All Chapters of Arranged Marriage: Falling For The Playboy Son Of The Alpha: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Chapter 1 BIANCA’S POV I wasn't that type of person that liked going to clubs or attending parties for numerous reasons - the loud music and noise that pounded violently in my heart and brain, the lust-filled gazes that gets thrown at you every second by both hungry men and women alike, the clashing mix of alcohol, sweat and colognes both cheap and expensive alike. But today, I had to overlook all that and more and just drag my butt to this place for reasons that threatened to drive me insane.I was seated near the bar with my best friend, Nina, further away from the crowd of overjoyed party guests in the dancefloor. She was enjoying her drink while I complained to her about how my parents were planning on arranging for me to be married to the son of the Alpha of our pack city.“I just can’t believe my parents will want me to marry someone I don’t even know!” I took a quick drink and furiously kept my glass cup back on the counter as if to smash it. “Isn’t marriage meant to be built

Chapter 3BIANCA'S POVTwenty minutes later, we were already at a motel. He didn’t spend more than a minute on the receptionist desk which made me think he already had a room reserved. Perhaps, he was a visitor in the city and was living here. He did look like one who could afford to live in a hotel his entire life.We rode the elevator to another floor, but I couldn’t keep track because I was laughing uncontrollably, feeling like I was on a rollercoaster. It suddenly dinged, and we stumbled out like drunk teenagers about to go on a joyride. Well, mostly me; he was more concerned with keeping me from falling. He was my ride, and I planned to enjoy every moment with him tonight.People passing by glanced at us, mostly me, likely assuming I was acting crazy with my hysterical behaviour. But I couldn’t care less.Inserting his keys into a door labelled Room 152, he opened it and led me inside. Taking me to the bed, he had me sit on the edge, then knelt to take off my shoes.“You should

Chapter 5 RICHARD’S POV Bianca Sinclair, that was her name – her long golden hair flowed like strands of glossy glass on her shoulders, her eyes changed colours like a chameleon to match her surroundings, and her chic outfits complemented her lovely, dainty figure, reminiscent of a model or ballerina. I won’t deny she’s beautiful—a complete package. She’s a nice girl, and a bit naughty from last night’s experience. She appeared tough at her place, but once we’re married, I’ll gradually soften that tough exterior and make her fall for me. Every girl I meet always falls for me, and she won’t be an exception. It wasn’t her fault she got rejected. But who rejects a beauty like her? It’s like being given sugar and then spitting it out. What kind of idiot spits out sugar?! I couldn’t help but scoff as I parked at the bar and turned off my car. After the visit to her place, I needed a few drinks to unwind and take my mind off this marriage thing. The marriage wasn’t exactly what I wanted

Chapter 7 RICHARD’S POV “Richard, seriously!” a deep, gruff voice scolded from above. Suddenly, the morning paper delivered just an hour ago, was slammed onto the table in front of me as I enjoyed my breakfast. The loud voice and heavy newspaper landing on the table startled me, making me flinch a little in shock. I spilt some of the hot coffee I was sipping on my pyjama pants, feeling a light sting on my skin through the thin material. “Whoa! What’s going on?” I exclaimed. Reflexively, I dropped the coffee mug on the dining table and rose from my seat. I glanced up to see my dad’s furious face, his eyes ablaze. I couldn’t help but wonder why the old man was so upset with me again. “Why would you do that…?” “I made it very clear to you to avoid any scandalous stuff that could harm your image, but it seems you’re doing the exact opposite, and you’re doing it exceptionally well,” he said with a smooth hand gesture, still scowling at me in disapproval. “Holy shit,” I muttered on see

Chapter 9 BIANCA’S POV Staring back at me in the huge mirror of the bridal shop’s large white dressing room was a beautiful bride-to-be dressed in a beautiful white wedding gown. I had tried out three different gowns and was starting to lose hope until I found this beauty. I looked amazing in it. The gown had lovely lace and crystal beads, making it extra special. It flowed gracefully around me, and the sparkle made it feel like something straight out of a fairytale. The top was really nice, and there was a long part in the back that made it even more beautiful for my big day. Now I understand why weddings are such a big deal. It’s every young woman’s dream. It’s the time when they get to be the most beautiful version of themselves and shine brighter than a diamond. I drew a slow, steady smile of happiness as I thought about it and twirled around in the beautiful dress, making the lower part flow like a dream, already feeling like it was the big day. The only thing missing was a bo