Bella's POV
I walk with my father down a long hallway until we make it to a room. It stands at the end with a mahogany door separating it from the hallway. My father stands in front of the door and knocks. Me being the short person I am I can't see who he is introducing me to. finally he moves and I step inside and see the god from the party. He scans my body from head to toe which makes me shiver, but his gaze quickly turns hard. The office soon was consumed with awkward silence as I shuffle on my feet due to my nerves. I was looking trying anywhere but him. Until our eyes met again,the tension rose in the room as his stare turned into a glare.
My father cleared his throat and began to speak. "Isabella this is Mr.Knight, you and him will soon be married in the next few months." It was if a full bucket of cold water was dumped on me. I was paralyzed, why? My body shook, I felt like I was in a different dimension. How could my father give me away to a man I barley know? I looked at my father dead in the eyes with pure hatred. "How could you..." I say with shock turning into anger. "How could you do such a thing, pairing me with a man I barely know...why!" I take in a breath and continue "Your my FATHER I look up to you I have done everything I could to make you proud and happy!" my eyes are watering and my fathers face looked pained. He moves towards me trying to pull me into a hug but I quickly pushed him away " no don't touch me!" I mumble out.
I looked over at Mr.Knight he had a amused smirk on his face. Now my blood is boiling I feel like I'm going to explode. "You better wipe that dumb smirk off your face" I warned him. His smirk widened except his stare was cold and daring. "Ohh sweetheart we are going to have much fun." He said in a deathly low husky voice. I wanted to gag and jump on him at the same time. Oh god I have to leave. I moved my dad out the way and pushed open the door and ran.
As I get closer I can hear both my parents yelling my name. I get to the exit I'm relieved when the cold night air nips my hot skin. I got into my car and drove to my apartment. I decided to go there because I can't stand to see my fathers face. I finally make it to my beautiful apartment and go to bed trying to push the situation in the back of my head.
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RomanceIsabella Wood, the seemingly average 21-year-old daughter of one of the world's wealthiest men, defies expectations by embracing a normal life. Despite her affluent background, Isabella remains sweet, bubbly, and innocent. However, her life takes an...
