Arranged Love (Jelena)

Prologue

"You can't do this to me!" Twenty-three year old Selena Gomez screamed at her parents.

"It's already been done." Her father informed.

"Why?"

"It's what's best for this family." Her mother said carelessly.

"This family or you?" She spat.

"You don't have a choice."

"Why me?"

"You're our only daughter. It had to be done."

"Besides it'll be good for Jason to finally have a father." Her father spoke up.

"How can a man we know nothing about be his father. He mot likely won't care about him." She screamed at her parents, her emotions out of control.

She was angry, sad, disappointed but most of all hurt.

She was their only daughter and they had agreed for her to marry a complete stranger.

They didn't care that she was content with they way her life was.

They didn't care that her husband-to-be was located in another state.

They didn't care that she would have to leave her friends behind.

They didn't care how she felt.

They didn't care about her.

She escaped to her room where she broke down and cried her heart out because that was all she could do.

In a week, all her stuff would be packed up and she, along with her son, would move from the sunny California to the busy city of New York.

She would leave her best friends behind.

She would leave her life behind.

She would leave her dreams behind.

A contact was signed and she could do nothing about it.

If she refused, she would be in a jail cell along with her parents.

So she would have to bare with the stranger for an entire year before she could file for a divorce.

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"This is ridiculous!" Justin Bieber shouted at his father.

"It's necessary." His father claimed.

"Why must I get married?"

"You are going to run my company. I will not allow you to do so without a wife. Besides, your ways with women need to stop. It's not good for business."

"I don't even know the girl!"

"There will be enough time for that later."

"She has a child!" He tried to convince his father.

"You'll make a good father."

"Is there anyway I can get out of this?" He asked exasperated.

"If you don't marry, I'll give the company to your brother."

"No." Was Justin's sharp reply.

"So you'll get married?"

"Yes." He sighed, defeated.

"Good." And with that he took a sip of his drink, grinning at his unhappy son.

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