Florence Frosch is your average struggling uni student; in Australia, she has a scholarship at Notre Dame University, but her course is something her parents chose, not something that is her passion. Her parents chose for her to become a physiotherapist, which then would transpire into a career of working in a hospital as a nurse. She hates it, but her love for her parents drives her to make them proud.
She wants to be a writer, you see, after watching all three released seasons of Jane The Virgin on Netflix, she really thinks writing is her calling. Shes pretty good at it too. And maybe, just maybe, at the end of uni, she'll find her Michael, her knight in filthy armour.
That one knight in filthy armour, is someone she would never even think of being friends. He's arrogant, rude, what's another word... hubristic! See, told you she was good. He's someone her controlling parents have tied her to him in an arranged marriage.
They're both the same age-20. They're opposites-great match, right? I mean, opposites attract. Well, at least not for this couple. Florence Florsch, kind and beautiful aspiring writer. Milan Leiden, arrogant, rich, playboy millionaire. What could possibly go wrong? I'll tell you what will go wrong. Everything.
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"Attract a lot of attention, huh beautiful?" His voice hit me like a wall, absurdly catching me off guard. It was deep, sensual, something any girl (or boy) could melt over. I was sort of speechless, yet trying my best to appear unafflicted.
"Only the wrong ones." That was definitely drunken me talking, as I didn't usually have that much confidence. His lips twitched up into a smirk, expressing that he understood my comment.
"Does that mean that I'm in that category?"
My palms began to grow sweaty and my heart rate picked up, but otherwise my body remained relaxed, appearing completely fine. It similar to when you're on autopilot, completely withdrawn due to intoxication.
"I suppose not," I crossed my arms, putting on this seductive persona just for him. This fueled his smirk, about to murmur another comment before I cut him off. "You'll have to show me, though."
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Amelia Hollis was a 23-year-old writer at one of the local publishing companies, assisting a very handsome man and writing articles left and right. Her and her best friend, Aviary, lived together in a cute little apartment off the central part of the city, yearning to create new memories and important moments. Amelia always lived for the moments, taking in every little detail and savoring it like it was her favorite meal. She was an optimist, hoping to change peoples lives with her dreams.
James Vallette was a 34-year-old CEO, building his company from dirt with the help of his brother. He was a realist, not really having time to deal with dreams or even love. He knew this the night he laid eyes on Amelia.
It was only casual; what harm could a one-night stand do? Oh yeah, he's her dad's boss.