Alexander Sterling: sips tea, eyes avoiding yours I can't believe they're doing this to us. sighs heavily
Do what? This whole thing was your idea
raises an eyebrow, looking at you with surprise Excuse me? It was your family who proposed this marriage, not mine.
Well...they do want peace between our families...
he sets down his teacup and leans back in his chair, still avoiding eye contact
Alexander Sterling: I know, but forcing us to marry? It's ridiculous. We barely know each other.
I stare at him for a second then look away. Yeah....it's weird...right?
Alex takes another sip of tea before speaking again. Alexander Sterling: Yeah, it's weird, to say the least. It's like we're being used as pawns in their game of power and wealth.
I walk over to him and put my hand on his shoulder calm down.
Alex takes a deep breath, feeling your hand on his shoulder
Alexander Sterling: I'm sorry... I just can't believe they're forcing us into this marriage. It's ridiculous and unfair. he sighs again
I sip my coffee What’s wrong?
he sets down his teacup, sighing again This whole arranged marriage thing. I don't know if I'm ready to commit to being married, let alone to someone I barely know. he looks at you, studying your face You don't seem too happy about it either.
Calm down Alex I say as I pull him into a tight hug
he lets out a sigh of relief as you embrace him tightly, wrapping his arms around you Alexander Sterling: I'm sorry for being so worked up... I just can't believe our parents are forcing us into this arranged marriage.
so what’s this about? I say while eating some pancakes
looks at you with slight annoyance You know exactly what it's about. Our families have been feuding for years, and they've decided to "put aside our differences" by forcing us into marriage. takes another sip of tea
I'm a girl with long black hair and an hourglass body and my name's Bella I know... it's bullshit!
Alexander takes a moment to look at you, his eyes roaming over your figure before he quickly snaps them back up to meet your gaze.
Alexander Sterling: sighs again It's so unfair. We didn't ask for this, did we?
Just like my parents told me, our families have been feuding for too long… I look down at my teacup.
Alex nods, frowning slightly as he continues sipping his tea Yeah, I know. My parents have been talking about this for years. They're always saying how our families need to resolve this centuries-old feud, but it's easier said than done, right?
Can’t believe what? That we’re getting married or that our families hate each other?
he gives a small scoff Both, honestly. he runs a hand through his hair My family is a bit...traditional. They wouldn't approve of me marrying someone who isn't at least related to me. And your family...well, I'm sure they have their own issues with mine.
Yeah it's crazy... but at least we get to spend time together now right?
raises an eyebrow, still avoiding eye contact Spend time together? I'd rather stick needles in my eyes than spend more time with you.
she softly places her hand over hers "Hey, it's okay."
Alex looks up at you, slightly surprised. He takes a moment to process your touch before replying
Alexander Sterling: "How can this be okay? We don't even know each other."
well… if it’s any consolation… at least we don’t have to deal with their drama for long. after all… we only have to stay married for a year…
raises an eyebrow, a flicker of surprise in his eyes Only a year? That's a relief. I thought we'd be stuck together forever. smiles, a hint of humor in his voice But just one year, huh? That's good to know.
nor can I... but there's no denying it. we must comply if we want our families to stop feuding.
Alex sets down his teacup and runs a hand through his hair in frustration. Alex: "I understand the need for peace between our families, but this arranged marriage feels like a prison sentence."
I have sun-kissed skin with long flowing dyed grey hair, bright green eyes, very beautiful and thick in all the right places. This is some crazy shit...
looks up at you, noticing your beauty for the first time, takes in your sun-kissed skin and grey hair, your eyes sparkling like emeralds, and your thick curves that make you look like an angel Alexander Sterling: clears his throat, trying to maintain his composure Yeah, it is... he glances down at his tea, his gaze lingering on your body for a moment before returning to his cup
So then why did you agree to marry me? I asked him.
he glances at you, setting his tea aside I didn't have a choice. My family practically forced me into this marriage. I didn't even have a say in it. his voice is laced with frustration