Prologue

"Pierre, the decision is final. You're gonna marry Katiana Walker, whether you like it or not."

"Dad, I don't even know her! Why would I---"

"Whether you like it or not! Do not disappoint me again, Pierre. You'll be marrying Katiana; that's an order."

I clenched my jaw as I thrust harder inside the woman I was having sex with. Fuck it! It had been one week since dad told me about the arrangement and it made me feel nothing but annoyance and anger.

"Ooh! Baby. Yes, please, harder. Fuck, Pierre, you're so big." The woman kept on moaning while I was on top of her but all I could think of was my dad commanding me to marry someone, a stranger perhaps. What a life!

"Oh! Pierre! Yeah, like that ooh!" The woman hugged me tighter. I clenched my fist pushing my manhood harder inside her. I threw all my anger on every thrust as the annoyance linger on my body like a fucking blood cell.

"Yes, baby! Faster! Ah!" The woman couldn't control herself. Hell, I'd rather fuck a stranger than marry a stranger. There was a big difference. Big.

I bit my lower lip as the annoyance gripped my body. I held the woman's hips tighter as I thrust harder and faster. I placed her one leg on top of my shoulder and it made her moan louder than the sound of the bed shaking on my every thrust.

"Fuck!" I groaned as I felt her femininity tightening the grip on my cock. "Fuck!"

"Oh! Ah! Ah! Fuck, baby!" She was going crazy as I pushed in and pulled out inside her wet, soaking womanhood. "Shit baby, harder! Oh, you're so damn big yeah!"

I moved faster and harder as I gripped tighter on his leg. Fuck! I wanted to forget what my dad said. I wanted to feel the heaven soaking in me. I moved my cock in and out of her womanhood with all the force of anger and annoyance I had.

"Yes! Pierre! Ah! That's so good, Pierre! Oh! I'm cumming. Fuck! Keep going baby!" She moaned like a tiger roaring in the forest. "Yes keep going! Oh fuck! I'm cumming. Ah! Ah! Oooohh!"

I closed my eyes feeling her womanhood get wetter and her orgasm hugged my fully erected cock sending heat on my every nerve like fireworks popping in my stomach.

"Fuck!"

I placed both of her legs on top of my shoulder, thrusting her like there wasn't tomorrow to witness. I groaned aloud and hard, feeling the sensation building inside me and the woman filled my room with her loud moan. I wanted to feel heaven. I fuck her hard and rough.

"Oh fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" The heat building inside me felt so damn good. "Fuck! Oh fuck! Shit!"

I made one last, hard thrust and my orgasm exploded. "Fuck!"

I looked up as I took a deep breath, pulling my cock inside her. I removed the condom and threw it in the trash can. I puffed a breath, feeling my chest pumping loud. It was one hella tiring nightstand.

"Oh God, you're so good, Pierre," she whispered with her voice sounding like she wanted more.

I gasped and took my pants to the floor. I wore it before reaching for my bottle of Jager on the side table. Then I wore my black polo full of boredom. The arranged marriage stuck on my head like a fucking annoying permanent glue.

I drank on the bottle of Jager straight until I felt a little dizzy, I stopped.

"Baby, calm down. Are you gonna get yourself super drunk?"

I looked at the woman. My brows crossed, I couldn't fucking remember her name. All I knew was she reached out to me at my party and then we ended up in my room.

I drank on the bottle again before I took a deep breath, trying to gain back my energetic self.

"Get dressed and get out of my room," I authorized before reaching the doorknob and opening the door. I finally heard the loud noise from my living room. My party was still ongoing so I need to get myself together.

"What's wrong with you?!" The woman seemed to gather her emotions as well.

I looked back at her. "Nothing. I just want you to get out of my room so get dressed." I looked at the CCTV on the corner of the ceiling. "Don't try to steal or do anything crazy here. Just get dressed and get out; that's an order," I said before finally getting out of my room.

I hissed as the voice of my dad flashed back on my eardrums like an echo. "That's my order, bullshit!" I hissed again before revealing my welcoming face as I get ready to entertain my guests again.

"Bro!" Bruno tapped my shoulder as I passed by him.

"What's up!" Dexter nodded at me while a woman was hugging him.

"Yow dude! Nice party!" I made a high five with Lance before I passed by him.

I nodded and smiled at every person I walked past in the hallway of my second floor. My mansion was big enough to occupy a large number of people without my place getting too crowded. It was still enough to move and have fun, and of course, flirt while it lasts.

I smiled wider as I leaned on the aisle of my second floor and looked at the people around. They were everywhere on the first floor and a few ways on the second floor. I smirked when I saw Crystal sitting on the couch in my living room on the first floor. I ran downstairs, nodded and greeted some friends until I reached the couch where Crystal was drinking alone. I sat beside her.

She raised her right brow, looking at the bottle of Margarita, she showed it to me before drinking it straight, then she stopped when she reached half of the bottle.

"Getting so drunk huh?" I smirked.

"What do you want, Pierre?" She sounded bored.

"Just wanna annoy the hell out of you." I chuckled.

She raised her middle finger before drinking her Margarita again. Her curled brown hair was a little messy but it somehow look like a fashion to her.

"Why are alone here anyway? Come on! It was my party! I don't want anyone getting bored at my party."

She laughed. "Every week, you're conducting a party. Who wouldn't get bored when it gets routinary?"

"Did I force you to come to every party I had?"

"I want to support you so I always attend." She thinned her lips. "You're welcome."

I chuckled before pulling her skirt a little so it could cover half of her leg. Her underwear was almost showing. She's always careless when she's drunk.

"Oh, you don't wanna see my panty?" She sarcastically asked after I fixed the position of her skirt.

I shook my head, grinning. "You're wasted, Crystal."

"No, I'm not. By the way, I'm looking forward to your next party, probably next week again, right?"

"I thought you find my parties boring. Now you're looking forward." I grabbed the shot glass on the table in front and drank the Margarita.

"Dude! Nice party!" Nicolas appeared in front of us, offering a toast.

Three of us cheers and took a shot of Margarita.

"Fuck dude! This is how I want my life to be." Nico laughed. "Hosting a party every week in your mansion, I mean who does that?"

I shrugged with confidence. "That's why I love my life." And then a woman named Katiana would just ruin it. Fuck!

I excused myself to Crystal and Nico. I walked around my house until I reached the bar area. I sat on the stool and grabbed a Jager. I drank again. I wanted to feel numb, that was what I had been eyeing for almost a week now.

"Dude have you seen the scandal of Katiana?"

My brows crossed when I heard the man behind me talking to a man parallel to him on the counterpart.

"Of course, dude! It's everywhere! I mean it's not a surprise to me. She looks like that kind of woman."

"It's a fuckup, dude. Knowing that his father is running for mayor. Oh, I could only imagine---"

I stood and walked away from the bar area. As much as possible I didn't wanna hear any words about my soon to be fucking fiance. I wasn't interested to know her. I mean, my surname was all that she needs so I don't need to excel an effort to know her. All I knew was she was an amateur model and her scandal leaked, but I never really got the chance to know her deeper and I got more uninterested when I discovered I was gonna marry her.

The next morning, I woke up with my head spinning and with the sound of my fucking ringtone as someone kept on calling me.

I grabbed my phone. Annoyance linger in me even more when I saw dad's number on my phone screen. I gasped before answering it. Our whole conversation was just about the fucking marriage and how I don't have any choice but to follow him.

There was one thing though, that drove my anger and my nerves crazy like a volcano waiting to explode as my dad announced,

"And by the way, as you said so, you need to know each other before marriage," dad said. "So you and Katiana will live together starting next week."

What the actual fuck?!