The Cursed Alphas Fake Mate

"Let's cut this deal smart, Mr. Don. I will contract you as my my fiance, fake fiance precisely. I don't want marriage now and I must do something to cancel the engagement. With how far we've gone, you are the only person fit for me. What will you want in exchange?"

I smirked when I noticed her eyes were so bright. Immensely serious than I had thought, "Two daily full-body massages."

She smiled tenderly, raising her brows as she threw her back against the chair, crossed her legs, and folded her arm with the other hand supporting her chin, the edge fingers kept grinning at that chin sweetly.

'I think this deal is sealed.' I thought but my judgment was wrong. I could see she was anxious since her legs were shaking. "Each for 30 minutes. Before and following my bedtime. Is it finalized, Ms. Davis?"

Another round of smiles appeared, these were far more radiant than before. "No doubt. Mr. Don, the deal is sealed."

"Fine! I often go to bed at midnight and get up at six. Deal?!" To shake her hand, I extended my hand.

She swung back from the chair instead and apologetically smiled. "Excuse me, I need to use the restroom first.

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Chapter 001: Arranged Marriage Awareness

|Melissa's POV|

When my father told me I should come back to the City to complete my High School which I was in my last semester. I felt it was odd… Transferring school at such a delicate stage. I hope he could give me the chance to complete school where I was.

Once I arrived in his City, he set up an arranged marriage with me.

I was completely awestruck when he slammed the file he had been glaring at on the table. Although he has been talking through his nostrils all the time he was scanning through the file. All along, I was so attentive yet wondering whom he was referring to until his last statement hushed out.

"Our family will eat dinner with Alessandro's family next weekend. And a set date will be determined for your engagement to his Heir."

My heart fell to the lowest depths as his ominous, black eyes pierced through to my orbs. Dad was talking about me? My proposed marriage to a man I hardly know?

Underneath my breath, I muttered the name 'Alessandro?' in distaste, and asked myself whether I had heard him well. I found it incomprehensible that my father would consider marrying me off at such a young age.

That family name doesn't sound familiar to me. Perhaps, that was a member of his crew because the money wouldn't be a reason for him to do that to me. We were doing so fine. He was well-known across the country and the Mafia Lord of the Whale Wing in the western region.

He was a competent single father and of course wealthy. His company was one of the top companies in the country. Inclusive, he was into politics recently.

His achievement was top-notch and such a man wouldn't need any money, connection, or influence from others… to talk of marrying his sole child off for that sake.

"Dad, do you really want to marry me off to a lowly family? Do you want to make a trade with me because I won't be able to take over your Mafia position? For goodness' sake, I'm just 18 and in my last year of college. Did you bring me back from abroad only to arrange my marriage?

I blabbed while still experiencing the shock that was creeping under my skin with tears already threatening to spill from my eyes. I've been fighting it back, but I was no longer able to.