Unreal How Fate Plays Its Game

Prologue

"Please!"

"No."

"Why Not?"

"Um … because I said so!"

"That's a pathetic excuse."

"Whatever."

"Wait until Dad comes home, I know he'll let me."

"Not if I talk to him first."

"And how are you going to do that, you have to go to work.!"

"Oh man. I'm gonna be late."

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"But mother, I'm still studying. I don't have the time."

"Son, you know the family expects this."

"Mother. I am only 18 I still have many years left …"

"I know son but you are expected to produce a heir before you are 21."

"But Mother …"

"No buts, unless you wish to marry your cousin."

"No! anything but that."

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author's notes : this is my first fic flame it if you want. I'll have a good time laughing at it.