Inara_Me

*Arranged marriage*Enemies to lovers*Obsessed anti-Hero*
“I fucking hate you!” She breathed out the words, slowly and steadily, into his face. Her garlic smelling breath hitting him right in the face, making his face twitch and break posture. 

“You,” he turned his head away to breathe away from her garlic scented bread, only for her to open her mouth and blow into his direction. “Fucking brat. Did your parents teach you nothing?“

“Pedophile!” She accused to his face. “Did your parents teach you to marry little girls?” 

Adrian scoffed. “it’s your father who is trying to marry you off. Take it up with him.” 

She tried to open her mouth, by the looks of it just blow her garlicky breath on him again. Adrian grabbed her jaw, squeezing her cheeks together, he made her shut her mouth. 

“Listen to me carefully, Brat,” he whispered, bringing his face closer to hers, “You better hope I don’t say yes to this proposal of your father. Because if I do, I will be shipping your ass off to  a behaviour correction facility as the first thing.” 

Ignoring the sneer on her lips, Adrian patted her cheek forcefully, just for fun, before turning around and leaving her alone in the corner. 

“It’s on,” she vowed, “I’ll fucking set you on fire.” 

*****

Joyce O’Sullivan, 19 years old, a perfect age to get married and settled according to her family members, according to the church they went to, and according to the whole society that she did not give a damn about. 

Adrian Murphy was a name she had heard in her household many times but only by their mouths of. Those who dealt with business. 

When her father is finally able to score a meeting with the so called God of Europe, at least for the land to live in, she could not care any less only to find out that his father was making a proposal to him. Proposal of marriage.

A proposal of marriage of her and him. 

The best part about it? He got to decide. And she certainly won’t let him decide in her favour. 

And why? 
Because it would get them power and power was everything.

****
Dark romance you have been warned.
Can be read as a standalone .

Belonging To The Darkness

In the Early morning, just as Adrian's alarm rang, Joyce hopped out of the bed with a gleeful smile on her face. 


Adrian narrowed his eyes on her, still sitting on the bed while looking at her, if the grumpy expression. "How the hell are you so happy?" 


His suspension was obvious, given that she had never woken up at this hour of the morning, and whenever she did, she was always super grumpy, even in comparison to him. 


"I just gotta go," she grinned like a maniac as she edged closer towards the door, "give me fifteen minutes and then I will come and take a nap." 


He muttered something under his breast that she did not catch before averting his eyes and getting up to go to the bathroom. Joyce almost ran out of the bedroom and the door of her mother-in-law on the second floor. 


She srang open the door before leaning against the door frame, and watching, as within seconds, the lamp was turned on, and Daphne was trying to become more aware of our surroundings. 


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