"Alison, can you come down here please?" My other called politely from downstairs. "Yeah I'll be down in just a minuet mum." I called back pulling my sweatpants over my boxers and pulled my Bring Me The Horizon shirt over my sports bra, and walked downstairs. "What's up?" I asked hopping onto the couch. "Being as you refuse to run my company when you turn 18 you are getting married." My father's aggravated voice boomed. "You're right I won't run your company, and you guys are funny if you think I'll really get married at your wishes." I laughed. "There has to be an heir to this company!" Dad said rasing his voice. "This isn't a fucking palace and I'm sure as hell not marrying any man you pick out!" I yelled and walked out of the house.
I pulled out my phone and called my best friend Sandra and my other best friend Matt. "Meet me at Central Park." I said and hung up running down the street while my parents screamed for me to come back. I kept running until I came to Central Park. "What's going on?!" They asked frantic as I showed up out of breath. "Mum and Dad want me to marry someone to "run the company" I said anger building up inside. "Do you mean like an arranged marriage?" Matt asked the anger in his eyes burning like wild fire. "Yea and as far as I know they already have it planned out to because they said I was getting married!" I said my breath finally returning.
Sorry this one is so short I'l upload more very very soon c:
Love,
Abby
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Arranged Marriage to a Mafia Prince
Teen FictionAt the age of 17 Alison is forced to marry an asshole that with the snap of his fingers could make her do anythign he pleases. Can she convince him to change his ways and be his wife, or will she go down with him and become his slave of pleasure, ma...
