It was the most awkward situation ever. Chloe was sitting on an armchair, her slender legs and delicate arms crossed in impatience pushing her voluptuous chest up, her beautiful face ruined by an angry frown that did not hide the emerald colored eyes that could enchant anyone with just a single glance. Her golden hair, tied in braids that went almost to the height of her hips glistening in the light of the lit fireplace wavered from side to side every time she shifted her posture in discomfort, and the motion was slowly messing up her black and white laced dress which in turn was getting close to reveal more of her skin than it was supposed to.
The reason of her bad mood was none other than me, unfortunately. Despite my attempts to make things less worse for the both of us by keeping my distance and sitting on a chair on the other end of the room, it seems that Chloe did not care for my efforts at all, probably a sign of her rebellious phase, since she was still just 16. Well, I can't exactly blame her. Anyone in her position would be angry to be forced into an arranged engagement. I just wish she aimed her displeasure at her father, the one who set up this whole scheme, instead of me, who was also a victim and hated it as much as her. Okay, maybe not as much, but I didn't have a say in it as well.
I try to make a move and say something to lighten up the mood, but noticing me taking initiative, she stared at me in disapproval, spitting out sharp words to demotivate me.
"Don't. Don't even try. I have no interest in hearing anything coming from trash like you. Just knowing we are in the same room disgusts me enough already."
I knew nothing pleasant would come out of her mouth, but I have to give it to her, that was brutal. No hesitation, no compassion. She probably doesn't even recognize me as a human being at all. She never even addressed me by my name. Makes me wonder if it's just because of this awful situation we were forced into, or if she really despises me regardless... but I probably will never know. I have to say, despite her beauty, that bratty attitude of hers really depress me. Will I have to deal with that every day after we marry, for the rest of my life?
"Just so you know," she continues, "I have no intention to go trough with this marriage. So you better just give up already. I will make your life a living hell until you do."
To be honest, I wish I could just give up. But I already opted out of too many arrangements my family made for me. This time, they're giving me no choice, since the deal will is too good for the family business to pass on... or so I heard. Still, I can't let this continue. I need to take some action. Anything to make this less miserable for myself. Maybe I could strike a deal with her to find a solution? Or... forcing her into submission would be better? Our families left us alone in the house for us to know each other better, so I could do anything here without they knowing, be it forceful against Chloe or scheming with her behind their backs.