Chapter 2: A Forced Agreement

“W..what?” She asked,

When he made no signs of saying any other thing to her, she continued.

“How can you propose such a thing? Marriage.. It's a very serious thing.” She mumbled.

It did not matter if she liked him or not. she had always dreamt of marrying someone whom she was in love with. Someone that she could spend the entire day with, her entire years on this earth with and still love the person no matter what happened.

She didn't want to marry someone just because a scandal had broke out.

“I know it is.” Sebastian affirmed.

“If you do, then why are you saying this? Is it because of your reputation? I saw that you are usually not seen with girls. Some even say you're gay.” She blushed at her last sentence.

Sebastian suddenly laughed, a deep reverberating sound that echoed throughout her body and tingled everywhere from the top of her head down to her sole of her feet.

“Gay? Why don't you tell me, darling? Did I seem gay to you last night?” He asked, his voice deep and husky.

The bodyguard looked away.

He smirked at he noticed the flush that covered her face and her neck. She wondered what he would have done if he had known what she had been thinking.

“D.. don't say things like that.” She whined.

“Why, mia bellezza? What happens to you when I say them?” He once again questioned.

He knew. With the way he was looking at her, there was no way he didn't know what was going on in her body right now. But how did he know?

His tone became solemn once more, “It’s not just about my reputation. This scandal will follow you, tarnish your name and give several backlashes. I can offer you protection and shield from the fallout.”

Amelie swallowed as she grappled with conflicting emotions- confusion, nervousness and fear. How was she supposed to make such a decision like this? She had always been bad at making life-changing decisions.

She wondered, today she had only seen the comments about herself but what of when she went out? How would she face confrontations that would surely come? Society had always been a vile place and she had just landed in the worst place of it all.

The rich degrading society.

She had read about how they backstabbed their own people. What would they do to her? The girl whom they would think was only out to get the billionaire’s wealth.

She just wanted a peaceful life. Was that really hard to get?

“You don't have to look so conflicted. I'll give you two days to think about it. Time isn't on our side and we have to be quick in order to use it effectively.” He stood up, handing his contact card to me.

“Give me a call whenever you have an answer.”

He gave me one last smile before letting himself out the door.

Amelie let herself sink into her bed after she locked the door. She never thought that a day like this would come.

She wished she hadn’t made the mistake of sleeping with him. Sebastian seemed like a good person but they were from different worlds and sooner than later, they would clash. It wasn't like she was the type to do one night stands.

Before she met Sebastian, she had been engaged to her childhood friend, Kingsley. They had only slept together twice but with Sebastian, it had been different. It didn't feel like it was only their bodies that had been moving together.

It had felt like their bodies, emotions and souls had been moving in unison.

At that moment, someone suddenly banged on the door.

“Open the damn door!” It was her father.

She hated him but she was too weak to do anything. Luckily he didn't hit them anymore, not after her teacher had reported him to the station after seeing a bruise around Amelie’s eye in school.

She held her breath as she opened the door, moving to a side as Mr James Campbell entered the house, looking ready to kill.

“You ungrateful brat!” He sneered.

“W.. what's wrong, Dad? I..I didn't do anything bad this time…” She whispered.

He cut her off, advancing on her as she tried to slither backwards, away from him.

“Nothing wrong? NOTHING WRONG?” He cuts her off. “What is this that I'm hearing about you sleeping with the Romano son? You're a whore just like your mom.” He sneered.

“We’re not whores.” She snapped, immediately regretting it.

She saw the flash in his eyes as soon as he decided it and then his hand was on her face. He hit her and she fell, hitting her head on a desk.

“Did you at least capture him?”

“No. He wan…wanted to marry me but.. I.. I refused.”

If possible, James’ face became even redder.

“Pick your phone up and call him. Tell him you'll marry him.”

“But-”

“Shut your mouth! Tell him or I’ll send Harriet and Harrison to foster homes. Different foster homes.”

That got her to move. She would never sacrifice her siblings’ happiness just for her own.

Soon he answered.

Her phone was on speak-out mode like her father had demanded.

”Sebastian.” She whispered.

“Amelie? You made your decision so early?” His voice brought some calm to her but she couldn't get rid of the fear that came from looking into her father's eyes.

“I have thought about it. I'll marry you.” I spit it out before I could stop myself.

A pause and then, “Are you okay?”

“What? I'm fine... I.. Why wouldn't I be?”

She heard a screeching sound in the background.

“Hmm. Take care of yourself, mia bellezza. I'll come to see you later.”

“Ok. Bye.” The call cut.

“I've done it. Please let go of me.” His hands were digging into her hands up to the point that she felt like she couldn't feel it anymore.

He sneered at her, “Why should I do that?”

He dragged her by the hair and she screamed as he pulled her up to her feet. She stopped struggling when she heard a voice.

“What the fuck?”

Sebastian was standing at the door’s entrance with a furious look on his face.