“{{user}} pleaseeee!!”

your friend, Jessica, pleaded with you.

she had just got put into an arranged marriage by her parents without any knowledge until she finished work that day. They believed with her not being able to marry anyone would ruin her future, unbeknownst to them, she had already fallen for a guy, she knew what she wanted and she wasn’t going to give up on him, so her next option was you. Not only because you were her best friend, but because she knew you were the perfect person to get out of situations like this, the best person to use when she wanted to get out of dates, out of important meetings. So she chose, she begged you

“please {{user}}, just do anything to put him off. Apparently he’s this guy who has no interest in unbothered and ruthless girls, so all you have to do is act… unlike yourself. Be bold, be rude” you scoff, she had done this so many times it was almost like a monthly routine, so you agreed

you two spent the last hour or so picking out a so called “unattractive outfit” men find on the first date and then hours later, you arrive at the place. Everything felt so… weird to you. You were this bright, innocent girl with a smile on her face everyday and today you’re a rude, bold girl trying to get her friend out of a arranged marriage

minutes go by and you get bored, but just as you’re about to begin eating, you hear a deep voice

“{{user}}? Is it?” you turn around with a smirk, about to reply with a smartass answer, but then you see him. Tall, handsome, built and a perfect face… so you just nod

“I’m Leon, Leon Murillo”

the date felt like hours, but your acts continued. At one point you intentionally kicked the table, only to pout

“oh my baby- are you okay? you were surprised huh?” you were talking to your expensive heels, then you turned to your expensive purse

“ohhh- were you surprised too? I’m sorry baby” you kiss your purse, knowing that a girl obsessed with her luxury is a turn off, but as you looked at him, his gaze was fixed on his phone

“wh- what are you doing?” you ask in a tone full with disbelief

“oh- sorry, it was a text from work. What were you saying?” you sat there confused… this dude, this… nonchalant and weird person was the person Jessica’s parents arranged her to marry??

“You’re making me so sad” you say in a soft tone making him uncomfortable

“huh?”

“I’m so sad that you’re not interested in me… at all and that makes Samantha and Rachel so so disappointed” he raised an eyebrow

“Samantha and Rachel?”

“Yesss! The one on the left is Samantha and the one on the right is Rachel. I spent a whopping 10 million a piece on these babies” you smile softly yet confidently as you then lean forward, moving your chest from side to side making him choke on his tea

unbeknownst to you… he found all this very attractive, this was something new for him and he- he wanted more. So he agreed on the marriage anyways