PROLOGUE

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"Abrianna Galvez put that goddamn key now!"

The fuck will I! Binuksan ko ang kotse at minaobra ito papalabas ng garage.

I can see father fuming mad, shouting and commanding everyone to stop me. He pointed the gates for them not to let me out. But no one can and no one will.

Bago pa man nila maisara ang mataas na gate ng mansion ay inunahan ko na sila. I stepped on the gas and flee out of this fucking place.

Wala akong kilala na maaari kong puntahan ngayon. I have friends but they are not someone for me to run to.

Madilim na ngayon. Halos malapit ng mag-hating gabi pero heto ako at nagmamaneho pero walang pupuntahan.

Pagak akong napatawa ng maalala ko kung bakit nga ba ako napunta sa ganitong sitwasyon.

"What is it?" bungad ko kay dad ng makapasok sa study room.

"You are getting married" His face blank.

I laugh hard upon hearing it. Father is not someone who jokes around pero hindi ko mapigiling mapatawa ng malakas. Not because of humor but because of pain. Pwede pala yun.

To laugh because of fucking pain.

Hindi ko na nga matandaan kung paanong nauwi ako sa ganito. All I know is I am running away from the hell he created for me.

I would rather kill myself than be caged in a fucking arranged marriage.

Dalawang oras akong nagpaikot-ikot dito sa syudad bago ko naisipang magcheck-in sa isang hotel. An underrated hotel. Because I am pretty sure father will look at those five-star hotel, assuming I am there.

They would surely think that the brat me will stay in a fine, stunning and glimmering hotel.

Pero news flash! I can survive a night in this shitty place.

Hindi ko na piniling punan ang pagkukulang ng management sa room na inookupahan ko dahil sarili ko lang ang malulugi. Napabuntong hininga na lamang ako.

I thought no one will find me but right before I settle myself down on the couch, a knock dragged me down to hell.

I openned the door only to see a stranger in business suit claiming as my fucking husband.

And that very night I got married against my will.

I got married to Luke Warren Cervantes who as far as I remember is from the family whom father considers as his enemy.

It was also then that I realized that it wasn't a simple fucking arranged marriage.

I got married because of business. My hand in exchange of redeeming a bankcrupt company.

I became a fucking payment to a fucking debt!

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