Paige

I fall silent as I look at the blonde boy next to me. He doesn't spare me a single glance.

"We'll get into trouble sooner or later, Draco." I say as I look at the drink in my hand.

Draco taks two steps and stands right in front of me.

"What makes you think that I'd let you go back to Graham after the things he did to you?" He growls as he looks down at me.

My eyes drift over to Graham. He talks with my father, a few other men that I don't recognize and Daphne. His hand is placed around her waist.

"For fuck's sake, Amara. Look at me."

My eyes spot the smile on Grahams face. It's the same smile he used to put on to convince me that he is in love with me.

"Amara."

I can't believe that I gave him my trust when he said that he didn't enjoy punishing me or that he actually loved me.

"Amara! Look at me."

Draco repeats as he grabs my chin and turns my head.

My eyes drift over to Draco.

"You are staying here tonight. In my room." And with that Draco grabs my hand and drags me towards the huge dinner table.

My eyes lock with Narcissas.

"The dinner will be served shortly. You two have a perfect timing." Says Narcissa as she smiles at us.

"Amara, my dear. Where dou want to be seated. Next to Draco?"

A light smirk appears on my lips.

"I'd prefer to sit next to you, Mrs. Malfoy." I answer.

Narcissa smiles.

"How many times did I tell you to not call me that. Of course you can sit next to me, sweetheart." She answers.

Narcissa places herself on the chair next ti the head of the table where I guess Mr. Malfoy will be seated.

I walk over to the chair next to Narcissa as a hand on my waist stops me.

"I got a saying in this too, you know? I'll sit right next to you wether you like it or not." Whispers Draco in my ear.

A light smile displays on my lips as I seat myself between Narcissa and Draco.

I have to admit that an uneasy feeling creeps up as I think about the fact that I sit with the Malfoys instead of my father and my future husbands family.

It doesn't take long for the guests to place themselves at the table.

Graham, his family and my father sit right in front of us.

I feel their disgusted stares lingering on my skin.

I ignore their presence and concentrate myself on the food that is served.

A plate with some of the most expensive and finest food is placed right in front of me.

My eyes drool st the sight.

I can't remember the last time I ate properly.

"Enjoy your meal."  Says Mr.Malfoy, signaling everyone to start eating.

I lift the fork as my eyes lock with Grahams.

He shakes his head as his eyes shift down to the meat on my fork and back to my eyes.

I get nervous and start to lower the fork again.

A hand stops my movement. I look to my right to see Draco holding my arm. He takes the fork from my hand and shoves the it directly into my mouth.

He doesn't make a big fuss about it and places his attention right back to his own plate of food after sending Graham one last warning glare.

I shyly chew down the meat as I try to ignore the looks from the few people who watched the scene.

The dinner passes quite quickly as I only concentrated on eating my food and drinking some wine.

The dinner party seems to slowly end as more and more people say their goodbyes and leave.

Draco and I stand at a corner, waiting for everyone to leave. Mrs. and Mr. Malfoy are infront of us, saying their goodbyes to the guests.

Graham approaches as he thanks the Malfoys for the dinner. He looks between Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy and our eyes meet.

"We are leaving, Amara."

"Excuse me, Montague. But I think you mistook my date for yours. Your date is already outside waiting for you." Answers Draco, refering to Daphne.

"That's still my wife you are talking about." says Graham through gritted teeth.

"You are not yet married." Answers Draco dryly.

Graham falls silent as he sends me one last glare before leaving.

Only a few seconds later my father approaches us as he thank the Malfoys, just like Graham did.

"Amara. Think about the conseqences there'll be if you don't follow through with the deal."

My lips are sealed as I don't know what to answer my father.

"Mr. Caddel. I'd appreciate it if you and Mr. Montague would stop bothering my guests. Thank you for your visit. Goodbye." Suddenly answers Mr. Malfoy.

Draco seems just as shocked as I am. We didn't expect Dracos father to stand up for me. He's probably fed up with their behavior as well.

My father leaves.

The last guests leave a few minutes later and the door finally closes.

"Amara, you can already go upstairs. I' ll be there shortly." Draco exclaims as I nod and do as he says.

I try to walk upstairs but my feet hurt due to these freaking heels. I stop after a few stairs and try to free my hurting feet from these horrible shoes.

I suddenly hear voices.

Draco and Mr. Malfoy probably can't tell that I am still here due to the thin wall that seperates us.

"I hope she's worth it, Draco."  Says Malfoys father.

"What do you mean?" Asks Draco.

"I hope she's worth all of this trouble you're getting yourself into, boy."

"She is."

"I have nothing against this girl. It's actually quite the opposite. I know for a fact that your mother loves her as well." Says Mr. Malfoy before I can hear his foot steps fainting.

What is he trying to achieve?

I quickly make my way upstairs to the guest room. I leave the door open as I sit down on the bed.

I hear footsteps approaching as I see Draco taking a quick glance into his room (which is on the opposite side of the guest room I sit in) before looking into the room I sit in.

We lock eyes.

"You are sleeping in my room tonight, Amara."

"What?" I ask as a blush creeps up my cheeks.

"You are sleeping in my room. With me. In my bed."

Chapter 15 of Guillotine~ <3

Spice ahead :)