip it out of my hand viciously, that way I'd be doubly hurt, and there was nothing more that fed her crazy than my pain.

Why couldn't she just let me be? She'd already taken so much, the company was the only thing that was really mine, and I had poured my blood sweat, and tears into it, so why was this happening? No. Not this time. I was going to fight her this time and I was going to win.

"Fine then," I said and watched as a look of surprise passed over their faces. "I'll do what you want, and if I am the first to achieve the condition, the company will be mine, with no arguments"

Grandfather's expression soured but he nodded and called for his lawyer to bring in the document.

We signed the papers, got our own copies as evidence, had pictures taken and when everything was done, I left stewing in anger.