I was 18 when my father arranged a marriage with a young multibillionaire man to make peace between our families, I didn't want this.
Isaac Miller is a multimillionaire, he owns thousands of companies across the world and I'm just Claudia Richardson...
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"Yay, you're leaving," I cheer.
Zac rolls his eyes then looks down at his suit cases, he picks them up. "I'll be back in a week."
"Are you sure about that? Last time you said that, you were back a day later," he shrugs.
"That's not happening this time," he walks to the door, his assistant and body guard carries his other suitcases.
"Bye love!" I wink, he scowls and walks out of the door.
I lay back on the couch, time to see the parents!
|| "Oh it's you," Amelia says as soon as she opens the door, I roll my eyes.
"Who else did you think it would be?" I raise an eyebrow.
"Someone who isn't you."
I push past her and look around grimacing, "so it still looks the same..." I tusk.
"Why wouldn't it be the same?" She asks.
I shrug, "maybe after our parents ruined my life they would have wanted to start fresh," I clap my hands together, "probably not because of all the 'great' memories, am I right?"
"Just shut up, I'm leaving," she says.
"You don't need to inform me because I do not care."
She rolls her eyes and walks away, mum walks down the stairs and stills when she spots me.
"Claudia?"
"Christine?" She sighs.
"I'm guessing you still have a problem with us?" She whispers, I roll my eyes and sit down on the couch.
"How's Mike, my 'father,' he somehow ruined my life though; how could that be?" I fake obliviousness, she places a hand on her hip and taps her foot against the carpet.
"Claudia don't start, please," she pleads.
"I'm going to finish it mother dear, but over dinner," I give her a tight smile and check my phone, "should be ready in about... 30 minutes?" I shrug.
"Chris what's going on?" I hear my dads voice, I look up at the stairs and grin standing up.
"Daddy!" I say with fake enthusiasm, he looks at me with confusion.
"Claudia?" He raises an eyebrow.
"Wow, you sure show your excitement to see your newly wedded daughter," he huffs.
