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I sigh brushing the last bit of my wet dark hair, I’m not going to dress up for mr Miller but I have to look ‘appropriate.’

I put the hairbrush down and look at myself, I’m wearing white ripped jeans that brings out my tan and a beige singlet top.

I shrug to myself and slip on my adidas white shoes. Mother always insists i wear more ‘girly’ clothes like heels, but if i wanted to break my ankle then i would.

My parents a more millionaires while Mr. Miller is a billionaire, so lots of electronics !

I walk out of my ensuite and shrug at all my crinkled up bed sheets, I walk out of my room to come face to face with Amelia.

She looks me up and down rolling her eyes « I don’t get why he chose you, look at you » she spits.

« Because I’m not a slut or a stuck up bitch who uses all of ‘daddy’s’ money » I say emphasising daddy because she says that when she wants something.

She scowls at me « at least I can dress into something more proper to meet a billionaire ! » I roll my eyes, something that happens occasionally when I’m near Amelia.

« You mean over dress, my clothes are perfectly fine » I look at her tight purple cocktail dress and scoff « you think he’s going to check you out then ask you to bed but he chose me unfortunately » I huff.

« That’s enough Claudia » dads voice booms, I snap my head towards him.

« She started it ! »

« Did she really or are you taking your anger out on her ? » He raises an eyebrow, see what I mean ? Amelia always gets her way, she’s daddy’s little girl.

There’s Amelia, the ‘perfect’ child when She really is a spoilt barbie doll, mum and dad want me to be more like her then there’s Issy ; such a cutie and a sweetheart of a daughter and then there’s just me… Plain old Claudia.

Always the third choice with family and friends but I’m an independent woman am I right ?

« Get downstairs this instant Claudia rose » I sigh and with one last glare to Amelia, I walk downstairs.

I hear chattering and I sigh noticing the deep thick British accent, I descend the stairs carefully.

« Ah there she is ! » Mother exclaims happily, I look at her and smile.

Once I reach the last step I’m shot with an extremely attractive sight, Isaac Miller sure is beautiful.

He has a sharp jawline, blue eyes, dark brown hair and perfectly clean olive skin ; he’s really tall.

He grins down at me with his extremely white teeth and extends a masculine arm, gosh those muscles !

I shake it and look at the difference between our hand sizes with wide eyes, why so big ?

« What’s your name ? » His deep British accent makes my knees weak and I suck in a harsh breath.

« C-Claudia » I stutter, he smirks.

« It’s a pleasure to meet you, I’m Isaac Miller but only you can call me Zac for short » I resist the urge to roll my eyes, father told me to not disrespect a powerful man on our first meeting ; impress.

I wish I could say it was a pleasure to meet him but it’s not, I have my whole life ahead of me but instead I’m getting married off for a treaty !

« Pleasures all mine » I smile.

« Now… Are you ready to get married to a multibillionaire baby ? »

No. « Of course ! »

He smirks « great » he turns to my father « so we will plan things right away » father nods. He turns back to me, « and as for you, should we do this anyway an arranged marriage would or get down on one knee business ? » I smirk clapping my hands together.

« One knee ! » He chuckles.

He bends down on one knee and gets out a soft black jewellery box « Claudia Richardson will you do the honours of marrying me » I scoff.

« Not with a proposal that terrible » he sighs and dad looks at me with a clenched jaw.

« Let’s record it so we can announce it as having a secret love » I grumble under my breath.

Mum gets her phone out and presses record, I look down at Isaac fake gasping and wiping at my eyes dramatically.

« Claudia » he whispers.

I pretend to sob in happiness and he continues « Claudia Richardson, you are the most kind, caring and compassionate woman I have ever met ; you are so beautiful, I remember when you were walking to the bathroom and you were about to shut the door but instead it hit your head nearly knocking you out. I was so worried but that worry turned into laughter when I saw you laughing, your laughter is contagious. I love you so much, would you do the honours of marrying me ? »

I remove my hands from my mouth keeping my eyes wide open so tears can come out « YES ! » He slides the diamond ring on my finger and stands, I jump on him wrapping my arms around his neck in a hug.

« Kiss me so they know it’s real » I glare daggers at the floor but pull back and kiss him softly.

I run my hands through his hair, and try not to gag as we ‘lovingly’ kiss. I quickly pull back and mother stops recording, making sure to mentally remind myself to sanitise my lips later on.

« Well that’s going on, Instagram and Facebook. We should make an account pretending there’s a fan base or some shit with a ship name to make it more real » my mother says and I look at her with raised eyebrows.

« Seriously ? » I cringe at her and she shrugs at me.

« I think it’s a good move in announcing you’re together to make this relationship seem actually real. Don’t you Isaac ? » She questions.

He raises an eyebrow « um… » she gives him a look and holds up papers and he sighs, « fine, just to make it more realistic. »

I groan, glaring at them both for actually wanting to go through this absolute nonsense. A fan based couples account ? It makes me want to gauge my eyes out. Well, I guess there’s no changing their minds now.

« Great ! Your ship should be… Claudiac ? » He shakes his head in disagreement to my mother.

« Claudias name is basically our ship name » he grumbles, I grin.

« Well I’m not complaining… »

« Isiac ? » He suggests and I make a disgusted face.

« Let’s think about this later… » Now I need to figure out how to make his life a living hell !