Opening the door to my room, I didn't wait to see his reaction if he actually appreciates my room or not because I directly headed to my adjoining living room.

Opening my huge flat screen TV, I put the channel to Netflix and plopped myself on the couch.

I didn't even care if he came after me or not. I'm too mad to care.

A while later, he flops his self down at the couch beside me; making sure to have a safe and appropriate distance between us.

"You're really not cut out to this arranged marriage thing, are you?" He asked me quietly. His voice is so velvety, baritone and so masculine. A real dominant.

Aargh! Why am I appreciating this?

I scoffed "Like I see it coming" I replied back.

He leans back and put his arms behind his head, a total relaxation stance. How the heck can he even relax if we're in this damn situation?!

"Even if you don't, you should've readied yourself." He stated with his eyes on the TV screen.

I whipped my head towards his direction with a glare "Ready myself? What's that suppose to mean?" I asked him.

He glanced at me momentarily before setting his eyes back on the TV "I thought you already knew. Didn't you know what a daughter of a businessman's purpose in the world of business?" He asked me.

I frowned as the wheels in my head started wheeling "No"

He looked at me with that same cold expression "Your sole purpose is to be arranged in a marriage to your father's business partner who is willing to have you, just for alliances and a huge amount of cash. In their eyes you're nothing but a bridge to fortune, not a daughter to love and care"

As soon as he said that, the pain I already burried deep inside me resurfaced as the strong feeling to deep hurt consumed me. My eyes stung as the truth just slap me in the face.

No wonder they are treating me like this. I'm no one to them, just a bridge to fortune.

"You're talking like this doesn't affect you" I told him while my voice lightly cracks.

"It doesn't" he answered.

"What? Why not? Don't you want to find the girl for you than be stuck with a girl they just arranged for you?" I asked him incredulously.

"No, I'm not interested in any girls. And you are no exception" he answered. Somehow, that angered me.

"Then why are you entertaining them? Why are you letting them have their way? Why are you letting them have me to stuck with you?!" I asked him as I stand up from the couch and faced him.

He looked at me and saw anger in his eyes that nearly made me want to cower in fear. NEARLY.

"Do you really think I want this to happen?! Do you really think I didn't try to stop them?!" His voice is getting higher and higher with each gritted word.

"Well maybe you're not giving effort that much that they are still trying to get us together. Is it really my father that needs alliance or you business sharks are after our money?" I snapped back at him.

Before I knew it, my body slammed against the wall of the living room attached to my room.

"Never disrespect me again" he ground out as he pushes his body closer to mine. I guess I went too far. The way he's acting now is dominating.

"I would never bow down to you" I spat at him, trying not to let my voice waver.

I have never been dominated before and this feeling of helplessness is scaring me. He's way stronger than me. I can't fight him.

He slammed his fist beside my head and crushed body flush against his and the wall.

"Sooner or later, you're going to be mine. Never doubt on that" he leaned closer and nipped at my earlobe, teasing me.

"Submit or be dominated"