Chapter - 8
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"You know what? No, I wouldn't like to dance with you especially with someone like you." My words were cold as I glared at him. For a second I was about to take it back, but his words stopped me.
"Do you think I want to be here? Ha, please! I'd rather be anywhere else, but here with you."
It did hurt a little, and he continued.
"I'm only suggesting it, so people won't start to suspect that something's wrong."
"What could possibly be wrong?" I asked sarcastically.
"If we don't act like we're in "love" people will start suspecting about the marriage. No one knows it's arranged, so if people find out you're family's out of money, guess what? Bye, bye, Johnstons and you're out of the Family's group. Your father will lose everything." I looked away. I didn't want to admit it, but he was right. I finally gave in and took his hand. He signaled for the maestro of the orchestra to start. Alexa, Dark 's younger sister announced on the microphone, "The newlyweds will now dance their first dance as a wedding couple." We walked into the middle of the dance floor, and Dark took me into his arms.
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