A/n: I haven't published on here in sooo long. I'm definitely gonna get back into writing for this story, and my bloodline imagines story which if you haven't already but should definitely check out! And I hope you all had a lovely Christmas! ❤️🎄

Marina's POV:

Arriving at Roman's luxurious home was almost nerve recking. All the cars and people around setting up for a meeting his dad was supposedly hosting was a lot to process.

"Okay, my chef should have our breakfast ready within the next 20 minutes, so for now do you wanna head to my room while I quickly go let my dad know we're here?" Roman asked me.

"Yup! Sounds good!"

After various twists and turns around his massive mansion we made it to his bedroom.

"Make yourself at home, i'll be back in a few minutes.." Roman kissed both sides of my cheeks causing me to giggle and then exited the room closing the large door behind him.

His room was large and extremely clean. Not much colour compared to mines which was surrounded in pink.

I decided to lay on his bed and turn on the TV waiting for him.

Roman's POV:

Knowing Marina was completely safe and comfortable in my bedroom I headed to my dad's office to catch him before his meeting started. One thing my dad absolutely despises is being interrupted.

I haven't spoken to him since my little breakdown I had after his actions towards me, and in my heart I had a grudge towards him now.

I find my dad sitting at his large main desk in his office with his laptop in front of him as he types vigorously. "Dad-"

"Where were you last night?" he cut me off asking sharply. Shit. Now he's gonna be on me about that shit too now.

"With Marina, I stayed with her" I replied casually.

"You aren't even married to the woman yet and you're already hoeing around with her? Keep your priorities straight and don't waste time on useless sluts."

Anger flamed through my body. How dare he speak about her that way, as if he didn't set this marriage up? He has no right to speak about her without knowing her. 

"Excuse me? What did you just fucking say about her? You don't even know her you imbecile.." I spoke angrily. My dad had now just crossed the line.

He could say whatever he wanted about me, but not my precious Marina. The sweetest girl let alone person i've ever crossed paths with.

A deep scowl appeared on my father's face. He hated being disrespected. Well guess what? Disrespect me? I'll take it. But her..that's not sliding.

"Who do you think you're speaking to like that son, your gonna give me attitude over a whore you could find any-" the words didn't get to leave his mouth as I pounced onto him over his desk.

Falling to the floor I landed a nasty right hand right to his nose. I didn't even realize what I was doing. The anger from the way he treats me, speaks to me, and now he's trying to talk shit about someone who I care about deeply. That wasn't gonna slide.

Distracted in my thoughts, my dad got the upper hand and landed a few punches right back on me.

I gained back the advantage stood up on my own two feet, kicking him a few times in the ribs and then leaving abruptly. I didn't even wanna be in the presence of this literal fool.

I heard him yelling out angry profanities but I ignored him trying to make it back to my bedroom. I was gonna get Marina and get the fuck outta here with her.

No chance I was gonna keep her here knowing my father now has a problem with the both of us. I cared about her too much to accept that.