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Kissing The Pretty Stranger

Chapter 3 The Strange Girl

Word Count: 1722    |    Released on: 08/11/2023

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on the table and took the napki

you here, right?" The lady s

g down the napki

ost brownish hair tied up in a tight bun and porcelain, w

ught about it? Any choic

marriage makes me nauseous. And not to mention, I'm jus

ly's traditions. Your father won't even consider passing down the business to you if you don't ag

rated sigh. "But I would have to marry whe

to marry at som

't even want the family business. At. All." I slammed my fists

living away and living his life freely like he always wanted. Bu

k grey vest and suit over a white shirt and pants of the same colour. His jet black hair trimmed short and styled formally

've already decided," he said to my mother,

at?" she asked, co

said, "The girl h

at?!" I

why do I hate him so much and still hav

n," he said and nodded to the serv

t hold back her curios

he studied my face with

decision you can make?" I asked him, no

up, but Katherine? Katherine?! It's not like I have anything against the girl, but I c

t tell him why I

keeps saying, her father doesn't know about his daughter's relationship with Ben. An

shoulder. Even my mom doesn't like her. I can see it in

lock tomorrow evening. Not a minute early, not a minute late. Sharp seven o'clock," h

Mom sug

," he continued on wi

him to the engagement t

*

acked his knuckles. "Because I don't

me bawling your eyes out when his bodyguards beat you to a pulp," I

to get my girlfriend married, for fuck's sake

out the window on my right side, listening ve

ked me, with an edge in his vo

, cursing him inwardly. Can't

r I would have busted my head open against t

ry my girlfriend, are you,

hat crazy, but I didn't know that you met the qualifi

planning to ma

a living makeup vanity box on the move." I p

her that?!" He re

her face is everytime she sets foot outside her damn house?" I scru

ut a girl if it wasn't for her psychotic ego and behaviour towards other people. She can't even stay loyal to a pa

tly denying me, "She– she does makeup m

ith irritation and I swear I'm gonna punch him in the face if he doesn't stop his act right no

to the university. If you so much as d

won't speak," he zi

*

car now so you can go before me," he s

t say so." I got out of the car a

behind me, I heard him p

es at his over

thed in the morning air as the soft cool

throwing shit at you e

y fan girls running towards me shouting some v

AX! I L

MY L

LOOK AT THOSE HOT

HE SO GORGEOU

to be dead. At least, then I wouldn't have to deal wit

way from these types of crazy, creepy girls had made m

just a moment ago and looked at each other d

tience to deal with you today. I ran my fing

pods, blasting music so that I can stop the spiral of me

rics under my breath and

rabbed my collar out of the blue an

the f

to me. I felt something tug at my heart as she clutched at my

t stood there, entranced by her. But it didn't las

ig brown eyes. They looked like melted po

ips– No, something's defin

n't hear her but her smooth skin with pink undertones which had gotten red at t

ands in the air and her caramel hair, a mixture of light brown and blonde, b

eyes again and

aze as I watch

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