I'm Mirena. I'm 17 years old.
And my parents thought to get me married.Why? Well, they think that i might do something crazy, and might get pregnant.
"MIGHT"!!!!!
But i know the real reason.... As cheesy it may sound, that is the truth! OK?!
They want me to get married, so they can grow their business.
Jeez!!! I cannot believe them. I am just 17! Just a teenager man!
The guy is their business partner's son, Michael.
He was in my school. And he is a 'Man-whore'!
He always bully me. I don't know what is wrong with him? I never did anything to deserve his tramp ass to get on my ASS!!!
maybe i know!
I was never the one who wanted to get into his "trap" and let him fuck me.
Since i started resisting him, he started bullying me.
And here we are now. I cannot believe i am gonna get married to his ass.
Michael and I did not get to talk that much, 'cause i was too shy and he was too forward.
Hence, we didn't have a good start.
Now, as soon as i turn 18, they will tie our asses together.
He is 22 already. And I don't even know a thing about him. Vice versa.
Tonight, they have invited our family for dinner, where they will make us "talk".
Jeez.....
So like in few hours, I'll be in my "future husband's home" ... How great is that huh?
Not great at all.
After some time, at the 'Jackson's Villa'
I am not gonna lie, their house is pretty badass.
But i still don't wanna live with him as his wife.
I see his father and mother at the entrance of their house door.
I am really getting nervous now. How am i gonna do this? How is this even gonna work?
Dad: Mirena?
I snapped when i heard his voice.
I look up to him in the rear view mirror.
Mirena: hm?
Dad: i know sweetheart, that you are nervous. But try to get comfortable. And you always said you were very adaptable. Right?
I sigh and just nod my head.
My parents don't even know that he was the reason i wanted change my school. Not that i am getting the ''bad vibes'' , as i say.
I am really sick of this asshole.
Now, since i never let him fuck me, 'cause that was wrong.
God is making him my husband. Giving him every right to.... I don't wanna say it! *Eye roll*
I was so zone out , that i did not hear my mother open the door and extending her hand for me to hold.
I held her hand, as i made my way towards their front door.
Having a fake smile.
Mrs. Jackson: Hi Mirena. It is nice to see you. You have grown up quite beautiful , since we last met . *Cupping my face*
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Fantasyso, these are the stories that came into my head, but were too big to make it to 'Imagines' and too small to make it to a book. hence, i made this. many mini stories in one. I WILL NOT TAKE REQUESTS IN THIS. ALL RIGHTS ARE OWNED BY ME. PLEASE BE NIC...