Asher:
We were sitting in the Rodriguez's driveway "Son, be nice." My dad said in a dangerous tone, I nodded, we walked to the the door my mom knocked, a woman opened the door "Hello, Mr. Clinton, welcome to our home." The lady said she is Mrs.Rodriguez, Mr. Rodriguez was sitting at the table, we were sitting and eating talking shit like that, we heard faint crying, my dad looked at Mr.Rodriguez, "Harper! Are you crying?" He yelled "No, that's Amara!" A girl yelled back, the sobbing continued the same voice said "Bitch, if you don't crying I am gonna slap you." I smirked knowing I would have shot the person, I continued eating, my parents, and the girl's parents were talking in code, I rolled my eyes, I had to sit through this shit, I would figure it out soon enough. They kept talking, I heard a new voice they were talking about something "Son?" My dad asked I looked at him "Hm?" "So do you?" "Do I what?" I asked a little sarcastically "Marry Harper?" He asked "The girl that yelled?" I asked they all nodded "Yeah ok." I shrugged this is gonna be fun.
Harper:
"Oh no I ain't gonna hurt him, I'ma kill him." I hissed I had to walk past the dining room, Josie was down with beating the shit out of the dude who cheated on Amara and hit her, it pissed me off, I had my bat and I was happy, I walked past the entrance my dad cleared his throat "Sir?" I asked sarcastically I didn't even try to hide it "Where you going?" He asked I smirked "To either kill somebody or almost kill them." My dad's face paled, the couple that were joining them looked scared, the guy however looked amused "What?" I asked in a haughty tone "Nothing, but you have a motive, right?" I smirked "Obviously." "Carry on." I glared at him Josie walked up behind me "Let's go." She said "Wait, guys you don't have to." Amara whimpered behind us "Yes I do, I told you from day one that if he hurt you, I was gonna beat the shit out of him, he didn't believe, now he can have proof." I said smirking "Can I come with?" The guy asked "Sure." Josie said He got up and followed us to my car, " your car?" He asked, I nodded, what the fuck is his problem with me having a Bugatti, like fuck you bitch.
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Teen FictionHarper Rodriguez is 21, her parents are the most powerful people in the drug cartel business, her parents want her to marry the heir to the Spanish mafia, she admits to liking him. Their marriage is proof of the alliance to start war, against the Am...
