Anastasia POV
"Mine"
What does he mean by that? I knew it!! All of this is to make me complacent, able to control me, that's all he's trying to do, bold of me to assume he actually-" I hold tongue, this is an arranged marriage and I need to treat it as such.
I dump the necklace beside me and the car comes in stop of the saloon.
My hair takes a few hours and soon I'm dressed up in the white dress, heels, and my makeup done.
The necklace? It's in my hand boiling, ready to hand it right over to him.
"I will not be controlled" I say when the car comes to a stop
I notice the environment is a country club every single socialite visits, it's the Greyson's Country Club.
I bit my lip, suddenly feeling nervous, is he going to do this right in front of everyone
"Can I do this, I look down at
