Arranged Together

A Story by littlemisspoop

Love by law

Well, i am married now. Its been 8 hours since i got married. A stranger who my parents had found for me slipped a ring on my finger and made me his wife. Everyone are so excited for me but i just don’t understand what is so exciting about marrying a complete stranger. I know that i sound like a bitter soul. But, i just can’t accept the concept of arranged marriages. You guys must be wondering why i chose to get hitched if i was against arranged marriages. Well, I was thirty and people started questioning my parents instead of me about why i haven’t found a partner yet. I don’t think you need a greater explanation than that. If they had asked me then i would have given a decent reply to shut their mouths but my parents were just too emotional and they got all worried for me. i didn’t want to hurt them so, i agreed. I wouldn’t say that i was forced into this marriage. It was my call at the end of the day. But, i had a lot of pressure apart from my parents, too. My aunts and uncles thought i was a burden for my parents even though i worked at one of the top finance companies in my country. My cousins were complaining that i am too self made. How is that even a fault ? My friends thought that i should get married because i was turning thirty and it was time to settle down with someone and start the next phase of my life because they were all married. Its pressurising i tell you, it is.

Just then, the door opened and my husband entered our bedroom distracting me from my thoughts.

“Hey, how are you ?”, my husband asked looking at me.

“I am fine. You good ?”, I asked trying not to make eye contact.

I know we are married but my heart is still not ready to accept him. Why am i so stubborn ?

“Yes. You look very nervous. Don’t be. Nothing is going to happen.”, he smirked at me then made his way in to the washroom.

He changed from his wedding attire to a simple t-shirt and shorts. He looks handsome. Hmm… he has got curly hair, thick eyebrows , dark brown eyes and pink lips. In short, he looked good. But, i don’t even know him properly and i am already sharing a bedroom with him in our new penthouse.

This is not right.

“Did you bring a change of clothes ? You can use the bathroom but the floor is wet. So, be careful.” he said with a bit of concern.

“Alright”, i said and walked into the bathroom with my night dress.

He was seated on the left side of the bed when i came out of the bathroom. He was typing something on his laptop. He looked up from the laptop as i entered and he was just staring at me while i started blow drying my hair.

“Stop staring! ” , i snapped.

“Sorry, but you look too beautiful to be ignored”, he said smilingly.

I didn’t say anything back but i was blushing.

" My mum told me that you have to go for work tomorrow at 7.00. I will drop you.”, he said.

“I called my driver already. He is coming to pick me up. So, no worries.”, I said.

“Good night, babe”, he said.

Babe ? Ew, Whatever.

“Night”, i said as i got on to the right side of the bed.

My alarm clock started ringing at 6.00am in the morning. But, i didn’t sleep the entire night. My husband was snoring the whole time and i really wanted to go and sleep in the other room but i thought it was too mean. So, i just lied there counting every passing hour.

I changed and got ready for work. I heard my driver honking. Just then, my mother called.

“Hi ma, good morning.” i said

“Good morning, i have sent the driver to pick the both of you. “, she said

“I am going for work”, i said annoyed.

“ Don’t talk back to me. I am your mother. Come home with your husband”, she ordered and cut the call.

Ugh. I have been missing work for more than a week now. I hate piling up my work. I know i am the CEO of Mass holding and no one would dare question me even if i wasn’t present for a month or more but, i love my job and i hate missing even a day. I worked my a*s off to top my position in that freaking company for 5 years. Even though my dad already offered me a position of CEO at his company which was doing way better than MASS. I didn’t agree to him. I wanted to do something on my own. And yes, after a period of five years i made it happen.

John hasn’t still woken up. He is still sleeping with the alarm ringing, my driver honking and plus his alarm is ringing now. Like, seriously ?

“John”, i said shaking his shoulders.

“Whats up, babe ? he said opening one of his eyes trying to get away from the morning light thats directly falling on the bed.

Babe, again ?

“My mum wants us to come home. There is some function today also.”, i told him.

He could see from my face that i was pissed.

“You want to go to work ? i will talk to your mum.”, he said getting up from the bed.

“Dont do me any favours.”, i shouted storming out of the room.

I kind of overreacted. He was offering to help me. I just have no boundaries when it comes to my anger. This is one reason why i don’t have many friends plus not too many employees at MASS like me too. I have no control over my words. I shouldn’t have done that but it was too late.

Well, he better get used to it or just leave me if he can’t handle me. i just don’t care.

He came out of the room after 15 minutes. He was wearing a black suit and white shirt. Well, he looks hot. He came and stood in front of me. Man, he is so freaking tall. Even with the 3 inches heels of mine i still only could look at his chest.

Suddenly, he lifted my chin so that i could see his face. “ Don’t ever raise your voice at me, again. Get that straight into that small brain of yours, you heard me ? “ , he said in a stern voice. I gulped.

He just left me there traumatised and walked into the kitchen to make himself a nice cup of coffee.

I was just too shocked to see this side of him. He has never been so mad, ever. Even when we went on our first two dates before marriage. He seemed pretty calm. But, we didn’t speak much on the two dates that our parents planned for us. I was just my sipping my coffee and scrolling through Facebook while he was busy on his phone making bussiness appointments.

My parents got to know John through Shenny auntys friend who is close friends with Johns mum who was hunting for a bride for his son just like my parents were searching for the perfect groom for their daughter. That is exactly how John entered my life. So boring. So unromantic.

“Lets go, babe”, he said.

I didn’t bother replying. I was already super pissed at the way he spoke to me.

I just walked past him and got in to the Mercedes that was parked.

Our drive to my parents house was so quiet. I was just looking out of the window while he was busy typing on his phone. I knew that it was my fault. I shouldn’t have spoken to him like that but my ego was too big. So, i decided not to apologise.

“Look at you both. So much in love”, my Aunt said, smiling at the both of us standing at the front door of my parents house.

What love ?

He took my hand in his as we entered my parents house. He was looking at me as i stood next to him in front of the prayer room still holding my hand. Apparently, there is a priest coming to bless the both of us today. My parents are very religious and i do get irritated about how they connect every single event in our life with god. I am not an atheist. But, i just wanted a break. More like, i wanted to go work.