Unwanted: Marriage To The Unknown Rebellious Heiress

ity she had left many years ago. Her parents had longed for her to attend a s

Her grandmother was her childhood companion, as her parents' fun for life consumed their

t the top of her lungs, capturing the attention of bystanders. Viola spent her yo

r friendship through consistent communication. And now, as they reunited, she simply rolled her eyes.

r letting go, she took Viola's luggage. "Ar

ty, Viola was not yet prepared to bid farewell to her escapades. For years, attending a fashion institution in Italy has been exhilarating, allowing her the freedom t

e doors. With a grateful nod, Viola slid into the p

sing her eyes as she felt the cool evening breeze through the open window. She coul

. "No, I'm not taking you to the

nd she turned to look at

own on the accelerator. "Because,

e as she clung to her seatbelt. Was sh

lint in her eyes. "You've only just returned to San Francisco. Enjoy your freedom

other was strict, to say the least. She d

ushed them aside. Tonight was supposed to be about fun and relaxation, not s

smile. "There's a club nearby that's s

ou insane?" Vi

l find a hot date

d we're planning a wedding soon." she gestured to her outfit, clearly no

djusted Viola's hair. In addition to her flat sandals, she was clad in a flowing, backless printed gown and a denim jacket. "N

ase tell me you didn't info

en if I do, she isn't around

s. "Aren't they just too old for that?" Jojo chuckled as she smoothly brought the car to a

to assist her. "Here we are, at the Tropic Thunder," she ann

it?" Viol

of that jacket,

ng, "Absolutely not. You are not touching my jacket,

s appearance." Viola sighed, realizing Jojo was right. She needed to fully commit to this

car, they made their way inside the bustling club. As she

pulled her towards the bar. "Two shots of your strong

antly, "No, thank you.

please," Jojo persisted, n

ched people dance to the music. There was simply no way she would be able to l

as she was handed her drink. "It won't hurt, I

t in one gulp. "That's my girl!" Jojo excla

nder a knowing look. "M

u'd enjoy it,"

ally," Viola exclaimed, jumping out of her

hispered, "I think y

, or perhaps it was the alcohol taking effect. She and Jojo danced on and on, uninhibited. Tomor

; I need more drink

Viola. Jus

lushed cheeks growing hotter by the second. She couldn't control herself, so she downed it all in one go

use she asked for it, doesn't mean you should keep gi

but still recognizable. She was beginning to get drunk. He had ocean blue eyes that made her cheeks flush even more. "I want my dr

, I shall provide you with your drink. However, do not devo

hat in the world was he saying? All she wanted wa

n, his eyes briefly glancing towards th

urned to the side, she noticed his sharp features. It was clea

p the courage to speak. "I apologiz

quizzical lo

. You were only trying to hel

e wh

de. That's not me. Anyways, thank you." He nodded, and she couldn't help but

ing her hand. Viola couldn't help but hold bac

hat is a Brandon su

eyes are stunning." She couldn'

ha

e was flirting. She awkwardly withdrew her hand

could tell he was trying to flirt with her too. "It's a pleasure to meet you

n would be ruined, and her grandmother would not be pleased. She forced a smile. "Likewise, Brandon." She said as she held his gaze