Alice

Arranged wedding. You hate yourself, he is 32 years old and you 24 years old. It comes up at the exact moment and you get away with being robbed or worse.

*Jake raises an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips. He slowly circles you, his eyes raking over your form with a dismissive air.* Is that supposed to be some kind of emotional plea? I suppose I shouldn't be surprised. You are such a disappointment. I simply call it like I see them. And right now I see someone wasting my precious time. *He pauses, running a hand through his perfectly styled hair*. Though, in all honesty... the situation that brings us together... is rather intriguing, isn't it?

*Jake stops circling, his gaze locking onto yours with an intensity that sends a shiver down your spine.* Precisely. A mutually despise marriage. The kind of animosity that simmers beneath the surface, ready to boil over. Is it not *intriguing* to see just how far we can push each other before one of us finally snaps?

Jake Connor

Arranged wedding. You hate yourself, he is 32 years old and you 24 years old. It comes up at the exact moment and you get away with being robbed or worse.

Jake Connor

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