Adrien's POV
I walked back home, not bothering to call my driver to tell him I wasn't at school. All these feelings almost dragged me down. When I walked into the house, my father was waiting at the top of the stairs.
"Son," Father began.
"What's up, fucker?" I rolled my eyes at the man who raised me.
"Watch your mouth, boy," he glared at me.
"Whatever," I looked around me like I was looking for something. "Where's that whore that you're fucking?"
"Alexandra is a very nice lady. I might even say I-" he started, but I didn't want to hear anymore of this.
"Cut the bullshit. Why are you out of your office? What do you want from me?" I asked sharply.
He blurted out, "You are going to marry."
"Says who?" I snarled at him, daring to keep eye contact.
"Says me and Chloe Bourgeois's father," he elaborated.
"I've already slept with that slut 50 times. I'm pretty sure she has some sexually transmitted disease anyways. So I'm not marrying her or anybody anytime soon," I replied.
"This is not your choice to make, son," Father began to descent the stairs towards me. When he was in my face he added, "And I want two boys to heir their business and ours."
"Fuck no," I spat.
Smack! "How dare you say that to me! I am your father! I built you! I made you big—a star. I can take that away, dumbass," his voice reverberated off the walls.
I grabbed my stinging cheek. "I apologize, father. I-I understand your decision, and fully support the idea."
"Glad you changed your mind. I knew I raised you right," he walked back to his office. "You are dismissed."
Once he was in his office, I slumped my shoulders and ran to my jail cell of a room. I collapsed on the bed. Father beat me regularly, today was one of the better days. One time he broke my nose. Needless to say, he got me the best plastic surgeon money can buy. I went back to modeling a week after the surgery.
But right now, my father hitting me wasn't the huge problem. The big problem was a little bitch who wanted to sleep with my main target. And that couldn't happen.
Le Time Skip
The next day at school was like any other day. Nino and I talked during class, skipped a class to go to his house and drink, and girls flirted with me. Nothing new at all. Well, except for the fact that Marinette was with Luka the entire day. The boy knows how to flirt, I have to say. But he doesn't know how to be subtle for the life of him. During math class, his hands were all over her.
Desperate mother fucker.
After school ended, I wanted to talk to Marinette about this guy. I didn't know yet what I wanted to say, but I wanted to say something. Marinette is slow as fuck, so I waited outside of her classroom after school. It was a Friday, so everybody would be leaving as fast as possible. I knew Marinette would take her precious time, probably assuming I was going to a party like every Friday. But today I was on a mission.
Finally, after 20 minutes of waiting, Marinette walked out of the classroom. She didn't expect me to be right next to the door, and she continued walking because she didn't notice me. I grabbed the back of the collar of her shirt to make sure she noticed me.
"What the h—"she began until she realized who was pulling her back.
"I didn't know you had such guts," I looked her straight into the eyes. "What were you going to say? I want to hear it."
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Bullied (A Miraculous Fanfiction)
RomantizmOne sentance. That's all it took. One sentance made Marinette Dupain-Cheng mortal enemies with Adrien Agreste. --- Ever since one fateful day, Adrien Agreste bullied Marinette Dupain-Cheng. But what happens when he sees realizes they aren't all tha...