My Arranged Marriage to a Cocky Billionare

Getting my Attention

"Arianna come down here!" yelled my "mother".

Oh were are my manners, my name is Arianna King. I come from a wealth family stuck up in my twin brother, Tanner, life. Even though i am the younest i am treated like a shadow. You know i am their but you don't need to look and instead you don't look ,but you continue your own life. Thats how i am treated. I may not be abused and i am financialy supported my lifes rough.

Ugh! " yes mom!" You actually remember my name.

"Honey,come down here,your father and I would like to take you out to dinner."

"with Tanner?"

"Nope just the three of us"

"Ughm.....ok?" Am i going crazy or did my parents just ask me to join them for dinner without Tanner.

Getting ready was not a struggle. I went shopping about a week ago, so i had the right dress for this occasion. I showered and washed my hair. I put on a very sexy thong and bra. I dont have any man to show my body to,but wearing it gave me a boost in confidence . I then slipped on a dress-it was sweet heart neck,hung to my body like a glove,and it bought out all my feminine curves. It was a soft pink and had a crossed back, like an X. I have curves and round boobs,my mom calls me fat,but we both know I am not. After,I went straight for my makeup and hair. I pulled my silky jet black hair out out of my pony-tail. I have natural straight hair so i just left it to hang, but i added just a little volume and shine too it. I got my grandmas hair, it is straight and silky. On regular days i would make it wavy. I then put on a nude eye shadow, massacre,and eyeliner that made my blue eyes stand off my fairly peachy skin. I put a locket and no earings. My mom hates it when i don't wear earings,but who cares. I look in the mirror and i look good. I wont lie and tell you I never had a boyfriend or i can't appeal to a man's eye because I can. Just never interested me. My family is one of  the richest in the USA  so people know me. We own Kings of Kings, it's my dad's company. Anyway it is time to go see my "parents" for dinner.

"So...hows work dad" it was awkward and strange for me,but my parents had these smiles on their face that stayed on all night.

"Its going great actually,but we came to hear hows your life not mine" he said surprisingly softly while rubbing his 5 o'clock shave.

The rest of the dinner went smoothly and my parents got to know what i like and do with ny life. At first of was a surprise and then i got comfortable, too comfortable. At least it was a step in the right direction. I had a dream that very night about when I quited piano, for my parents.

I was ten years old and i looked sad as usual. We came back from Tanner's basketball game. My parents were laughing and hugging Tanner in front of me while just walked in their shadows.
"Tanner you won the game,you make us very proud parents!"
"Mom I have my piano recital tomorrow and I-" I shouted,startling them.
"Sorry, we can't come Tanner has championship game so...."
"So you won't come" i said trying to fight the tears.
"Nope,ask the butler to come and watch." My dad spoke with no interest
I ran to my room and cryed my eyes out. I didn't even go to the recital and i quit the piano.
"I hate my parents I wish they could-"

I woke up feeling the same way i did 10 years ago. Hate, anger, and depression. I need to get my mind off my parents so i called my friend, Carly,and we went to the club.