Forced Marriage: Breaking Free from Love

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mehow I misheard my father. Maybe he had a strok

ld shiver running down my spine. My brain stutters for a moment as I sit frozen in my seat, processing what he just said. I can feel my pulse quic

ctly composed, his back straight as he watches me, clearly unimpressed with my reaction. Of course he's not impress

I can or can't marry. I just finished my degree in business management, and all I wanted was a break, maybe a little holiday to let loose and

upon me. An arranged marriage? I lean back in my chair and stare at him in sho

with an edge of annoyance. "I take it t

e. Part of me is waiting for him to laugh, to tell me it's some twisted

krupt, and this is the opportunity I've been waiting for. It's time to gain control

bout the company itself, but I can see how deeply this financial mess has affected him. His pride, his entire identity, revolves aro

y future without consulting me. "With the son ready to take over, you would get h

that it will technically be mine, but I can't. It's not worth the fight ri

it comes to me. Most of the time, I'm just a pawn in his grand scheme of things, the daughter who exists as a

ere's a financial or business issue to deal with. I wonder why I even bother trying to please him, to live up to whatever warped e

need you to marry the son of the MATHCO CEO. He's young, wealthy, and powerful. You'll be abl

s not funny. How does he even think this will work? How can I go fr

must be like-just another entitled rich kid who's been handed everything in life. My father has this uncanny ability to choose

three. A model from Texas, the one who barely lasted a year before he got bored and kicked her to the curb. I had no idea why he thought it was a good idea to drag me into that

ther plan to help him build his empire.

g forward, his eyes intense. I know he expe

ruggling to keep my voice steady, "you can't just... arrange my life like this.

tied to the future of this company. If you want to have a future

le. The anger boils over. "So, what? I'm just supposed to marry a stra

l a rush of power. I may not have control over this situation, but I'

atter, Sasha. It's already been arranged. The contra

have no say in who I marry, no say in how my life will unfol

ut of my chair. "I'll do it. But

faction of seeing me break down. As I walk out, I hear my father's vo

he urge to slam t