When Is It Love?

Chapter Six

I'm back again! Whoop whoop

So summer is starting in one week for me so i'll finally be able to update more. I'm so excited to get back into writing.

When do ya'll summers start?

Anyways, there's a book I just started named: Your Touch by @miaophir it's a really cool story, even though it's only one chapter. She actually asked to write one of my ideas I had at the end of my first book if you guys remember. I gave everyone a choice and I ended up choosing D even though another choice won, but shush. She's writing I think choice C but go and check it out.

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~Author-Chan

"Unhand me!" Marinette yelled as a man with a bulky figure held the back of her shoulder and her arm. She was struggling underneath his weight before slowly calming her mood so that she was only breathing roughly.

Mr. Agreste was now sitting with a stunned expression that made her smirk. It was very unlike her to enjoy such a 'terrible' fate the business man endured, but she couldn't help the warm, red spot along his cheek remind her of how powerful she was.

No, she did not slap him. She merely high fived his face.

Her triumph smile diminished when he started to laugh under his breath. Marinette looked at him, now with the stunned look, as he rose and fixed his tie.

"Oh yes, you will make not only a great business partner, but will produce lovely offspring for our family business to continue."

She nearly barfed at the mention of children. Not that she hated children but she had a bad past when she was little. It was understandable that she was uncomfortable with having children of her own. Besides, who says something like that? That was just creepy and totally uncalled for. She would not have children with his son, and even if this whole thing happened, he would not need to be that open with knowing.

The audacity of this man was infuriating. How dare he talk to her like they were close friends; no colleagues; no, like she even once considered the offer her mother left her.

"Mr. Agreste, with all due respect-"

"Darling please, I know you lost all respect for me when I began beating your business."

His comment dug hard, and Marinette had to compose herself before she continued the sentence he interrupted. "-as I was saying, I'm not looking to get married yet. This plan was meant for me to get married at eighteen! I'm turning eighteen in a week, Mr.  Agreste."

"All the more reason for us to start planning now," he told her with a smile, was it? "We'll have to obviously postpone your graduation ceremony, because two parties in less than a months time is stressful for-"

"Enough! Why are you acting like we've known each other forever? I barely know you," Marinette told him as the man let go of her arm so that she could cross them.

"Because, my dear, you are my future in law. We need to make amends if this is ever going to work," Mr.  Agreste said as Marinette's temperature only rose.

What did he not get? She was way to young to marry at this age and she wasn't looking to have children till, she doesn't know, ten years? Now all of a sudden she's expected to be pregnant within a few years?

Normally Marinette would be calm and cool headed, but nothing about this meeting was giving her peace.

When she scanned the documents she noticed the little symbol in the corner that meant it was an official, legal document. Her heart nearly stopped when she saw the print. What mother would tell her daughter to get married and then make it legalized so that she was forced to?