I Was Forced To Marry The Enemy

~KYOMI~

I was kept home from school, isolated from everyone, even my own sisters as punishment for my actions.

No one spoke to me, not even my own parents. They said all they had to say and that was it.

I could see it in their eyes every single time I left my room to have breakfast or dinner, they would look at me like I was an embarrassment to the family.

I felt like a stranger in my own home. No one told me what was happening, all I knew was that my father was searching for someone to marry me off too. But so far, no one was coming forward.

Not even his closest of friends were willing to get their son married to me.

I felt the tears begin to fall once again, I'd been crying for two days straight now, unable to stop myself. My eyes were swollen and red. It hurt to even keep them open.

I would have never thought things would turn out to be this way, how could my reputation be ruined in a matter of seconds?

The girl who'd once been known as her parents pride and joy was now the reason for them to bow their heads in shame.

I loved my family, not once did I ever want to do this to them.

But there was something about Dante Clarke, whenever I was around him I lost sight of everything else. It was as though I had no control of my body when he was near, it wasn't something that I was proud to admit but it was indeed true.

It wasn't like this before, when he gave me no attention. That time I couldn't care less about Dante Clarke but the moment he had started to turn his eyes my way, from the first moment he'd looked at me, like really looked at me... I was already trapped.

Everything about him was so enchanting that he always left you wanting more. Some men were just born with those qualities to leave a woman completely spellbound and Dante was definitely one of them.

I was never like this, so many men would stare at me and try to catch my attention yet I never gave into any temptations.

Yet, for some reason I couldn't resist Dante and now I was suffering because of it.

The sound of my room door opening brought me out of my thoughts.

"Come to the living room now." My mother told me, unable to look me in the eye.

Her tensed shoulders told me that whatever it was she had to say to me wasn't good.