“Arranged Marriage With- Who?”//@lukasrider
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“Are ya’ fuckin’ kiddin’ me?! How could ya’ do this to me dad?!” Petra shouted, clearly angry and displeased by her father’s words. The older redhead could only sigh when he heard his daughter yell at him, not being reasonable at all. “Please don’t speak so loudly.” Peter said, Petra scoffing at his words. “Ya’ want me to shut up when ya’ fuckin’ arranged a marriage with someone-?! Ya’ engaged me to a stranger-! WITHOUT EVEN TALKIN’ TO ME!” She protested, stomping her feet into the floor with great force. “I THINK I HAVE EVERY FUCKIN’ RIGHT TO BE MAD!”
“Petra, please- Calm down.” “I will not-! How could ya’ do this to me-?! Do ya’ hate me this much?” She cried, looking devastated at him as the man frowned darkly. “Petra-“
Their conversation was cut short when the massive doors behind them opened wide, revealing three figures that were mostly strangers to Petra- Mostly. “Oh fuck-“ She cursed, recognizing the younger male that stood out in the crowd. “Please tell me he’s not my future husband-“ She pleaded, looking back at Peter with a grimace.
