First book for 'The Game's' series!
🚨Most rewritten chapters are in the beginning so please inform me if the plot doesn't make sense at some points later in the book!🚨
Sofia Garcia, also known as the assassin Raven, she loves making people mad but...
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"I don't want to marry you." She says for the hundredth time this hour. She's pacing around the room, arms crossed, with a death glare on her face. I look up from my phone and shoot her a blank look.
"What makes you think I'll want to marry you?" I say dry.
Her face scrunches up in displeasure at the thought. Besides her stubborn, sassy, spitfire personality, she has the behavior of a child. Whenever she hears something she doesn't like her nose scrunches like a baby looking at food they don't want to eat.
"I don't." She says slowly as if trying to make me understand how uncomfortable she is with the thought.
"It's not like you have to marry me. I don't want to get married either but I'm not throwing a childish tantrum. I came today for your dad and my parents and to give you a fair chance. I think it's only right you don't judge me even if you don't know me." I say looking into her angry eyes. If there was a circumstance we would have to get married, the marriage could be very beneficial.
She seems to see right through me, her stubborn and childish attitude dissolving in an instant. I've never seen such a serious side of her from the short time I've known her, if she's not highly aggressive, she's childish and overly happy. She looked even more beautiful for some reason making me slightly attracted to her. Her eyes held calmness but coldness while they stared at me, her eyebrows rested slightly crinkled with a frown.
"First of all, I want to make it clear that I am not being childish," She asserts firmly as I roll my eyes. "Secondly, I do know you Ales. Well I can figure out the rest from what I already know about you. It's not like I hate you but I just don't want to get married right now and you clearly don't either." She steps closer glaring down at me.
"Thirdly, if you truly have no interest in marrying me, you are free to leave because I don't want to marry you either. You chose to be here, so don't try to manipulate the situation in your favor. Offering you a 'fair chance' will not change my stance on this marriage. You are approaching this from a business owner's perspective, treating me like a mere business transaction or advantage. If that were the case your plan isn't going very far. I don't understand what makes you think you can greet me like a business deal and I certainly fail to see why I should agree to this marriage." Her death glare somehow becomes deadlier as she says the words with venom. I find myself smirking for some reason, feeling a sense of pride that she was able to figure it out.
"You're smarter than you display," I smirk. "Seems like you're trying to get me to marry you." I place my hands on her hip.
"We need to talk about that." She points out seriously and brushing my hand off.
"Aren't we already?" I place my hands back on her hip.
"You don't want to get married, I don't want to settle down-"
"What your a hooker or something?" I scoff amused while I cross my arms leaning back to the chair.
"Yeah, I make tons from my clients." She rolls her eyes.
