Arranged
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"Here you go." He said, putting the plates in front of me. He gave me a fork and knife, along with butter and a small bowl filled with syrup. I looked at him, and raised an eyebrow. "If I die of food poisoning, I'll make sure my family sues you." I said, seriously. He smirked. "Touché." _________________________________ Arranged marriages are messed up. Many people think so. So it's bad when a person who agrees to agree that arranged marriages are wrong, suddenly finds out that she is in one. Really bad. Especially for me. I hate arranged marriages. But if life is a pain, you got to expect something, right? Well, I thought I've already had my stuff from Sherlock. But reality isn't like that. Instead, the weight put on my shoulders was unacceptable. I am supposed to be legally bound to a big-headed, careless, man-whore, billionaire, by the name of Daniel Stevens. I, Samantha Chris, am in an arranged marriage. _________________________________ Copyright © 2014 TheInfiniteImaginer
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(Can be read as a standalone.) My parents are hell bent on getting me married, convinced that a wife will magically "fix" me. As a mafia leader, idle talks and constant affection makes no sense to me. Never had and never will. Thanks to some dumb rule and my parents' constant nagging, I settle down with the girl of their choice. Irene's the type of girl I would never give a second glance to, the type I would deem average looking. And that's just not it. She's a chatter box who can't survive without physical affection. A complete opposite of me. I never had a need for a wife but with every innocent touch, every stupid smile, every word of hers my walls break down until I am left yearning for her with an intensity I can't even comprehend.

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