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Reagan would slowly regain her consciousness, hearing the muffled voices of the family talk. Everything was a blur as she slowly open her eyes, nothing made out just blurry silhouette figures. She’d groan softly, gaining the attention of the father who abruptly stopped talking and looks to the bride to be “Ah.. she’s awake” the father spoke in a gruff voice as Reagan would again softly groan, sitting up. Her hand sinking into the plush bed as she’d blink a couple times, everything starting to become clear as she looked around her new surrounding. One moment she was home, now in a strangers room! Not the ideal situation as she’d rub her head and look towards the trio, her eyes scanning Mr Napolitani with daggers in her eyes “w-where am I.. where did you take me” She spoke , her voice quivering in the slightest as she’d look to the handsome young man next to his father “Junta, Reagan your bride” Mr Napolitani would say proudly as he walked towards the women and force her up by her arm, as Reagan shrieked and stood, her posture a mess like she was a scared puppy as she briefly looked up to Junta, her fiancé.. “…” she stay quiet and looked down “The wedding shall take place in 3 days!” Mr Napolitani boasted as he’d walked, swiftly grabbing his wife’s arm exiting on that cue, leaving the two alone in the room Reagan stared at the floor, her eyes shaking feeling a mixture of rage and sadness. How dare her parents betray her like that! And the fact she was forced to marry someone like him— ugh! But she decided to just make the best of it as she finally spoke up “It’s nice to meet you, Junta” @lunar69eclipse

Junta had been fighting with his dad about how inappropriate this whole situation was. Arriving from a trip only to find some random girl in his room, and to find out said girl was his fiancé? Outrageous! His father couldn't possibly be serious! He was mad! Truly mad. He was just trying to live his life at his own pace, trying to find the one! And now, because of his goddamn father, he couldn't! He'd be married to some random ass girl that seemed to have been promised to him ever since her birth. As he kept fighting with his dad, he too quieted down when he noticed the woman in his bed wake up, just crossing his arms and glaring at everyone as he remained silent throughout the whole process.... Well, until he heard when was the wedding "What!? Dad, that doesn't even give me time to get to know her!!" But the man had already left. "Such a selfish man... Urgh. Bastard can't think straight when it comes to love." Junta mumbled, his back to the woman standing behind him as she spoke up. He sighed, turning around and looking down at her with judgement-filled eyes, looking her up and down. He rolled his eyes a bit, before reaching his hand over. If he's gonna be married to her anyways, might as well try being nice with her. "Yeah, whatever. What's your name?"

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Reagan would freeze, seeing how he looked at her so judgmental! The audacity! As she’d shake his hand and lower hers. Is this what her life was going to be like?! Dealing with a bratty, selfish kid? “Reagan..” She spoke as she’d look away from Junta and continued on “ a-and I completely agree with you, your father is a selfish man” Shed boldly remarked as she’d began to walk around his room, looking around at all the little knick nacks “I still don’t understand why me…” she’d say as she stop at a photo sitting on his desk, looking at it “Cute..” she’d mumble to herself “Junta right?” shed swivel on her heels rubbing her head as it still ached “m-maybe we can just pretend for things to go swimmingly infront of your parents.. but when they are gone we can plan for something to go terribly wrong.. m-maybe on the day of our wedding I can say I cheat—“ she’d pause mid sentence “well no.. if I claim I cheated your father will kill me..” she’d shudder at the thought as she approach Junta “er.. I’ll think of something sir to get us out of situation..” she’d rub her arm, her stomach turning in uneasiness but if it would make things better for Junta she’d be more than willing to risk her life.. and her parents @lunar69eclipse

Junta hummed, going to his closet and checking inside for anything to change into. He sighed, closing his closet after coming to the conclusion he didn't feel like wearing any of his clothes. "Why? Because your parents sold you out most likely. That's what happens often around here." He spoke. He turned over to her when he heard the word cute, walking up behind her and lowering the photo so the image wouldn't be visible. "Not cute. Far from it. Nothing is cute around here." He spoke with a huff, still looming over her from behind. When she turned around, he took a step back and put his hands in his pockets, huffing a bit. *"Exactly. If you claim anything other than the fact that you love me at our wedding you'll be dead. I suggest you try and find a moment to escape and get as far away from this place as possible. Though the chances you succeed are very little..." He hummed He cringed a bit at the word sir. *"Please never call me sir..." He started, taking a step forward so they'd get extremely close as his hand lifted up her chin "If you have to call me anything call me Master~" he joked, before backing up again and laughing as he fell back onto his bed, his feet off of it since he was still wearing his shoes. @✩₊˚.⋆ 𝓢𝓪𝓫 𝓢𝓺𝓾𝓪𝓼𝓱 ݁ ☾⋆⁺₊✧

Reagan would freeze biting her lip in anger at his statement. Yeah she was obviously mad that her parents sold her to some man but the way he said it ugh! It made her blood boil as she’d fold her arms and huffed, watching him with sharp eyes as he’d lower the photo “Ugh! You know—“ she stop herself as she just raised her hand. No. She wasn’t going to say anything out of line as she’d rub her temple “The room is cute..” she’d then quietly say as he said nothing was cute. A lie. He was cute.. everything about this room was cute. The pictures too as Reagan would lower her hand off her temple as he told her his suggestion. She’d ponder on it for a bit before chiming in “Yeah… hmp.. I’ll think of something later down the road but I guess for now we just need to show we “love” each other infront of your parents and behind closed doors.. well? I-i don’t know maybe we can set boundaries..” she’d say watching him take a step forward “Master!?” she’d squeal her face turning red immediately, Reagan was a pure girl and just hearing him say that made her all flustered especially when he lifted her chin up, she’d gulp looking at him and in that moment she felt her stomach churn and butterflies as he let go her euphoria immediately went away as she’d snap out, huffing annoyed as she’d sit in the edge of his bed, her back to him “What boundaries should we set for ourselves when the doors are closed.. and how do you expect me to act infront of your parents to make it convincing..” @lunar69eclipse

Junta huffed "My room is far from cute. But think what you want, I suppose." He said, yawning a bit. He couldn't help but chuckle at her squeal and red face, humming a bit "Oh darling, so innocent~ you're really my total opposite. And boundaries? Good luck with that..." He said, sitting up and sliding his fingertips down her back "I'm very.. touchy. So there won't be many boundaries with me~" he taunted, getting his hand away. Junta leaned back into his hands, which laid on the bed "How to be convincing? I don't know, just don't avoid me and stay close to me, I'd guess?" He explained @✩₊˚.⋆ 𝓢𝓪𝓫 𝓢𝓺𝓾𝓪𝓼𝓱 ݁ ☾⋆⁺₊✧

Her body shuddered feeling his fingers run down her back, she felt aroused? as Reagan would turn her head back to him "d-dont do that!" shed say all fluster her face a bright red shed turn so shed face him, sitting criss cross on his bed as shed raise a brow "Avoid you and yet stay close to you.. sounds contradicting.." she spoke as suddenly a knock was heard on his door. Mr. Napoltani opening the door "Pardon the intrusion, but I believe its best Reagan get going to get her wedding dress, she will be escorted by Joshua" he spoke as a young man would enter the room immediately catching Reagans eye as shed wave at the body guard Reagan would turn away from Josh her face just pink seeing him as she looked to Junta "Do you want to come with me to pick out a dress..?" she ask her husband to be @lunar69eclipse

Joshua gave the woman a sweet smile as he waved back discreetly, remaining quiet as his boss spoke.

Junta hummed softly, raising a brow a bit when he noticed her blush from merely looking at the body guard. He huffed, but nodded and stood up "Actually, yeah, I'll go." He said, stretching a bit and reaching his hand out to help Reagan stand like a true gentleman. @✩₊˚.⋆ 𝓢𝓪𝓫 𝓢𝓺𝓾𝓪𝓼𝓱 ݁ ☾⋆⁺₊✧

Reagans eyes widen a bit as he offered a hand to her. She’d grab it as he helped her up, but stumbling forward she would fall on his chest, placing her hand on it to catch herself as she looked up to Junta, her heart racing “Sorry—“ Shed whisper as she pulled away from him and looked down to his hand debating on holding it..as she was hesitant and then looked back to Joshua and Mr Napolitani “Very well then.. have fun. And Miss. Reagan, no budget please, get the dress you’d like” Mr Napolitani spoke as he’d exit Reagan would look down and slowly force herself towards the door where Josh was, the reality of the wedding slowly setting in @lunar69eclipse

Junta blinked as she fell onto him, his eyes looking down at her as he smirked. 'She's clumsy, that's cute' he thought, before nodding "It's okay." He said back, leading the way out and even shoulder bumping against Joshua to get him out of the way as he kept a hold on the woman's hand.

Joshua cleared his throat after being bumped into, going on the other side of the woman and following along out the mansion towards town with an unbothered smile. "So! Miss Reagan, how you holding up?" He asked with a caring smile. @✩₊˚.⋆ 𝓢𝓪𝓫 𝓢𝓺𝓾𝓪𝓼𝓱 ݁ ☾⋆⁺₊✧

Reagan would gently squeeze onto Juntas hand as they exit the room walking down the hall towards the front door. She’d look towards Joshua and responded “Fine.. I guess” she spoke her voice quivering slightly “I guess the reality of all this is settling in..” she’d then softly say as they left the mansion, she’d let go of Junta’s hand and walked towards the car “There’s a bridal store I want to go too.. my mom got her wedding dress from there and I’d like to get mine there as well, it’s called David’s bridal shop.. it’s on 23rd st.. can we go there?” she spoke looking to Junta and then Joshua @lunar69eclipse

Junta nodded "Sure, let's go there." He said. Sitting in the back of the car with his soon to be wife and letting Joshua drive there. Once they were there, he got out of the car and let her out as well, before shutting the door and heading inside the shop with Joshua and his fiancé Reagan. @✩₊˚.⋆ 𝓢𝓪𝓫 𝓢𝓺𝓾𝓪𝓼𝓱 ݁ ☾⋆⁺₊✧

once Reagan got in the back seat she’d scoot over to allow room for Junta as he came in, watching Josh get in the driver seat as he took off beginning to drive. She sat anxiously in the car, holding onto Juntas hand to just calm herself down.. not realizing how hard she was squeezing onto his hand, as 20 minutes passed they finally arrived at their destination, David’s Bridal as Reagan would let go of his hand and looked down seeing how red it was “S-sorry!” shed say as she’d lift his hand and rub it slightly before lowering it, and unbuckling getting out of the car. Just standing in the parking lot and staring at the shop everything felt like a fever dream, she’d look to Josh as she’d smile reluctantly thanking him since he drove and walked in with her fiancé and Josh as they walked in they were immediately greeted by a older man around the age of 70 along with other women around the age of mid 30, a kind smile on their faces as the man spoke “Welcome! How can I help you today young lady?” the older man remarked as he’d gently grabbed Reagan’s hand and pulled her forward slightly to get a better look at her “I’m looking for—“ “Yes yes a wedding dress, such a beautiful bride to be.. who’s the lucky young man?” hed remark as Reagan would flush red and turned pointed to Junta “Ah.. nice to meet the fiancé here” the old man would reach his hand to shake as he’d then look to Josh “and I assume your the friend?” he spoke as Reagan merely nodded “well come come let’s get you fitted did you have any ideas on what you wanted.. mermaid tail, trail.. sexy..,” hed say as he’d walk Reagan down the shop motioning the two men to sit on the couch “Something.. chiche but sexy I guess.” Reagan spoke hesitantly as the man would begin to work. Picking out her first dress as he’d have Reagan try it on, the ladies helping her fit it perfectly

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as she’d walk out her breast sat nicely ontop perky almost like it was going to spill but not too much, her curves outline beautifully in that dress making her ass pop out more as she’d be holding fake flowers, walking down the small little runway as she’d look at herself in the mirror and then Junta “well..?” she softly spoke unsure, she wanted a dress he’d like too.. @lunar69eclipse

SPOILER

Junta looked down at his hand when he felt the tightness of her hold. He sighed a bit, practically smelling her anxiety as he decided to give her some comfort. He slowly moved his thumb back and forth on the back of her hand giving her the best sort of comfort he could while in a car. When they got there and she let go, he shook his head. "It's alright." He said, getting out of the car calmly and entering the cozy looking bridal shop. Junta looked around as they walked in, so did Joshua as they both stood on each side of the bride to be, looming over the older man and all the other ladies who were practically already swooning over them both. Junta gently shook the older man's hand, Joshua offering a kind smile to the older man before the two went to sit on the couches. Junta hummed when he finally saw her walk down the little runway dressed so beautifully. He felt his chest warm up a bit, humming a "You look beautiful." softly before looking at Joshua who was happily giving her two thumbs up.

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Reagan smiled softly seeing his reaction as she nodded slightly as he complicated her, she’d turn to the mirror and looked at herself .. nodding in approval “yeah.. I’ll take this one” she said confidently as the older man placed the Lacey veil on her to complete the look, Reagan smiled and looked down.. the feeling hitting way to hard, as she started to feel.. pain? All of this was surreal and going too fast for her liking, but what choice did she have?! She was *involved with the mafia and it was better to listen than to go against them.. right? She’d turn to Joshua and smiled, nodding at him as she’d leave with the older man as she’d changed back into her street clothes, as she finished she’d walked out the dressing room and towards the two men, slipping her hands in her pockets as she looked between them.. and faked a smile pivoting as she headed towards the counter* “It will be tailored and ready in a week” he said looking to Junta and Jousha “the total will be 1750” Reagan’s eyes widen.. fuck she forgot to even ask the price “that’s— really expensive I-I can find a cheaper one” she insisted as the older man chuckled “Ah but it’s your day! Don’t let the price get to you from your dream dress hun..” hed smiled kindly at her.. and then looked up to the men @lunar69eclipse