Fit For Royalty

“Wait, wait, wait, wait!”

Emelia confusingly demanded.

“You’re telling me that you are forcing me to get married to the mayor’s son!”

“And not only that, but they have no idea that I’m not interested because you forged my signature!”

My ‘mother’ rolled her eyes at me, her attitude telling me she thinks she has the right to make important decisions about my life on her own accord. My mom, Tatiana Gayle Harley, is 45, and the town’s dick warmer.

“You know what I am not going to fight it, after all what’s expected from the town’s lap whore. There are only two things you’re good at and that’s sucking dick and warming one, and you don’t even do that shit right, cause dad’s been fucking our maid for almost 3 years now!”

At that, she gasps, from my colorful words. Maybe. Or from the news? Who knows.

I was pissed and pressed, my dad wasn’t all that bad, at least compared to other men in the city, he was a fucking God given miracle. He did believe in male supremacy but not to the point he would force me, his daughter to feel less than what I am, plus he was one of those rare dads in the town who doesn’t want to see their daughter grow up, so every time I act un-lady like he would support me, because unladylike means no man would willingly approach me.

My mother on the other hand worships male supremacy, I’m not sure if it’s a degradation kink but she lives for it, even had the guts to try and mold me into her, I told her to take her raisin ass looking face into the sun for it to finish its half ass job of vanquishing the demon. She was a bitch on a global scale level to the point that at thirteen she started to teach me how to pleasure a man and at fifteen she wanted me to fuck the mayor’s son so I could end up pregnant and I would have to marry him.

The only reason she even wanted me to get with the mayor’s son is because she herself can’t fuck into the family so I’m the next best thing.

When she first told me her plan I almost bitch slapped her. I controlled myself...slightly, instead I attempted poisoned her that same day, sadly the poison wasn’t enough, and it didn’t kill her, but it sure as hell bedridden her for like two weeks, best two weeks of my life. The mayor family and this family are close, apparently the wives of both family we’re childhood dick warmers and they grew up together sucking dicks to snag themselves a man with a position, which is how Denario –who is the mayor’s son and I were made.

This wedding was hiked by my witch of a mother and Denario’s brainless, useless mother, she was a bit better than Tatiana, and she never forced anything on their son, nor did she ever try to plan against me like the other mothers do, but she was dumb and therefore easily fooled and easily manipulated. So, I highly doubt she’s a part of the planning stage and just simply thought I finally wanted to settle down.

Denario Valaôu was obviously rich as fuck, they were the biggest family in the entire country. His father, Mr. Valaôu has been a politician for years which meant he was big money and he is the major of the biggest city, this city. My dad is also a politician but not as high up as the Valaôu family but still fricking big. Back to Denario, he is two years older than me, making him 26 years old. He was...okay I guess, he is a bit too calm, too silent, a bit deadly, but sexy as fuck, which explains why I love fucking with him. He never once tries to make me feel beneath him, nor had he ever verbally abused, so if I was to marry anyone in this god forsaken town, it would be him. He had olive skin, lean nose, and black wavy hair

I grabbed a coat from the closet by the door and ran out. I was heading over to Denario to sort out this mess because if the old hag thinks she’ll get me in a frigging wedding dress, she can kiss my ass after I bend over.

It didn’t take long to enter their expansive household, the security letting me in as they knew who I was. I didn’t have to ring the bell because as soon as I came face to face with the door, it swung open. Denario’s mother, Elise, was smiling widely on the other side of the door while I just scrawled at her.

“We were just talking about you! My son is still in disbelief that you finally agreed to marry him!”

Is it possible for a scrawl to tear someone’s face in half? Cause mine felt like it could.

“Fuck no, my dick warmer mother forged my signature.”

As soon as that sentence left my mouth it was as if the entire town paused.

Immediate panic showed on her face, she started pacing and mumbling to herself. I almost felt sorry for her...almost.

“Oh no, she has caused a huge commotion.”

“Excuse me! Explain what you mean!” I asked as she ushered me into the living area, where I saw Denario sitting on a huge couch.

“She announced the wedding to the public the same time she told me, I found it odd you weren’t there much less that TT was one to announce it and my son looks just as shock as anyone, she even said the wedding is in two days, I didn’t know. I swear I wouldn’t have...”

My mind went blank. Did she just say two days! I’m going to poison this son of a fucking bitch, and this time I’ll triple the fucking dose.

A few hours later, I was somehow at my engagement party. Almost half the city was present at the city center where my supposed engagement party was being held.

My carrier (my mom) was making herself extremely scarce. I could only catch fleeting glimpses of her before she disappears among the crowd, wallowing in the attention.

Denario was close by me. He tried apologizing for not denying it, but I stopped him. I know my carrier would not be stopped unless I embarrassed her. Even though I was against marriage, I did like Denario. He wasn’t uptight like the other men, and he has never forced me to be like the mindless women in the town. We have a general and personal understanding of each other.

I finally spotted my mom talking to a council member, most likely arranging to warm him dick. I excused myself and quickly walked up to her. Before she could run, I pulled her back. I pulled her to the center of the crowd and asked everyone for their attention please.

“Hello, everyone. Thank you for showing up at my engagement party. One I had NO IDEA about until a few hours ago.”

My mom tried to say something, but I used my hand, which was still wrapped around her arm to sink my nails into her flesh, to get her to shut up.

“While I do love me some Denario, I refuse to do it under the demand of this woman. As of right now, I refute most connections with the Harley family, specifically Tatiana Harley.”

With a few gasps from everyone surrounding me, I walked off. I found Denario outside, sitting on a bench drinking from his wine glass and following my every move with his eyes.

“If I didn’t know any better, I’d think you do love me.” Denario said as I sat beside him on one of the many benches scattered all over the town center. I kissed my teeth at him before leaning onto his sides.

“Even if not now, I would have to marry you if I wanted to keep you, or else you’ll marry someone else. And I’m no one’s mistress.”

“Definitely wife material, who would dare think to keep you as a mistress. Must be mad.” They both sound off with mad giggles.

“One thing I’m slightly confused with, though, is that you’re going to marry me, but you disowned your mom who pushed you to marry me, which you wouldn’t if it was up to you.” Denario asked while running his thumb back a fourth the expanse of my left thigh.

“She didn’t do this out of the ‘goodness of her heart’. She is a cockwaffle sucker and she did it for more power and more dick access. With your connections, she could turn this whole town into a whorehouse. Plus, I’m hoping this is enough to bring my father to his senses and divorce her before he catches something.”

“Oh heavens, what the hell is a cockwaffle sucker?” Denario asked folded over to prevent the expensive champaign he just snorted from running onto his tuxedo.

“My mom.” I said as I watched him try not to die of laughter.

Denario knew the ways of my mother and how it was almost how his mother turned out. But Major Valaôu is a lot more traditional and believes in having a single partner. He was a good influence on her, and when she gave birth, she didn’t know if it was a boy or girl. Apparently, the thought of her daughter being known only for her mouth and what’s under her clothes was so unappealing that it stuck with her. Even with a son. My mom was almost completely cut off when I told Denario what my mom was trying to teach me, and Denario told my father.

Their relationship was never the same, but my mom always pushed that boundary.

~~

It has been a few hours since Emelia had disowned her womb provider publicly. Shockingly, she didn’t hear anything back after the entire engagement party went up in flames. That by itself was shocking because for the past nineteen years of her life, all she wanted was for that woman to shut the fuck up and sit the fuck down with at least three days’ worth of journey in-between them.

Even though it was quiet as Emelia felt free from her mom, the town was anything but silent. The hour prior, she sat down with Denario and his parents and had a serious conversation about how to proceed. Despite her earlier statements, she insisted on having the wedding plans continued. To say everyone was shocked would be an understatement, when she was asked why, she kept repeating herself convincing notion of Denario being the only male who does not make her skin itchy and want to peel it off with a butter knife,

Seeing as how Emelia was not planning on changing her story, they relented. Immediately the wedding planning continued. The dress was finalized; the cake would be finished the day of the wedding-in less than two days.

Onto present time, she is explaining everything that went down to her father, as she still has not been seen since the engagement party-very weird considering she never shuts the fuck up.

“Look, I know this is weird, but I am not lying, I am loving it. when was the last time you could actually hear yourself when you speak instead of loud ass noise all throughout the fucking day.”

“That’s not the point Lia!”

“Sure. Anyways, I do plan on marrying Denario.” Emelia said while eating an apple at the table across from her father.

“Do you like him?” Her father asked, clasping his hands under his chin and leaning forward as if waiting for a grand confession.

“What does that word mean?” Emelia responded back throwing another slice into her mouth.

“Oh my god, it’s like you’re five all over again.” By now his face was in his hands.

“Then why are you marrying him. Please don’t tell me you’re doing this to spite your mom.” He added staring back at his daughter.

“No! That’s too much energy wasted. I just know if I don’t marry him, he’s going to marry someone else and I don’t want that. All the other guys here are stupid and backwards.” Emelia said, turning her face up in defiance.

“Sounds like love and jealousy to me.” Her father mumbled leaning back into his chair.

“Well, your hearing is faulty, you’re half near ancient anyways.” Her father quickly pushed back his chair, walked around and smacked her on the back of her head then walked away towards the kitchen.

She laughed out loud before following her father to annoy him even more. Memories like these are what keep Emelia sane. Through it all she knew if there was anyone by her side, in her corner, always defending, always protecting and always guiding her, it was her father. That man would sacrifice the world to save her, and she loved him dearly.