Aaren’s Pov
I was curious to know why my parents wanted me to come home to California, well I mean school’s still on session and I’d to take a break and come home because Mum told me it was really an important matter. Later in the day, I found out I’m to get married to some high school Brat! For reasons only known to them but Dad made mention about something about the good it would do to both family companies if i got married to her.
Don’t even know what I’m going to tell Tessa my girlfriend cause I planned on proposing to her on her birthday, but I don’t even think that would be possible because my parents will do everything to make sure I get married to this girl I know nothing about and just thinking about it all makes me want to puke. I’ve told my friends about it all and Andy laughed so hard while the others said it was the best thing my parents had ever done for me, it might be them being sarcastic or just indirectly trying to tell me that they dislike Tessa so much and are finally glad that I won’t get to spend my entire life with her anymore.
Never wanted to even accept it at first, but then Dad threatened me with losing my shares and not getting anything in his will, like wtf! I mean that’s too much for choosing not to get married to some random stranger that’s old enough to be my little sister. “Did they even think this through? This is madness”I said to myself before itching my hair.
I love Tessa so much and nothing’s going to change that but I’ll just have to look or think for a way to tell her, and maybe she won’t get mad at me and decide to break up with me…plus it’s a contracted marriage so I can file for a divorce after we get married. She doesn’t even love me so I know this is going to be so easy and end smoothly.
We’re finally inside the Downs family Mansion and we’ve been sitting for almost an hour now but the star of the day hasn’t showed up yet, as much as I hate this whole marriage idea…I was kind of curious to know what she looked like in and out. “Mum, when is she going to get here? Cause I’m losing my patience and my butts starting to hurt like hell!”I whispered, stealing quick glances at my mum.
“She will be here very soon son- you really don’t need to worry”Mum replied reassuringly and I forced a smile. The noise from the ringing of my phone made everyone in the room to fix their gaze on me. “Um…Excuse me, I’m going to go take this somewhere private”I excused myself and walked out of the dining room to go look for somewhere more private to talk to Andy, well he sure says a lot of Nasty shit so I rather not answer his calls at a public places.
He just kept on talking and talking and he asked about my wife to be nonstop, that only annoyed me the more and I had to end the call because I felt someone else’s presence in the room. It was just like a staring contest because we both fixed our eyes intensely at each other. “I know you!...”Were the only words that escaped from my mouth. She was that crazy girl in front of that coffee shop the other day.
“What’re you doing here? You jerk!”she asked with flames of anger shot through her.
I rolled my eyes and tucked my hands into my black neatly ironed suit trouser, then I rested my back on the wall and held my suit jacket in one hand and it dangled not touching the ground. “I don’t need to tell you my name because an important public figure like myself doesn’t need to start introducing myself over and over”I said with a big smirk on my face.
She hissed and crossed her arms together, “You don’t look an important person to me”She raised a brow and looked at me properly.
“Quit staring at me like that because you might as well go blind anytime soon”I stared at her from her head down to her toes and wore a disappointed look on my face. “I don’t see anything special about you Peanut”I mocked with my eyes not leaving her chest.
“Who’re are you calling peanut? I’m not a little girl so don’t you dare call me that again”she warned before placing my right hand on my waist. She still hasn’t noticed that my eyes were still on her boobs.
“I could never get married to a girl like you because of so many things; you don’t have an atom of respect for anyone, you feel your better than everyone…plus you’re so rude and don’t have the features I want in a woman”I explained with a silly look on my face.
“Certain features?”She asked wearing a confused look on her face.
“When I mean certain features, I meant women with no breast and yours is the size of a peanut. That’s laughable”I answered with my one of my fingers pointing at her chest.
Her cheeks turned red immediately and she hit me hard continuously on my chest, it seems her blows wouldn’t stop coming so quickly held both of her arms and pinned her to the wall. “Don’t act like you’re so strong peanut, your sisters so calm and you’re the opposite…”I drawled with eyes not leaving hers.
“Brenda and I are not the same so mind your business”She muttered , her face was glistened with sweat. I licked my lower lip and stared at her again but this time I filled the little space in between us.
“What do you think you’re trying to do?”
I chuckled and let go of her arms, before taking some few steps back to allow her breath properly. “Peanut for a second there I thought you were going to push me off and show me how fierce you are but I guess you didn’t because something else was on your mind”I teased and she slapped my arm.
“You’re so boring and I can’t imagine myself putting up with the likes of you, now go upstairs and go put on something more presentable…teenagers who claim to be young adults”
“I hate you and don’t also want to get married to you, air head”she yelled and kicked my knee. I limped due to the pain on my right leg and glared at her.
“You aren’t a wife material, but a psychopath! And you make me sick”I said with disgust.
“And you’re a rich spoilt brat who thinks he is so different from me”She spat and I hissed. She just never shuts that her mouth and accept defeat, and the fact that she always have something to say pisses me off. “What are my parents thinking? I can never spend my entire life with this young lady that’s got a mouth as fast as a type writer”I thought to myself.
“What’s going on here?”A famine voice asked and we both quickly turned our heads to the direction of the voice to see who just walked in.
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Married at Nineteen
Romans"Who the Fuck are you?"Aaren asked, not taking his eyes off Winifred. "And who are you to ask me that question hah?!" "Look here Sugar queen...the next time you would say something like this ,I promise I won't let you go so Easily. Witch!" ...
